Conquer the other worlds with abandon, they've fallen in love with me!

Upon reaching the village entrance, the two disembarked from the carriage and headed towards Bell's farm.

"It's not appropriate to leave the herbs with Arya, as I'll be coming over every day." Lin Yu placed the large bag of herbs on the table in the courtyard.

"OK."

Belle placed the paper bag on the table, unwrapped it, and took out the dress to hold it up against her body.

"It fits quite well. You have a sharp eye, kid. You were able to tell my size so accurately."

"Go change and see." Lin Yu sat down in the chair and crossed his legs.

Belle hesitated for a moment, then hugged her dress and went inside, closing the door behind her.

About five minutes later, the door reopened.

When Bell came out, Lin Yu was watching a few chickens fighting in the corner of the yard.

He turned his head when he heard the noise.

The pale yellow long dress, fitted at the waist and flared out at the hem, accentuated Belle's figure.

The neckline was lower than her usual clothes, revealing a large expanse of fair skin below her collarbone. Her breasts stretched the fabric taut, and the cleavage between them was faintly visible.

Her waist was cinched very narrow, creating a contrast with her wide hips. The skirt flared out below, and the fabric swayed as she walked, revealing her ankles and a section of her calves.

Bell wasn't wearing boots; instead, he wore a pair of flat cloth shoes, exposing the insteps of his feet, which were glowing white.

Her hair was loose, draped over her shoulders, and her tail peeked out from the opening of her skirt, hanging down her back with the end slightly curled.

Belle stood in the doorway, clutching her skirt with both hands, and asked, "How is it?"

Her voice was muffled, with an unusual shyness.

Lin Yu looked around and nodded slightly, saying, "It looks good."

Bell looked up, her face flushed, but she couldn't help but smile.

"real?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Lin Yu stood up, walked up to her, and looked her up and down.

"You really should change out of that work uniform; this one suits you better."

Belle bit her lip, unsure of what to do with her hands, and finally grabbed the tip of her tail and rubbed it back and forth.

"Stop rubbing, or you'll go bald," Lin Yu said.

Bell glared at him, but there was no anger in his eyes; he simply crossed his arms and said:

"You brat, you think you're so good at talking."

The gesture of crossing her arms accentuated her curves; the long dress hugged her full bust, her waist was cinched to a very thin waist, and her legs beneath the hem were straight and long.

Belle noticed Lin Yu's gaze, her ears turned a little redder, she lowered her hand, and awkwardly tugged at her skirt.

"Alright, alright, have you seen enough?" She turned around, her back to Lin Yu, and walked into the house, her tail swaying gently behind her.

"The stuff is all here, use it however you like, I need to go get my work done today."

"Mmm," Lin Yu responded, his gaze lingering on her graceful back. He paused, then added:

"I think you would look quite good wearing stockings."

Bell didn't stop walking, but his shoulders twitched slightly.

"Okay!" She waved without turning her head and went to the farmyard through the back door.

Lin Yu looked away and began to organize the things he had bought that day.

The medicinal herbs were sorted and placed neatly, the tools were set up on the worktable, the crucibles were washed clean, and the grinders were polished.

Everything is ready.

Lin Yu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his gaze had become focused and calm.

Then Lin Yu extended his right hand, palm down, and hovered it above the crucible.

This is the first attempt to channel one's own "energy"—let's call it magic for now.

He closed his eyes, trying to sense his internal body.

At first, there was only chaotic darkness.

But soon, a faint yet clear sensation of flow emerged from deep within my abdomen, like a warm stream, slowly spreading along some invisible path to my limbs and bones.

Lin Yu tried to use his consciousness to touch and guide that warm current.

The warm current paused slightly, then obediently changed direction, following the veins in the arm and converging towards the palm.

A peculiar tingling sensation came from my palm, like countless tiny electric currents running through my skin.

Lin Yu opened his eyes. The air between his palm and the crucible distorted slightly, creating a faint golden ripple that was almost invisible.

The dry medicinal materials at the bottom of the crucible began to tremble gently under the influence of an invisible force, and their surface gradually became moist.

Is this magic?

