Qing Ye, naturally, was excited about exposing Ying Huanhuan. As the mastermind behind this, he constantly emitted his spiritual energy to sense the emotions of the spying group. When he turned around to describe the scenery to Ying Huanhuan, he would also observe the expressions of the followers. The more they looked and the happier they were, the more excited Qing Ye became, his eyes filled with lust.
The herb gatherers following behind were naturally enjoying the sight. Although so much time had passed and Ying Huanhuan's clothes hadn't changed much, the view was still quite appealing. Her upper garment wasn't particularly attractive, so the followers' gazes were fixed on her lower body. The pink panties, barely visible through the white lace trim, were incredibly alluring. The tantalizing glimpse of what they saw, yet couldn't quite see, was captivating. The followers were all breathing heavily; if Lin Dong hadn't helped them, Ying Huanhuan would have surely noticed.
Speaking of Lin Dong, he was naturally excited as well. After all, he was Ying Huanhuan's husband, completely different from Qing Ye, with whom he seemed to have a close relationship. Ying Huanhuan was always his wife, and now, under the schemes of other men, her body was being passively exposed to the gaze of several other men. How could he not be excited?
Moreover, his excitement wasn't just from his followers; a portion also lay with Qing Ye, providing an additional source of excitement. He was also secretly aiding his followers. If Qing Ye was exposing the girl she liked, Lin Dong was helping other men expose his wife, making it easier for the men spying on her.
Lin Dong secretly chuckled to himself. Compared to the stifling feeling of being stuck at home last time, he felt much more exhilarated now. Although he had seen other men spying on Ying Huanhuan then, he only found out afterward. Now, he not only witnessed other men spying but also secretly assisted them, making it easier for them to see. This gave him a sense of pleasure in exposing his beloved wife. In the mental record, he was merely a spectator; now he was an executor. Perhaps just watching was also enjoyable, but Lin Dong felt he was better suited to the current situation—watching and acting simultaneously.
After following for a few more minutes, Lin Dong's eyes brightened slightly. A small change had occurred, but not with Ying Huanhuan. Her clothes remained the same as before; the change lay in the terrain. Led by Qing Ye, Ying Huanhuan had begun to ascend the mountain. The white lace trim around her waist barely covered her lower body; from a higher vantage point, it was merely decoration, offering no further concealment. However, she was only climbing slowly, not very high, so Lin Dong could only see a pinkish line at the bottom. But he was certain that it wouldn't be long before her undergarments were fully exposed to his followers.
Lin Dong continued walking forward. He felt that the route they were taking was intentional on the company's part, as they had now ascended from the small slope to a relatively steep hillside. Lin Dong watched as his wife climbed higher and higher, and his view from behind also increased dramatically. From this angle, the white lace trim around Ying Huanhuan's waist had risen considerably, and Lin Dong could now see about a third of her pink panties. After walking for a long time, the panties had gradually sunk into her buttocks, exposing a large expanse of her snow-white buttocks. This view was likely already visible to their followers, but Lin Dong felt this was probably the limit in the area; there didn't seem to be any higher mountains nearby, which made him feel somewhat disappointed.
Just as Lin Dong was feeling regretful, he sensed one of his followers slowly bending over. The person raised their head and continued walking forward while still bent over. It was then that Lin Dong realized that since the slope of the mountain wasn't steep enough, they could simply raise the angle artificially. Lin Dong felt a strange mix of amusement and exasperation. He had never considered such a thing before, when he wasn't exposing his beautiful wife, but now he was learning something odd. And once one followed, another would follow. Soon, Lin Dong sensed a second person bending over, and then his followers followed suit, bending over one after another. Lin Dong touched the tip of his nose with his left index finger, smiled, and then bent over as well.
"Hmm..." When Lin Dong lowered his waist and looked up, he couldn't help but gasp in surprise. From below, he could now see almost half of Ying Huanhuan's panties. And now, it wasn't just her snow-white buttocks that were visible; the artificially raised angle had filled in the missing curve of the mound, allowing Lin Dong to see part of Ying Huanhuan's mons pubis, covered by the panties. Because of the long walk, the panties clung tightly to Ying Huanhuan's lower body, further highlighting the beautiful shape of her vulva. It looked like a small hill bulging with buried treasure, making one want to lift the last piece of fabric and find the treasure inside. Lin Dong understood why his followers had bent over and never straightened up again—they had seen his beloved wife's vulva covered by her panties.
Ying Huanhuan was completely unaware that someone was spying on her lower body. She was confident that her dress was practically knee-length, and under normal circumstances, unless someone was lying directly beneath her looking up, it would be impossible to see what was underneath. Therefore, she hadn't considered covering herself. However, she never expected Qing Ye to make the back of her dress transparent, unknowingly exposing her lower body to several strangers.
Ying Huanhuan's uphill climb continued, and her followers continued to walk with their backs bent. While this might be difficult to balance for ordinary people, they were cultivators. Although their strength hadn't reached the Nirvana Realm, they could manage this slight bending, and the bushes also helped them conceal themselves.
Lin Dong, like his followers, walked with a stooped posture, also peeping at his wife's exposed lower body. It was the first time he'd ever seen his wife from such a strange angle, but perhaps because several others were spying with him, he didn't feel disgusted; instead, he felt a little excited. The longer they followed, the more he saw his wife exposed to these strange men.
If Ying Huanhuan were just standing there, it wouldn't be much of a sight to behold; she'd simply be a single, unremarkable figure. But when she moved, it was a different story. Every time Ying Huanhuan moved, Lin Dong could see her thighs moving, causing her underpants to bulge. With each step, the underpants tightened around her lower body, making her snowy buttocks appear even more prominent. Large swathes of her white skin were dazzlingly exposed, swaying with her movements like a beautifully decorated, ripe white peach, tempting one to take a bite. Of course, the followers only thought about it; they didn't have the guts. Not only was there a man beside the girl, but the girl's strength alone made her far beyond their capabilities.
And it wasn't just Ying Huanhuan's snowy buttocks that changed; her mons pubis also stunned her followers. Each time Ying Huanhuan took a step, her legs spread wider and wider, and with each tug on her panties, the entire outline of her vulva was revealed. Especially one time, when Ying Huanhuan was about to step over a protruding rock in the hillside, her left foot was planted firmly on the ground, while her right leg was bent high in front of her, her right knee already higher than her hip, before her right foot finally touched the rock. At this moment, because of the wide span of her legs, her panties clung tightly to her lower body. Not only was the outline of her vulva visible, but even the tiny slit in the middle of her vulva was displayed on the panties. Just seeing that, Lin Dong could feel the breathing of the nearby followers become heavy, which made Lin Dong even more excited. This kind of voyeuristic scenery seemed quite interesting, but unfortunately, this beautiful sight only appeared once.