Buying Clothes for You

Lin Huaian pondered for a while and ultimately decided to help Su Yuan prepare a guest room.

His cave dwelling, while called a cave dwelling, could actually be regarded as a villa.

Although it couldn’t compare to the luxuriousness of the Tianming Sect’s main hall, the Forbidden Purple Pavilion, it was still the Tianming First Peak.

The Tianming Sect had a total of fifty-six peaks, each with its own characteristics.

For example, the First Peak had endless spiritual energy and the ancient dust aura that came with the peak.

The longer one lived here, the easier it was to feel the legacy from the Tianming Sect’s ancestors.

The person who founded the Tianming Sect initially lived on this First Peak.

Now that this First Peak had been given to Lin Huaian to live in, no one had any objections.

Besides Lin Huaian, there wasn’t a second disciple in the entire Tianming Sect who could live alone on an entire peak.

Even the sect’s Second Senior Sister, Li Tao, could only live in the back mountain if she wanted to live alone.

The Second Peak was usually used for the sect’s grand martial arts performances and sparring because it had a natural barrier that could isolate spiritual energy from overflowing.

Therefore, when the Holy Court Emperor came, he would also choose to observe from the Second Peak.

After tidying up the guest room, Lin Huaian returned to his bedroom.

At this time, Su Yuan had changed her clothes.

She was wearing the baggy outer sect disciple robe, and after putting on that ridiculous ceremonial cap, the originally beautiful and pure girl was gone, leaving only a silly person.

Lin Huaian fell into deep thought: “Do you usually rely on this to protect yourself?”

Su Yuan nodded repeatedly: “I don’t dare to dress up too beautifully, it’s too eye-catching.

I just want to cultivate properly.”

Hearing this, even Lin Huaian couldn’t help but want to cover his face, feeling deeply moved—fate makes fools of people!

Clearly a good girl, but she was destined to be a lone star, born to be a demon cultivator.

“That, that,” Su Yuan looked at Lin Huaian’s silent and aloof appearance, and couldn’t help but panic,

“Could it be that Senior Brother thinks I’m embarrassing like this…”

“No,” Lin Huaian’s eyelids slightly lifted, his eyelashes were long and slender, and his golden pupils flashed slightly.

He turned around and looked out the window.

Ancient aura once again quietly surrounded and spread from his body, setting him off as if a Qilin had been born and a True Dragon was protecting him.

Seeing this, Su Yuan couldn’t help but hold her breath.

In front of him, no one could help but sigh that this was Lin Huaian.

“I just think it’s a pity.”

“A pity?” Hearing this, Su Yuan was stunned.

She swallowed and cautiously asked, “Senior Brother, what… what do you mean by ‘pity’?”

“Isn’t the meaning obvious?” Lin Huaian glanced at her and began to tidy up the bottle of Cinnabar Ointment, putting it back in the cabinet.

Su Yuan noticed that the white porcelain bottle looked a little familiar, but white porcelain bottles were so common after all, and Lin Huaian’s words were more important now.

“Su Yuan is ignorant,” Su Yuan put on her long boots and got off the bed, bowing to Lin Huaian and asking for guidance, “Please, Senior Brother, give me more guidance.”

Seeing this, Lin Huaian couldn’t help but sigh.

Su Yuan’s pupils trembled slightly after hearing this sigh, because was Senior Brother really thinking that her talent was too ignorant?

The thing she was most inferior about in her life was cultivation.

Now that she had finally met a seemingly approachable Senior Brother, if even he despised her…

Su Yuan felt her body begin to stiffen, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Just as she closed her eyes in fear, thinking that Lin Huaian was going to belittle her like the other senior brothers—

“Where are you ignorant?” Lin Huaian reached out and gently rubbed the girl’s head in front of him, “You’re just cute.”

Su Yuan was stunned, because she didn’t understand what “cute” meant, but Lin Huaian didn’t give her time to ask.

He went straight to his closet, as if he wanted to find something.

“You have to have some self-awareness, Junior Sister Su,” Lin Huaian said to Su Yuan while opening the closet,

“You’re not some stinky man, you’re a seventeen-year-old girl, and you’re quite cute, aren’t you?”

Lin Huaian said these words completely from the bottom of his heart, because Su Yuan was indeed a very cute and beautiful girl.

However, after hearing these words, the latter’s pretty face turned red in an instant.

