Chapter 712

Tang Ruan shook her head: "It's nothing really, I just suddenly felt my body was a bit strange, but when I tried to feel it carefully, I couldn't sense anything different."

"It must be the effect of the new gene. Give it a try."

"Okay…" Tang Ruan lowered her head, looking left and right, but she just couldn't find the trick of it.

"My lord, how do I do it?"

Tang Ruan looked over for help.

Zhao Chi said helplessly: "I don't know either. You'll just have to figure it out on your own."

"Oh… huh? My lord, quick, touch me!"

Tang Ruan pressed close, seeming to have discovered something.

Zhao Chi quickly reached out to touch her.

But it was still fine and soft, with no change.

Could it be… that's all there is to it?

No!

Zhao Chi suddenly sensed a change.

The first change wasn't felt by touch, but seen by the eye.

Right now Tang Ruan wasn't wearing clothes, and her entire body's skin was fair and tender, reflecting a lustrous sheen.

But gradually, Zhao Chi felt as if Tang Ruan's whole body had been coated in a layer of oil, the reflected sheen extraordinarily exaggerated.

It felt as if her entire body was gleaming with oil.

Now he touched her again.

It was no longer soft, but extremely slick.

Like touching a piece of lustrous jade.

"Tang Ruan, you seem to have turned into a Jade Maiden now. Your skin really does feel like the texture of Bai Yu."

Tang Ruan was also feeling her own skin.

As she moved, her body made a very faint rustling sound.

Like fine stones rubbing together, or like scales scraping.

Zhao Chi tapped lightly with his finger.

Clang! Clang!

The sound was crisp and clear.

Pressing down hard, her skin did dent a little, but there was considerable resistance.

Zhao Chi grabbed her ample pride.

The feel was also extremely slick, but likewise no longer soft—it was as if wrapped in a layer of fine, dense white jade scale armor.

So this was the Hardened Scale Skin.

Zhao Chi had thought she would be like a fish, growing scales all over her body.

So this was the effect.

At least visually, the change wasn't that great.

Zhao Chi raised his hand to touch her cheek—her cheek too was slick, jade-like skin.

His hand slid downward.

Even her private parts had protection now.

Truly comprehensive.

Tang Ruan was like a jade figure smeared with oil.

The light from the surrounding torches came in, and almost all of it was reflected back by her.

Tang Ruan stood in place, letting Zhao Chi explore her carefully.

Seeing that Zhao Chi had touched enough, she said: "My lord, I feel my flexibility is a bit weaker than before."

Zhao Chi nodded: "Of course. After all, your skin has hardened, so flexibility will definitely drop. It's like when you put on iron armor, it also affects movement speed, dodging, and so on."

"Mm, it really is that kind of feeling, but the impact isn't too big."

Tang Ruan reached out, squatted down, did the splits—all were still fairly smooth.

"My lord, I feel I'm also a bit heavier."

"Really? That I can actually measure."

Zhao Chi reached out and scooped her up horizontally.

Although there was no scale, Tang Ruan always asked him to carry her, so Zhao Chi knew her weight like the back of his hand.

"Mm… about 5-10 kilograms heavier. You're about the same weight as Gu Qing now."

Tang Ruan wrapped her arms around Zhao Chi's neck and said: "If that's the case, my speed is going to drop again."

Zhao Chi set her down gently: "It's fine, the speed difference won't be too much. And when you're moving around you don't need to condense this kind of scale skin—wait until combat to condense it."

"Okay."

"Next, we need to test the strength."

Zhao Chi picked up a knife from the side.

If it had been before, Zhao Chi definitely wouldn't have casually hurt Tang Ruan.

But as time went on, Zhao Chi understood Tang Ruan more and more.

Tang Ruan's talent had a great impact on her.

Zhao Chi had previously been reluctant to hurt her, but during training she would still end up covered in wounds.

All kinds of injuries appeared one after another.

And on purpose, at that.

But she also had the gift of accelerated self-healing, recovering quickly after every wound.

She was very much hoping Zhao Chi would lay a heavier hand on her, instead of giving her backside a light little pat.

So Zhao Chi no longer entertained those prudish thoughts.

Since she truly wanted it, he went along with her.

Just as Gu Qing often asked him to be faster, deeper, and rougher, Zhao Chi always obliged.

The Zhaochibu Society would not slow down, go shallower, or be gentler for fear of hurting Gu Qing.

If he did that, Gu Qing would really pounce on him and eat him alive.

The same went for Tang Ruan.

Every time Zhao Chi struck a little harder, Tang Ruan grinned with relish.

That let Zhao Chi set aside his psychological burden.

So, when Zhao Chi brought out the blade, Tang Ruan broke into a smile as well.

"My lord, go ahead!"

Tang Ruan watched him with eager anticipation.

Zhao Chi said, "Bear with me. I'll test your cheek, neck, arm, chest, waist, hips, legs, and feet separately — and perhaps… between your legs as well."

Hearing that, Tang Ruan could barely hold back: "Yes~ my lord, hurry up~"

First, the arm.

Although Tang Ruan's body felt firm to the touch, she was, after all, wearing nothing at all.

Hacking at her directly with a blade was still a bit excessive.

Twenty percent force.

One slash.

Smack!

"Eek~"

A crisp sound, a crisp cry.

Like striking jade.

"How are you?" Zhao Chi asked quickly.

Tang Ruan giggled, "It startled me, but I didn't feel a thing."

Zhao Chi hurriedly looked at the wound.

But what wound was there?

Tang Ruan's arm was completely unharmed, with only a faint white scratch.