I’m Writing a Diary in a Fantasy World — I Really Am Not a 'Cao Thief'! Chapter 152.1 : A Preventive Warning (Part 1)

Although the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land could not compare to Taihuang in terms of age-old inheritance or deep foundations, it was still, in the end, a Sacred Land.

Looking across the entire Eastern Profound Domain, it was an extrely powerful force.

After all, not just any faction was qualified to bear the title of "Sacred Land."

After pondering for a mont, Chu Ge found himself unable to reach an answer, so he stopped dwelling on it.

Everything could wait until he arrived at Wangjian City before taking action.

Sitting cross-legged, Chu Ge prepared to try out the newly obtained Great Zhou Heavenly Cycle Stellar Divine Canon.

But before he could imrse himself, a knock sounded at the door.

"Young master…"

From outside ca a tentative voice tinged with shyness.

Hearing this, Chu Ge knew imdiately who it was.

It was his newly accepted maid, Yuan Jue.

"Jue'er? Co in."

Chu Ge responded.

The next mont, with a soft creak, the door gently opened.

A strikingly beautiful figure stepped gracefully into the room.

The woman's face was coldly gorgeous, like frosted moonlight—brows shaped like distant hills, eyes narrow and deep, a delicate and refined nose, lips like cherries, naturally red without makeup.

Yet despite this inherently cold and glamorous appearance, her cheeks were now flushed crimson.

Her eyes, clear as autumn waters, shimred with ripples of light, her entire deanor shy and hesitant.

Chu Ge, however, understood perfectly why Yuan Jue looked this way.

Letting his gaze travel downward, he saw that she was still wearing a pale blue dress, but its style was vastly different from before.

Light, sheer silk clung tightly to her curvaceous figure, lifting her proud fullness high.

That abundant softness trembled slightly with each step she took, as if whispering silent temptation.

The dress featured several hollowed-out sections, revealing swaths of skin white as frost and snow.

Its tailoring hugged her curves perfectly, outlining her slender waist—thin as a willow branch, seeming fragile enough to grasp yet filled with latent strength.

The hem of the skirt was slit high up to the thigh. As Yuan Jue walked, her long, fair legs appeared and disappeared in turns, their lines smooth and elegant.

Every step carried an intangible allure, stirring the heart.

And her round, pert hips, emphasized by the tight fabric, appeared even fuller and more sensual—like a perfectly ripened peach, brimming with endless temptation and drawing the eye unconsciously.

Just like at this mont, Chu Ge's gaze was completely captured by the beautiful scene before him.

Under Chu Ge's unabashed scrutiny, Yuan Jue felt waves of embarrassnt surge through her heart—yet at the sa ti, a trace of secret delight arose.

To be able to captivate her young master so thoroughly filled her, as a maid, with mingled joy and pride.

She took a few more steps forward, coming right up to Chu Ge, deliberately allowing him to see her more clearly.

As she approached, Chu Ge could faintly catch a fragrant breeze, and he examined her new attire more carefully.

Previously, when Yuan Jue wore more conservative dresses, Chu Ge had not fully appreciated her charm.

Now, dressed this way, all her most eye-catching features were imdiately put on display.

Those aspects of a woman most capable of captivating attention were now revealed on Yuan Jue's body to their fullest extent.

Her bosom was full and uplifted, her waist slender yet supple, her jade-like legs long and straight, her hips round and plump—every single feature was exquisite.

Even her feet, at the very bottom, possessed an artistry-like beauty.

Smooth as satin, beautifully arched, lively and elegant like a crescent moon.

Her toes were long and well-proportioned, arranged neatly like a row of jade beads, suffused with a faint pink sheen—truly a masterpiece in their own right.

Even though Chu Ge had no particular fixation of that sort, he could not help but take a few extra glances.

At this mont, he also understood the aning behind Yuan Jue knocking at his door at this hour.

With such a beauty arriving in such splendid attire, her intentions needed no further explanation.