Chapter 819: White Silk Jade Soldier

Ge Lei Xiu confirmed in the same Calm tone.

Heimu thought about it in his mind.

Kesi Mo wore pink, and the sight itself was worth mocking.

But considering that Aha's pleasure entry can warp the Golden Descendant's behavior pattern into a completely different dimension, making a heroic prodigy who normally doesn't wear pink suddenly don pink actually falls into the milder tier of the entry's effects.

However, for now this is just speculation.

She needs more evidence.

Heimu took the Crystal Flower out of the dark layer.

One side of the transparent petals was a faint pink, left after Ying's previous contact.

She approached the Big Yellow Duck and handed the Crystal Flower to Ge Lei Xiu.

"Give it a feel."

Ge Lei Xiu tilted her head, looked at the Crystal Flower, extended a hand, and gently brushed a petal with her fingertip.

In that instant, a layer of blue slowly appeared on the colorless petals of the Crystal Flower.

It was ice‑blue, exactly matching Ge Lei Xiu's hair color.

The blue seeped from the petal edges toward the center, like ink slowly spreading on rice paper.

Pink and blue each occupied several petals on the same Crystal Flower, not blending, each quietly emitting a very faint, gentle glow.

Heimu lifted the Crystal Flower up to his eyes.

As expected.

It matched her hypothesis perfectly.

The mechanism behind the Crystal Flower's color change is neither time nor location, but contact with different heroic prodigies.

Each time it contacts a heroic prodigy, another color appears on the petals.

Pink is Ying, blue is Ge Lei Xiu.

If this hypothesis is correct, then once all petals are dyed different colors, the Crystal Flower will probably trigger some change that she cannot yet comprehend.

And the behind‑the‑scenes figure who placed the Crystal Flower on the corridor carpet is guiding her in this way, or more precisely, playing a color‑collecting game with her.

She retrieved the Crystal Flower back into the dark layer, deciding to temporarily refrain from voicing thoughts like "Your Letu heroic prodigies have all turned into palettes."

After Ying confirmed that Ge Lei Xiu's body was unharmed, her expression relaxed a little.

She crouched beside Ge Lei Xiu, carefully flipping a few strands by Ge Lei Xiu's ear, checking that there were no green markings underneath.

Ge Lei Xiu sat quietly on the edge of the Big Yellow Duck, allowing Ying to examine.

Milky‑white sea breeze brushed over, making her ice‑blue hair flutter lightly, and the golden hair ornament swayed gently among the strands.

Occasionally she asked in a soft voice a few questions: whether she felt dizzy, any soreness, or if she had nightmares while sleeping earlier.

Ge Lei Xiu answered, her tone and expression returning to the shy, gentle demeanor characteristic of little Ge Lei Xiu.

Heimu glanced at this long‑separated, or rather "children who suddenly grew up and don't know how to get along" heroic prodigy pair, then silently turned and walked toward the edge of the cube.

She crouched, pressed one hand on her knee, and reached the other hand toward the water's surface.

The instant her fingertip touched the milky sea water, the System Panel popped up in her view.

A rotating loading icon was turning slowly at an infuriatingly slow speed.

Estimated completion time: the system gave no estimate.

No percentage either.

Only that damned spinning circle, turning so slowly it reminded her of a certain file‑sharing site's heroic speed when downloading a zero‑byte file.

She withdrew her hand, stood upright, and lowered her head to stare at the unfathomable darkness beneath the water's surface.

A massive shadow still drifted slowly in the far distance, its outline blurred beyond recognition.

She wanted to speed‑run.

The cheat was clearly in her hand; she could simply max out the permission value to unlock the entire Past World Paradise data stream, but now she could only perform tiny actions, like lifting a Big Yellow Duck from the sea surface.

Directly altering the permission would trigger the restriction set by Aha, and the system log would probably gain a line like "Cute girls don't cheat, you know??".

She looked at the darkness and muttered softly.

