Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

"Sect Master, should we... continue to defend?" a deputy from the Enforcement Hall asked in a low voice.

The sect leader remained silent for a long time, finally stuffing the spent cartridge into his robes and spitting out a sentence through gritted teeth:

"Pass down the order: assign a few skilled men to stay behind and keep watch. Report any news immediately. Everyone else, pack your bags."

"Move everything that can be moved from the Scripture Pavilion and Alchemy Room; destroy what can't be moved. Before dawn tomorrow, the entire sect must evacuate to the secret passage at the mountaintop."

When the order was passed down, almost everyone, from the law enforcement disciples to the outer sect servants, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Nobody wants to stay behind and become cannon fodder.

That elusive and ruthless plague god was the most sinister thing they had ever seen in their lives.

The next morning, when Lin Mo woke up, Long Qingxue was no longer in bed.

She sat on the living room sofa, her beautiful legs propped up on the coffee table, staring blankly at a morning news clip on her phone screen. The screen was broadcasting a report on a national conference being held in a certain place. She didn't understand the political jargon, but the solemn and dignified meeting room and the neatly arranged seats of the delegates on the screen captivated her.

"Stop looking, let's change your clothes first, and I'll take you out to buy some new outfits."

Lin Mo pulled out a set of his own sportswear from the closet and handed it to her.

Long Qingxue took the clothes, unfolded them, and looked at them. They were completely different from the gauze robes she was used to wearing.

She awkwardly put it on, and once it was on, the length was just right for her tall figure, only a little loose because she was too thin.

A stunningly beautiful face with fair skin peeked out from the neckline, exuding a touch of languid and casual charm.

"Just wear this for now, I'll buy you a proper one when we get to the mall."

Riding their electric scooter, the two headed straight for the largest shopping mall in the city center.

Along the way, Long Qingxue looked around curiously, just like a curious child.

The mall was packed with people on the weekend, and a promotional event was underway in the atrium on the first floor, with music blasting loudly.

The moment Long Qingxue followed Lin Mo through the revolving door, she felt as if she had been nailed to the spot; she had never seen such a place before.

A crystal chandelier, more than ten stories high, hangs from the dome. The four walls are covered with white tiles that are so shiny they can be used as mirrors. The air is filled with the sweet smell of perfume and popcorn. People on the escalator rise and fall slowly like flowing water.

Every detail was impacting her mind.

But those who are truly impacted are the people inside the shopping mall.

The moment Long Qingxue walked through the revolving door in that ill-fitting tracksuit, at least seven or eight people around her stopped in their tracks.

She was just over 1.7 meters tall, wearing a pair of Lin Mo's old slippers. Her oversized sportswear couldn't hide her slender and well-proportioned body, which was almost perfect. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders. She wasn't wearing makeup, and her face even had a sleepy look on it, but her face itself was a visual feast.

Her pale skin appeared almost white under the mall's harsh lights, and her delicate features resembled those of a meticulously retouched movie poster. Yet, her expression was indifferent and aloof, showing both curiosity and disregard for everything around her—a veritable cold-faced female lead straight out of an ancient costume drama.

The female shop assistant at the jewelry counter on the first floor forgot the gold necklace she was holding, someone tripped on the escalator on the second floor, and several men by the railing on the third floor turned their phone cameras around in unison.

Whispers followed them, with some muttering, "Is it some celebrity?" while others were already scrolling through Weibo's trending topics, trying to find the connection.

Seeing this, Lin Mo regretted not bringing a mask for Long Qingxue when they went out.

Ignoring the stares around them, Lin Mo led her to the Apple flagship store, where they bought two of the latest smartphones and a tablet. Then, he took Long Qingxue to a women's clothing brand store.

This shop mainly sells mature women's style clothes and high heels. I picked out a few sexy outfits and handed them to Long Qingxue.

When Long Qingxue came out of the fitting room, she had changed into a beige fitted knit dress and Valentino shoes.

Her entire demeanor instantly transformed from her previous languid and casual air to that of a stunningly beautiful young woman.

"Is it pretty?"

Long Qingxue turned around and asked herself uncertainly in the mirror.

She had only ever worn gauze robes and prison clothes in her life, and never imagined that her legs could be wrapped in such a shape by a pair of trousers.

"nice."

Lin Mo couldn't wait to swipe his card to pay the bill, and then pulled her to the restroom.

After their battle, Lin Mo took her to the Urban Beauty store on the second floor and picked out a few sets of Real Man Accelerators.

As soon as Lin Mo left the City Beauty store, his gaze was instantly drawn to Balenciaga, which was standing nearby.

The shelves in this store are neatly arranged with all kinds of stockings in various styles and colors: letter stockings, garter stockings, pantyhose, over-the-knee stockings, fishnet stockings, lace-trimmed stockings, polka dot stockings, from pure white to deep black, from flesh color to burgundy, covering almost all categories that can be used to stack critical hit buffs.

Seeing this, Lin Mo decisively pulled Long Qingxue inside.

"What are these?" Long Qingxue picked up a pair of black stockings in front of the cabinet, examined them under the light for a long time, her expression as serious as if she were studying some sacred text.

Just as Lin Mo was about to speak, he suddenly caught sight of two familiar figures out of the corner of his eye.

Li Jing was walking over from the other end of the shop, arm in arm with a man.

The man looked to be in his thirties or forties, overweight, with his suit buttons bulging from his belly, his slicked-back hair neatly combed, a gold chain around his neck, and half a Rolex on his wrist.

Li Jing was wearing a tight-fitting bodycon dress and high heels. Half of her body was pressed against the man as she pointed in a coquettish voice at a row of stockings and designer bags on the shelf next to them:

"Director Chen, I want this, and this bag too~"

"My card is at its spending limit today, maybe next time~"

The man gave a perfunctory reply, his gaze brazenly sweeping over the waitress's legs.

When he inadvertently turned his head and glanced at Long Qingxue, he was as if he had been struck by something, and his eyes instantly went blank.

He had seen countless beautiful women, directors, and all types of women, but this woman in front of him was different.

That face, that aura, that innate, arrogant arrogance, yet her figure and attire were incredibly sexy.

The contrast is absolutely extreme!

In all his years in the entertainment industry, this was the closest thing to "stunning beauty" he had ever seen.

Compared to her, Li Jing next to her was simply a little girl who hadn't grown up yet.

He shook off Li Jing, straightened his suit collar, put on what he thought was a charming smile, and took two steps forward to extend his hand to Long Qingxue:

"Hello, miss. My name is Chen Jing, and I'm a director. With your looks and qualifications, you could easily be the lead actress in a movie. Are you interested?"

At first, Li Jing didn't realize what was going on, but when she saw Long Qingxue, her face immediately fell.

She excitedly stepped forward, hugged Chen Jing's arm, and acted coquettishly:

"Director Chen, didn't you say I was already cast as the female lead?"

Chen Jing glanced at her impatiently, her tone clearly dismissive:

"This young lady's temperament and looks are indeed more suitable. We'll talk about you again in your next project."