She subconsciously covered her face, afraid that Lin Huaian would discover her current appearance.

“Clearly a very cute little girl, but because the surrounding environment is too harsh, she can’t even wear the clothes she likes, and dresses up like a fool all day long,”

Lin Huaian exhaled, “Clearly there’s such a beautiful girl under the disciple robe, isn’t that a pity?”

“P-please don’t say any more…” Su Yuan felt her earlobes burning.

She covered her face and barely looked at Lin Huaian from between her fingers, her voice as low as a mosquito’s hum.

She had never felt this kind of being cared for and looked after, and was a little unable to resist it for a moment.

Lin Huaian didn’t hear her.

After rummaging through his closet, he found that he really couldn’t find a more neutral piece of clothing.

This was very troublesome.

He turned around and asked Su Yuan, “Do you have other clothes?”

Su Yuan shook her head quickly: “N-no…”

“You don’t have any other clothes besides the disciple robe?” Lin Huaian frowned.

“Before, when I came to the Tianming Sect, I brought three long skirts…” Su Yuan said embarrassedly.

“Then where are they now?” Lin Huaian asked.

Hearing this, the shyness on Su Yuan’s pretty face became even stronger.

She gently supported her chest with her left arm and looked away with an embarrassed expression: “They’re already… too small…”

Lin Huaian was calm on the surface, but in fact, a huge wave had been set off in his heart.

What did she mean by “too small”?

How big was she now?

Although he had vaguely felt something just now, Lin Huaian was still uncontrollably caught in this huge question.

It was only with great difficulty that he managed to escape from this curiosity.

Lin Huaian coughed and sighed: “My fifteen-year-old clothes are still in the closet.

These clothes are too precious.

They’re all handmade, from the hands of masters from all walks of life, and have been blessed by the Sect Leader’s spiritual energy.

It can be said that there’s only one of its kind in the world.”

Su Yuan listened in a daze, her eyes full of stars.

“You don’t buy new ones?” Lin Huaian asked.

“I don’t buy them,” Su Yuan replied.

“Why don’t you buy them?”

“Because I have no money.”

“…” Lin Huaian supported his forehead, because this girl was actually poor to this extent.

Su Yuan was also quite embarrassed.

She pursed her lips, and telling an outsider about this was indeed a bit abrupt and embarrassing.

But what she didn’t expect was that after Lin Huaian closed the closet, he actually said to her:

“I’ll take you out in a few days to help you buy some clothes.”

Su Yuan blinked, as if she hadn’t realized what Lin Huaian had said.

Lin Huaian supported his chin and began to think seriously:

“Outside the Tianming Sect, there’s Tianming City under the sect’s name.

Speaking of clothes, the Fragrant Clothes Workshop, the Thin Cloud Workshop, the Jade Milk Pavilion, the Silk Lin Building, they all seem good…”

Listening to the names that Lin Huaian casually uttered, Su Yuan couldn’t help but widen her eyes, because these names were all famous clothing and makeup workshops throughout the Holy Word Dynasty, and were quite popular brands among girls.

Every year, they dominated the trend of the entire Holy Word Dynasty.

It could be said that as long as a girl owned a robe from these names, she would be happy for a whole year, not to mention if she bought the best product in the store, she would probably be willing to marry that man.

When she was in the outer sect, Su Yuan had seen a senior sister cherish the red-sleeved silk dress from the Jade Milk Pavilion so much that she wouldn’t let anyone touch it.

“Ah, ah, Senior Brother…” Just thinking about these brands made Su Yuan feel weak in the legs, and she couldn’t even speak clearly, “Y-you…”

“Let’s do it in a few days,” Lin Huaian sighed, “It’s quite troublesome to go out every time, because as soon as those mortals see me, they’ll pounce on me, not even afraid of spells.”

Su Yuan nodded repeatedly, indicating that Senior Brother indeed had such charm.

“You go to the guest room first.

There are three sets of spare large, medium, and small figure-hugging robes in the guest room.

Wear them temporarily,” Lin Huaian walked towards the door, opened the bedroom door, and said to Su Yuan behind him,

“What are you standing there for?

Follow me to the guest room.”

Su Yuan subconsciously followed him, but in her mind, a thought kept lingering—

Just now when Lin Huaian closed the closet, Su Yuan vaguely saw that inside, there seemed to be a long robe with a black base and gold trim.

Exactly the same as the immortal who appeared in front of her that rainy night.