Douluo Continent: I possess astonishing wisdom as I control energy!

She stared intently at the boy not far ahead, her mind racing, but ultimately...

As if she couldn't face her own shame, she closed her eyes, then resignedly reached out and began to gently unbutton her clothes.

Chapter 195 Slowly Adjusting the Shape of the Dragon King's Daughter

Gu Yue's outfit today is the standard female uniform of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, which generally comes in two styles, such as the white version that Miss Meng often wears, and the black version that Gu Yue is wearing.

She wore a black Western-style coat over a pure white shirt, and a knee-length black pleated skirt with black pantyhose that accentuated the girl's beautiful and full leg lines.

At this moment, Gu Yue's eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress something.

She had taken off her black uniform jacket and casually draped it over the equipment beside her.

Her hand was resting on the buttons of her white shirt.

The top few buttons were undone, revealing a fair and slender neck and delicate collarbone, as well as a chest curve that rose and fell slightly with her breath, a curve that Hyotei could never achieve in her lifetime.

The collar of her shirt was slightly open, revealing glimpses of her delicate skin beneath. Gu Yue's face wore an expression that was both resigned and inexplicably humiliated; her lips were tightly pressed together, devoid of any color.

Below, her black pleated mini-skirt had been removed and casually placed aside, leaving the girl wearing only a half-undone white shirt and black pantyhose covering her legs.

Black pantyhose clung tightly to her skin, clearly outlining the rounded curves of her thighs and the slender lines of her calves.

Under the soft laboratory lights, her slightly fleshy legs, encased in black stockings, gleamed with an inexplicable sheen.

At this moment, the girl stood there, her body slightly tense, with a feeling that she seemed about to explode at any moment, yet was firmly bound by some invisible constraint.

Her slender fingertips trembled slightly, pausing briefly in mid-air. With her eyes closed and lips pursed, her fingertips touched the last button of her shirt, preparing to unbutton it.

next moment,

"Stop it."

Kong Ming's calm voice rang out, and Gu Yue's movements abruptly stopped.

She opened her eyes, and instead of the expected ease, her dark, jade-like eyes held an emptiness and lifelessness like still water.

She looked at Kong Ming'an, her voice trembling slightly: "What? What else do you want to do to me?"

She practically spat out those last few words through gritted teeth.

Kong Ming'an stood still, a faint blue light flickering in his eyes, his gaze calm and unwavering. "That's enough."

A faint ripple appeared in Gu Yue's eyes, her sense of humiliation intensifying: "Are you playing me? Or is this the kind of attitude you wanted to see me in?"

"I'm not that perverse, I just want to confirm some things."

Gu Yue frowned, not believing a word.

She looked into Kong Ming'an's eyes, which held a gaze that seemed to have stripped her clothes off inch by inch, revealing every inch of her body completely.

That look made her uncomfortable, giving her the feeling that she had become a toy in the other person's hands, to be played with at will.

"Tell me, is that a look you're giving me because I'm not interested?" Gu Yue said through gritted teeth.

"I never said I wasn't interested in you," Kong Ming'an readily admitted.

To be fair, the Dragon King's daughter before me is beautiful, whether she has black hair and black eyes or silver hair and purple eyes.

Similar to the feeling he had when he first met Xue Di, in his eyes, Gu Yue exuded a unique beauty—a beauty that was untouched yet full of pure and natural charm.

The flow of energy within her body, the connections between nodes, and the structure of every inch of her skin and bones all achieve an ultimate harmony.

This unique nature of his existence led him to instinctively entertain some extreme thoughts after first seeing the Dragon King's daughter in person.

For example, why not just ask the God of Destruction to kill the other person, then he can take away that perfect body and dissect it in detail?

Of course, despite his wild speculations, he didn't actually do that. Instead, he proceeded with the established plan, guiding the process step by step until the contract was signed, leading to the current situation.

Compared to a cold corpse, the Dragon King's daughter, who is still alive and willing to cooperate with him, is far more valuable.

From the moment he began, he had maintained his energy vision, openly observing and recording every detail of Gu Yue's body.

In a sense, he had just "seen beauties as white bones," and he wasn't actually trembling with fear.

The reason his request was somewhat strange was largely because he wanted to see how far this proud Dragon Queen would compromise for the sake of her people.

However, the result was somewhat unexpected. The Dragon King's daughter was even more determined than he had anticipated. For the sake of her sense of responsibility, she would obey his orders even if she felt humiliated.

However, this is fine.

Miss Dragon King's attitude proves that if he makes more in-depth, or perhaps more unconventional, requests in the future, she will grit her teeth and agree.

He can even gradually raise the other person's acceptance threshold.

This time it was an outer garment and a skirt, and the other person looked like they wanted to kill him. But after a few more times, they will gradually get used to it, and their aversion will greatly decrease.

Then he could go further, for example, next time it could be those black pantyhose, or a more fitted lining, or even a change of clothes.

Miss Dragon King would instinctively think, "Since I've already taken off everything else, it won't matter if I take off one more layer."

This is a subtle and gradual "adjustment".

Like ceding territory to sue for peace, today they cede five cities, tomorrow ten.

Once Miss Dragon King agrees at the beginning, he can gradually erode her psychological defenses until, even if her heart is filled with resistance and humiliation, her body will habitually and obediently carry out his commands.

Even if she regrets it afterward, she'll find a reason to make amends and convince herself.

You may say you don't want to, but your body will tell a different story.

Kong Ming'an paused slightly, his expression suddenly becoming somewhat subtle.

Hmm, something seems off? The more I look at my method, the more it seems like I'm doing some kind of "adjustment of teaching"?

His gaze fell once again on Gu Yue's exquisite face, a face etched with humiliation, eyes cold and filled with a desire to tear him to pieces, yet forced to suppress and endure.

