Ji Yuan was now in his personal room with Immortal Fairy Lucia.
And he was looking with great interest at her.
It was because she was adorned in a gown that was woven from the silky essence of celestial silk, which was a cascade of delicate silk and gossamer threads, captures the celestial radiance of a thousand constellations. The fabric gently embraces her lithe form, accentuating every graceful curve, while iridescent hues dance upon its surface, reflecting the hues of a celestial aurora. Adorned with intricately embroidered patterns that seem to come alive in the soft glow of starlight, her robe garment and her bodice within was a masterpiece of celestial craftsmanship.
And of course, her attire was almost translucent and showed her slim figure and skin but conveniently covered the most important part that Ji Yuan had wanted to see which in turn piqued his interest.