The content was uncivilized, omitted here.

At that moment, a sound came from behind.

First came Ying's voice, noticeably higher in pitch than before, "Ge Lei Xiu, you—"

Laced with a struggle to speak.

Then the sound of a metal buckle being released.

Heimu turned around.

Ge Lei Xiu sat upright on the edge of the Big Yellow Duck, one leg propped on the other knee, both hands unfastening the metal buckles on the side of her black short boots.

Her movements were slow and meticulous, as if disassembling a delicate instrument that required careful handling.

The accessories on her golden belt lightly clinked with each motion, producing a crisp sound.

The metal buckle released, the boot slid off her foot, landing on the inflatable plastic surface with a "pop".

Then the other one.

Ge Lei Xiu placed the two boots side by side next to the duck.

The black leather was arranged neatly on the white inflatable plastic, the gold details at the boot tops faintly reflecting.

Then she lowered her legs, her feet wrapped in white silk directly stepping onto the inflatable plastic surface.

The Jade Soldier gently curled within the thin white silk and then relaxed, the stocking material stretched slightly translucent, revealing the smooth contour beneath.

The ankles were slender, rising only a shallow curve beneath the white silk.

The arches formed a smooth curve, each inch from heel to toe tightly encased by the ultra‑thin white silk, like a second skin.

The white silk on the soles became slightly more transparent, faintly revealing the pinkish skin beneath.

Both feet stood quietly on the warm yellow surface of the inflatable plastic, white to the point of almost glowing.

Ge Lei Xiu lifted her head expressionlessly, gazing calmly at Ying with her light‑purple eyes.

"The shoes are uncomfortable."

Ying opened her mouth, then closed it, then opened it again.

Her fox ears twitched, and her gray‑purple eyes were filled with complex emotion.

In the end she didn't utter a single word.

Heimu stood at the edge of the cube, staring at that pair of white‑silk jade pawns.

The sea breeze blew in, lifting Ge Lei Xiu's ice‑blue strands lightly, and her gold hair ornament swayed among her hair.

She sat quietly on the edge of the Big Yellow Duck, her legs together and slightly tilted to one side; the white‑silk‑wrapped calves glowed with a soft light against the warm‑yellow inflatable plastic.

Her toe tip lightly touched the duck's surface, and the texture of the stockings drew a few lines on the back of her foot with that subtle motion.

Heimu's throat rolled up and down once.

In her mind a terribly disappointing voice welled up from a deep‑buried corner, wanting to…… t

Then she jerked her head around, her gray‑white hair whipping out a sharp arc in the air.

The brim's shadow covered most of her face, revealing only a portion of her jawline.

The muscles of her jaw were tense, her teeth clenched, and her lips pressed into a stiff straight line.

Not good.

She raised her hand and pinched her own brow hard with her fingers.

In her mind a fierce self‑critique was raging—that's the little Ge Lei Xiu!

Although she is now the big Ge Lei Xiu, she's still fundamentally Ge Lei Xiu!

She's just a child!

Who dares to lay a hand on her!

She can't even tie her own shoelaces—no, she can tie them but she just took off her shoes!

But that's not the point!

The point is she's still a child!

She took a deep breath, forced that uncontrollable little voice back into the deepest recess of her mind, and with an almost violent will locked her gaze onto the distant half‑statue of Ailixiya.

The half‑statue of Ailixiya still kept its slight head‑tilt pose, its chibi face turned toward her, its half‑lidded eyes seeming to say, "What's wrong, Black Curtain Lady? What are you looking at?"

Heimu cursed silently.

Although she indeed has no "little head"—that organ doesn't exist physiologically—this doesn't prevent the thoughts of her big head from arising in certain situations, giving her the urge to slap herself twice.

Desire overruling reason—what's that called? Being "over the top".

Today she actually got all worked up over a pair of white‑silk little feet.

If word got out that this Emperor III incarnation's reputation, it could just be tossed into the sea.