The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?-Chapter 169

Chapter 169

Endmu Yao tilted her head up, her delicate face glowing with a sweet smile.

“How is it? Does Father like it?”

“Not bad.” Ning Chen’s lips curled into an involuntary smile.

White symbolized purity, perfect for a tender little loli.

Though his loli wasn’t exactly pure (nor particularly tender, age-wise), looks alone were enough. In terms of sheer beauty, Endmu Yao outshone every loli from his past life, whether real or fictional.

As for her figure… well, best not to dwell on that.

Given her petite stature and relatively short legs, Ning Chen took his time meticulously appreciating the craftsmanship before him. Then, with a light pat on her backside, he sent her on her way.

Picking up a fresh scoring plaque, he pondered briefly before awarding a high 9.8, surpassing Liu Ruyan’s score.

This wasn’t favoritism due to some loli obsession. Rather, Ning Chen believed lolis, maidens, and mature women should each be judged by their own standards. True fairness meant crowning the best in each category.

Unsurprisingly, the loli division had the least competition, while the mature women’s category was fiercely contested.

What could he do? His current harem lacked loli representation.

For cultivators, time was fleeting—a woman’s loli phase lasted only a few short years before vanishing like a rocket, transforming her into a young maiden in the blink of an eye.

Exceptions like Endmu Yao and Ji Yunqing, with their unique physiques, were rare.

Alternatively, demon girls who took human form early and aged slowly due to their long lifespans were another possibility.

But such cases were exceedingly rare, UR-tier rarity.

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“Yao’er knew Father would love it the most!”

Thrilled to take first place, Endmu Yao planted an excited kiss on him.

“Alright, alright.” Ning Chen wiped it off casually and motioned for her to wait aside before continuing his evaluations.

Opaque glossy tights, red-and-white striped thigh-highs, crisscross bondage tights, white fishnets, black fishnets, snakeskin stockings…

One by one, Ning Chen inspected them all, but none broke the 9.5 threshold.

Take Zhou Qin, for example, her chopstick legs were exquisite but slightly too bony.

Since this was purely subjective, Ning Chen wasn’t particularly fond of the look.

Normally, she should’ve gone for velvety thickened stockings in a flesh tone to soften the bony appearance and enhance her curves.

Instead, she chose the thinnest possible glossy tights, making her legs appear even slimmer.

Ning Chen, unwavering in his impartiality, gave her an 8.5, placing her dead last—even behind some of the Seven Attendant Immortals who scored in the low 8s.

But there were standout performers too.

Nan Gongling took a different approach, one black, one white.

Her thigh-highs stretched past her knees, adorned with vine-like patterns that exuded sensuality.

The edges were minimalist—no lace, just a snug fit that dug into her supple flesh, leaving enticing marks where the straps met her thighs.

And let’s not forget—they were garter stockings!

The way her long, jade-like legs rubbed together as she walked was nothing short of mesmerizing.

“Senior Brother…” Nan Gongling, ever the reserved type, was bolder in private—a classic case of “quiet on the streets, wild in the sheets.”

Unlike Xu Qingyao, who had no shame whatsoever, she still felt a bit shy in front of a crowd.

Leaning into Ning Chen’s embrace, she accidentally brushed against a sensitive spot, letting out a soft gasp before turning away, her cheeks flushed.

This was her first time wearing something like this. While she knew it looked good, she couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.

Ning Chen, however, inspected her with ruthless scrutiny.

In terms of leg quality alone, she was on par with Liu Ruyan in the mature women’s division.

But sometimes, creativity was the deciding factor.

Compared to Liu Ruyan’s frosty tights (a match for her Heavenly Ice Spirit physique), Nan Gongling’s black-and-white pairing—inspired by her Sun-Moon Dual Pupils—was far more eye-catching.

Ning Chen hooked a finger under the black garter, and snap!

The taut strap snapped back against her thigh, sending ripples across her flawless skin.

“Excellent.”

Without hesitation, he awarded her a 9.8, matching Endmu Yao’s score.