Kong Ming'an paused slightly, then shook his head.

Let them adjust it; they're bound to control the other party anyway, so the process doesn't matter.

……

……

The atmosphere in the laboratory remained tense.

Gu Yue stood there, having removed her coat and skirt, now only wearing a white shirt that was mostly unbuttoned and black pantyhose covering her legs.

Her body had a somewhat slender appearance, yet it was inexplicably alluring.

Kong Ming'an casually ignored the obvious humiliation emanating from the girl, then calmly took out several special spirit rings and some transparent containers, tossing them to Gu Yue.

Gu Yue subconsciously caught it, glanced at it twice, and then looked at Kong Ming'an with a questioning look in her eyes.

"Give me your energy and blood samples first."

Gu Yue remained silent, making no move.

Kong Ming'an looked at her and reminded her with a smile, "Don't forget the contract you signed with me. What, you want to break it right after signing it?"

Gu Yue pursed her pale lips, took a deep breath as if trying to suppress all her emotions, and finally squeezed out two words through her teeth: "I'll do it!"

"very good."

Kong Ming'an's smile remained unchanged, and his tone was relaxed, "No rush, take your time."

With ample time, he could slowly adjust the shape of the Dragon King's daughter.

Chapter 196 The Battle-Damaged Version of Miss Dragon King

A moment later, Gu Yue stood in a corner of the laboratory, her head slightly lowered, looking at her chest.

Meanwhile, ahead, Kong Ming'an deftly tossed several charred and damaged experimental table components and instrument fragments from the explosion into the junkyard via a spatial ripple, leaving them for specialized disposal.

After cleaning up the mess, Kong Ming'an slowly exhaled, as if calming himself down. He turned around, his gaze falling once again on Gu Yue.

The girl was still in the same state as before.

Although the white shirt had been buttoned up again, concealing the previously exposed fair skin, the thin fabric still couldn't completely hide the beautiful, undulating curves beneath.

At this moment, however, the white shirt was stained with scorch marks from the energy burning, and in some places there were even holes, the edges were curled, making it look somewhat disheveled.

The damage to the black pantyhose on her lower body was even more obvious; the black pantyhose that had once covered her long, slender legs were now covered with several irregular tears.

As if slashed by invisible claws, hole after hole appeared in the pantyhose, revealing the fair and delicate skin of her thighs.

And because of the elasticity of the pantyhose, the white skin around the holes is slightly constricted, making the holes appear larger and creating a strange, distorted beauty.

She stood there, her lips pressed tightly together, her eyes, which had been filled with humiliation, now mixed with a hint of barely perceptible guilt.

"so,"

Kong Ming'an spoke, his tone filled with undisguised doubt, "Why can you explode even when you inject energy?"

He was indeed puzzled.

If it were just a low-grade soul-storing ring of ten or a hundred years of age that was of poor quality, that would be one thing. But the one he just gave Gu Yue was a specially made soul-storing ring that could stably hold 100,000 years of soul power.

How could she manage to blow up a container of this level, which is extremely stable?

Gu Yue remained silent, her gaze unfocused.

She couldn't very well say that while she was channeling her soul power, her mind was filled with a thousand ways to kill this bastard in front of her,

I got a little excited while thinking about it, which made me lose focus and eventually I didn't notice, and then it exploded, right?

After a long silence, Gu Yue uttered two words somewhat stiffly: "Mistake."

Kong Ming'an was silent for a moment, then shook his head, ultimately deciding not to dwell on the matter. "Alright. You learn the 'Transformation Technique' first, and then we'll continue. I'll prepare."

Gu Yue didn't reply, but simply nodded.

……

……

Time slipped away quietly in the tranquil laboratory.

Learning the "Transformation Technique" didn't take Gu Yue too long; she mastered it completely in just half an hour.

If it weren't for someone's orders, she could have started transforming right now.

Slowly opening her eyes, she looked at Kong Ming'an, but Kong Ming'an patted the large sofa covered with soft cushions beside him, his tone casual:

"Come here, lie down."

Gu Yue paused, her dark eyes glancing at the sofa, instinctively flashing through some unpleasant images, a hint of resistance in her voice:

"it's here?"

Kong Ming'an sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness: "This is to heal your injuries. Your injuries are too severe. If you transform directly into human form without addressing them, it will affect the aesthetics of your physical structure after transformation."

Gu Yue was slightly taken aback.

Healing, and aesthetics at the same time?

She could understand the first one, but what was that second one?

Gu Yue was a little puzzled, but nodded nonetheless. However, she couldn't help but ask again, "Why on the sofa?"

"I'm afraid you'll be in too much pain later, so it'll be safer for you to lie down, and it'll be easier for me to hold you down."

Kong Ming'an spoke in a flat tone.

Gu Yue still had doubts, but she said nothing more, walked straight to the sofa, and lay down as instructed.

Her body sank into the soft cushion, the curves of her body becoming even more pronounced on the supple mat.

Her shoes were removed, revealing a pair of long, slender legs encased in black pantyhose, which naturally came together. The material of the pantyhose outlined the full, supple lines of her legs, which shimmered subtly under the laboratory lights, making their voluptuousness even more pronounced.

"Don't resist," Kong Ming'an ordered.

Gu Yue remained silent. The next moment, she felt a hand lift her clothes and then cover her lower abdomen.

Gu Yue: "?!"

Gu Yue instinctively felt a sense of unease; her body instantly stiffened, and she subconsciously trembled slightly.

But then, as if she had completely given up resisting, she bit her lip, closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes trembled, and adopted a resigned posture.

Instead of the anticipated further attack, she felt a force seep into her body from her lower abdomen.

This power was exceptionally gentle, spreading slowly along her meridians and bones like a gentle stream.