It feels...not unfamiliar, just like breathing and heartbeat, it's a function that the body inherently possesses, it's just that it has never been awakened or used before.

With a slight thought, Lin Yu's warm current flowed from his palm, becoming steady and continuous.

The vibrations of the medicinal herbs became regular, and the subtle medicinal power was gently extracted and blended by the magic.

The whole process went surprisingly smoothly.

The experiences in his mind, as if they had been rehearsed a thousand times, now naturally guided his every move.

The strength, angle, and duration of the magic output... every detail is just right.

There was no hesitation whatsoever, nor any sign of losing control.

It's as if he was born with this skill.

Lin Yu's lips curled into a very faint smile.

It seems that "The Encyclopedia of Potions" gave him far more than just knowledge of identifying ingredients and recipes.

It also imprinted the basic instinct of "using magic to concoct potions" into his physical memory.

Lin Yu withdrew his hand, and the tingling sensation in his palm quickly subsided.

At the bottom of the crucible, a small pool of blue liquid was emitting a refreshing aroma.

The first potion Lin Yu concocted was a cleaning potion. Although the quantity was small, it was undoubtedly a success.

Lin Yu then extinguished the flames, used a long-handled spoon to scoop out the liquid medicine, and poured it into a prepared glass bottle.

The liquid glowed faintly in the bottle, emitting a fresh herbal scent.

After all this was done, the last rays of the setting sun sank below the horizon.

In the farmyard, Bell lit a lantern, its dim yellow light swaying in the night.

She was still busy, milking the last cow before carrying the bucket toward the warehouse.

Lin Yu stood up and stretched his shoulders, then walked to the window and looked at the tall, busy figure in the distance.

The night breeze carried the scent of grass and cow dung, along with a faint hint of milk.

Bell came out of the warehouse, wiped his hands with his apron, and looked up in this direction.

The two looked at each other across the courtyard.

Lin Yu pushed open the back door and walked out.

"Are you leaving?" Bell asked.

"Okay." Lin Yu nodded. "That's enough for today, we'll come back tomorrow."

Bell didn't say anything, turned around and walked to the well, drew up a bucket of water and washed his hands.

With a splash of water, she shook the water droplets off her hands, straightened up, and looked at Lin Yu.

"Um..." She paused, as if she wanted to say something, but then swallowed it back: "Be careful on the road."

"I know," Lin Yu said.

He turned and walked toward the farm gate, but stopped after a few steps and looked back.

Belle was still standing by the well, the light from the lantern illuminating her profile, her eyelashes casting a small shadow beneath her eyes.

"Oh, right," Lin Yu said.

Bell looked up at him.

"The skirt," Lin Yu pointed to the long skirt she was wearing, "is inconvenient for working."

Belle paused for a moment, glanced down at her new dress, and her expression became somewhat subtle.

"But I still think you look better in it—" Lin Yu continued:

"That blue potion on the table is for cleaning. Just a few drops in water will clean your dress."

Bell looked in the direction Lin Yu pointed and saw the glass bottle on the table inside the room.

The bottle shimmered with a pale blue light under the lamplight, and looked very clean.

Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she only uttered two words.

Thanks.

"You're welcome." Lin Yu waved his hand and turned to continue walking towards the gate.

This time he didn't look back.

The wooden gate creaked open and then gently closed again.

The footsteps faded into the distance.

Bell stood there, watching Lin Yu's figure disappear into the night.

A night breeze swept by, and she shivered slightly, hugging her arms and rubbing them.

He then turned and went into the house, picking up the bottle of cleaning potion from the table.

The bottle felt cool to the touch.

She uncorked the cork, brought it to her nose, and smelled it.

It has a very refreshing scent, like grass after the rain, with a touch of minty coolness.

It definitely smells much better than the cheap cleaning agents sold at the market.

Bell re-corked the bottle and carefully placed it on the cabinet.

She looked down at her dress, touched the fabric, and a smile unconsciously curved her lips.

"I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful... little brother..." she muttered softly.

Outside the window, the night had become completely dark.

In the distance, the lights of Holm village twinkled, appearing especially warm in the darkness.