Giving her plump backside an approving pat, he smirked.

“From now on, wear this style exclusively in the sect. I’ll have a batch custom-made for you—different fabrics, different designs, enough for all four seasons.”

“Yes, Senior Brother.” Under the envious gazes of the other women, Nan Gongling nodded, pleased.

But Ning Chen’s eyes lingered on the garters, a sudden idea striking him.

“Actually, swap the colors—black stockings with white straps, white stockings with black straps. That way, it’s yin and yang in harmony—each containing a part of the other.”

“O-Of course… This junior sister will wear them for Senior Brother every day.” Nan Gongling’s face reddened, her thoughts drifting somewhere indecent.

Beyond her, many others also delivered impressive performances.

Yu Hua’s dark-patterned fishnets exuded artistry—subtle yet mysterious, perfectly complementing her flawless proportions.

9.4!

Ji Zhiqing’s nude glossy thigh-highs enhanced her natural skin tone while adding a plush, flowing elegance. The matte finish gave off a “virtuous wife” aura, amplified by her mature grace.

Just looking at her evoked classic lines like “Madam, you wouldn’t want…”—utterly irresistible.

9.7!

Chu Ning’s tanned skin already gave her a wild vibe, but her choice of purple glossy lace thigh-highs fused sultriness with untamed allure.

With her lush “forest” peeking through, she resembled a panther poised to pounce—just seeing her made Ning Chen want to start a round immediately.

9.6!

Li Yiya, the Blood Demon, had an entirely different physiology—pale skin, unusual body structure. But perhaps her horns inspired her: she showed up in cow-print thigh-highs!

Horns, tail, and now this? The implications were obvious.

And let’s not overlook her ample “milk reserves.”

Blood Demon? What Blood Demon?

Before Ning Chen stood a full-blown dairy fairy!

For years, he hadn’t realized it—but Li Yiya had figured it out herself.

Like Nan Gongling, she earned an exclusive endorsement.

9.9—dominating the young maiden category.

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Tantai Yuruo, once the #1 Beauty of the Great Xia Dynasty, was flawless in every way. She chose white gartered stockings, matching her daughter’s style.

Proof that true beauty could pull off any look.

Years as an imperial consort had honed her regal bearing—even now, her volcanic curves and ever-flowing “spring” drew stares, but her dignified aura balanced the sensuality.

The thicker white stockings added a holy purity, creating a perfect equilibrium.

9.5!

The veterans had their turn—now it was time for the newest additions, the Ji sisters.

Unfortunately, their “overwhelming artillery” cost them two points.

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Ji Yunqing, the second loli, also opted for white stockings—but uniquely, hers were mid-calf length, not even reaching her knees.

The thicker fabric, adorned with a central stripe and frilled edges, made her legs look like frosted cream cakes—tempting enough to bite.

Delicate, snow-pure, with dainty lotus feet—perfect for a connoisseur like Ning Chen.

(Not that he did anything beyond appreciating them, of course.)

9.7!

A narrow loss to Endmu Yao due to slightly inferior proportions.

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Finally, the grand finale—Ji Qianxue—stunned everyone with her unexpectedly dazzling entrance.

She wore the most intricate, lace-embroidered openwork tights!

Blessed with innate leg-based divine abilities and meticulous care, her “goblet legs” were the pinnacle of mature beauty.

The stockings draped over them like an unfurled masterpiece—threads weaving mesmerizing patterns.

The lower legs resembled woven fishing nets, pulling viewers into a dazzling underwater world.

Higher up, the openings shrank into starry constellations, evoking the vast cosmos.

Ning Chen held them up, turning them this way and that—but they barely even looked like legs.

After intense scrutiny, he finally deciphered the hidden message:

One side read “jade platter”; the other, “exquisite delicacy.”

Perfect 10!

But just as he raised his scoring plaque—

[Ding! Warning: High-speed airborne targets detected within 50 li, approaching host’s territory. ETA: 15 minutes.].