"Not small? You're awfully confident. You wouldn't even rank here." Xiao Tian curled his lip. The Hu Jia before him was indeed not lacking, but every woman in his harem was exceptionally gifted by nature.
"Just look down and tell me—can you see your toes?"
Seeing the dismissive look in Xiao Tian's eyes, Hu Jia ground her teeth so hard they nearly cracked.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Hu Jia looked up, puzzled.
"As the saying goes, 'If you look down and cannot see your toes, you are a peerless beauty in this world.'"
Xiao Tian finished speaking and quickly walked away. Otherwise, she was about to explode.
Hu Jia blinked, then looked down at her own feet. Hmm, alright. She could see about half of her toes. If she tucked them back a little, she could hide them entirely. But even so, she still lost.
So infuriating! But she had no way to refute it. Compared to Xiao Tian's women, she had indeed lost—and utterly.
Hu Jia narrowed her eyes at Xiao Tian's retreating back, a thought forming in her mind. Could it be that this guy chooses women based on bust size alone?
"Damn it! Mine aren't small at all. I'll grow up sooner or later!" Hu Jia snorted. No matter what, she would stubbornly refuse to admit defeat.
"Ah, right, right, right. Yours are the biggest. Hahaha." Xiao Tian's perfunctory voice drifted back from the distance.
"Dare to mock me? Don't you run! See if I don't teach you a lesson!" Hu Jia bared her teeth and claws, chasing after him.
"You? Catch me first, then we'll talk."
"Don't you dare run! I'll make you taste the power of these little tiger teeth!"
Time flew by, and three months passed in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Tian was drinking tea in the lakeside pavilion, watching Yun Yun and the others instruct Xiao Meng and Xiao Ling. His cultivation had reached the Six Star Dou Zun level, and he now possessed four strands of Earth Thunder.
Suddenly, his hand paused mid-air.
The perception he had left by Zi Yan's light cocoon stirred. She was about to complete her breakthrough.
His body gradually dissipated, and when he reappeared, he stood beside the cocoon.
The light cocoon was now erupting with dazzling, intense radiance. It trembled continuously, and faint cracking sounds echoed one after another. Soon, visible fractures spread across its surface.
Then, the cocoon burst apart.
Intense purple light flooded the entire space. Through the glow, Xiao Tian saw a blurred figure inside—tall as an adult, far from Zi Yan's usual small form.
It seems her grown-up appearance is about to emerge, Xiao Tian thought.
As the light faded, the figure sharpened before his eyes.
Her jade-like body was bare, a faint purple glow lingering around her skin, giving her an enchanting, otherworldly air. Long, smooth purple hair cascaded down her back, spilling over her perky buttocks. Her mature figure was full-busted and curve-hipped, the baby fat of childhood gone. She was the image of a proper, fully-grown "big sister" type.
As if she had been inside for too long, Zi Yan habitually stretched her body. The movement perfectly accentuated her already curvaceous figure, making it sway with a natural, fluid grace.
Zi Yan opened her eyes, turned her head, and found Xiao Tian staring at her.
A playful mood instantly rose within her. Not minding her current state at all, she walked slowly toward him, her steps unhurried. Then, without warning, she pushed him back onto the chair behind him and straddled his lap.
A flicker of shyness flashed in her eyes before vanishing just as quickly.
"What, don't recognize me?" she asked.
Her voice was no longer that childish, immature tone. It was confident, composed, steady—an infectiously charming "big sister" voice.
Although Xiao Tian had long anticipated that Zi Yan's grown-up appearance would be stunning, seeing it with his own eyes still left him momentarily dumbfounded.
"So? How do I look now?" Zi Yan raised her chin slightly, her legs swaying gently with satisfaction. "I told you my grown-up form wouldn't be worse than theirs. Do you believe me now?"
"Alright, stop fooling around."
Xiao Tian, somewhat exasperated, gave her a light slap on the bottom. His palm met skin as smooth as mutton-fat jade.
Zi Yan caught his hand and guided it to her waist.
"Fooling around? I'm not fooling around." She leaned closer. "Am I not good-looking? Don't pretend. Most of your gaze is on me."
She extended a slender, jade-like finger and gently lifted his chin, forcing his gaze upward to meet hers.
Xiao Tian was momentarily stunned. Was he being teased? Had she mastered these skills instinctively after growing up? Before, her whole demeanor had been that of a simpleton.
"These are prepared for you. You probably can't maintain this form for long, right?" he said, retrieving a set of purple-gold robes from his storage ring.
"Oh? You prepared this for me?" Zi Yan examined the dress before her. It was form-fitting and dignified. "Did you know I would look like this?"
"No, I prepared it for the future," Xiao Tian said smoothly, not admitting a thing. "Put it on first. Otherwise, next time you transform, you'll appear like this again."
"This is what you once called possessiveness, right?" Zi Yan narrowed her eyes, a faint smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
She took the dress and examined it carefully. A knowing smile spread across her face, and her eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "I really like this dress. It feels perfectly suited to my current appearance."
Xiao Tian didn't respond, only smiled lightly. He had searched a long time to find a set of robes most fitting for Zi Yan's future role as the Dragon Emperor. When she later exuded more majesty, it would suit her even better.
Zi Yan placed the clothes back into his hands.
"I'll give you one chance to help me dress."
"Alright, great beauty Zi Yan."
Xiao Tian also retrieved a set of undergarments and safety shorts.
With Xiao Tian's assistance, Zi Yan was soon fully dressed. Once clothed, her face turned as red as a ripe tomato.
She secretly regretted the decision she had just made. She had also already forgotten the resolution she'd made in front of Xiao Huiying—that he could only look, not touch.
Xiao Tian appraised the Zi Yan before him. She was both alluringly mature and dashingly cool. In terms of aura, she subtly surpassed even Medusa, who held the title of queen.
Zi Yan was about to speak when an unusual green glow violently surged from within her body. Under that light, her body began to shrink at a visible rate.
Within a few breaths, she had reverted to the little girl in the white dress.
Zi Yan stared blankly at her own body. When she realized she had transformed back, her entire demeanor collapsed into silent frustration.
"Oh ho, the great beauty is gone, leaving only a little beauty."
Watching Xiao Tian gleefully mock her, Zi Yan didn't hesitate. She pounced on him without a word, her hands pinching his face without mercy.