Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 295 - 100: Cloud Robe Dance Captivates the World
The night wind blew, bamboo leaves rustling, all was silent.
Countless stars spread their glow through the bamboo, falling upon that tall silhouette.
She wore a dress as soft as white clouds, her bare feet like white jade, slowly walking out of the woods.
She wore no adornments, her jet-black hair tied up, her face unpainted, yet her brows and eyes contained a spring-like warmth; a fleeting glance stirs ripples in everyone’s heart.
Her delicate and beautiful bare feet moved gently, the moonlight passing through her cloud-like dress, offering a glimpse of her extremely soft waist, swaying like a water snake enticingly, like a gentle knife slicing through bone.
Beneath the waist were long legs that followed her alluring steps, revealing a perfect curve that even a spirit corpse might pause in admiration.
Yun Wu’s face, eyes that captivate.
Yun Wu’s waist, a knife that slices.
Yun Wu’s legs, bewitching even mountain spirits.
A moment ago, disdainfully, Liu Su muttered, "So it’s all true, as they sing in the lyrics..."
Yun Wu gracefully moved into the center under countless mesmerized gazes.
People instinctively made way, standing at a distance, both to clear space for her dance and due to a sense of inferiority that deterred them from gazing closely upon a heavenly maiden.
Ye Xiyue was holding a teacup, yet had not managed to take a sip.
Niantang watched the slender figure in silence for long.
"There truly exists such a beautiful woman in the world..."
In the breathtaking silence, the woman in the center slowly raised her hands.
The cloud-like cloak gradually fell, revealing a small section of her snowy skin.
In an instant, it was the most beautiful sight in the world.
Shoulders like those cut from jade, skin like white snow, her delicate hands raised lightly, her body slightly inclined, and the white dress clung closely to her beautiful curves.
For a moment, brows like emerald feathers, waist like a seamless silk cord.
The clear moonlight fell upon her, yet it paled in comparison.
Even so, at this moment, she was not truly Yun Wu.
For all the people of Cloud Bamboo knew, Yun Wu dancing was the real Yun Wu.
"The person is beautiful, and the dress is beautiful too."
Mo Xiaolan murmured in awe; beside her, Yun Yan whispered:
"Sister Xiaolan, that’s called the Cloud Robe. It’s the attire we on Cloud Bamboo Mountain wear when dancing, but since then, no one has worn it."
Mo Xiaolan asked, "Why is that?"
Yun Yan blinked, "Because only Sister Yun Wu looks best in the Cloud Robe. When she wore it, no one else dared to wear it again."
At this moment, the woman in the center began to dance.
She stepped lightly on the ground, her body gently spinning, somewhat similar to Si Minglan earlier, but her rotation was slow, and her Cloud Robe rose like drifting clouds.
Moonlight washed over, campfires blazed, yet none could touch her.
It seemed she carried her own light, her gentle dance accompanied by a faint smile.
Her small cherry lips, unadorned yet crimson, were as alluring as a drop of dew; a few strands of hair fluttered in the breeze by her cheeks, adding a touch of irresistible charm.
Although there was no music, her dance seemed to bring its own celestial melody, captivating all.
This dance, the stars dimmed.
This dance, the bright moon lost its luster.
The ten thousand Cloud Bamboo stars twinkled, as if all to embellish her alone.
Ten thousand Cloud Bamboo, not as compelling as one dance.
What initially seemed like an exaggerated nursery rhyme now appeared a bit sparse, unable to fully depict Yun Wu’s perfection.
"First in the Beauty Ranking..."
Liu Su murmured:
"Deservedly so."
However, the dance was not over yet.
Yun Wu slowly floated into the air, garments fluttering, her long hair tied up on her head suddenly cascaded down like a waterfall of ebony.
In the next moment, Yun Wu’s delicate hands opened, her jade-like neck arched.
Under the amazed gaze of all, Cloud Bamboo Mountain seemed to tremble slightly.
"Is this an earthquake?"
The crowd was astonished; Qin Gengyun was astonished:
"It’s the spiritual energy of Cloud Bamboo Mountain, all rushing towards her!"
The spiritual energy of Cloud Bamboo Mountain was abundant, enough to support many Nascent Soul cultivators’ practices for years.
But now this immense spiritual energy was rushing towards Yun Wu, moving like ocean waves, the air fiercely vibrating, making the whole Cloud Bamboo Mountain seem to be shaking.
Niantang’s eyes glimmered: "It’s not rushing towards her, it’s being absorbed by her!"
As soon as these words landed, the massive spiritual energy surged into Yun Wu’s body, without the slightest hindrance!
And Yun Wu showed no discomfort, her slender, beautiful body floating mid-air, her inky black hair already flying upwards.
The massive spiritual energy continued to surge wave after wave into Yun Wu.
No, it should be said that Yun Wu was continuously absorbing it into her body.
The waves of spiritual energy grew more and more turbulent; those around could only cover their heads in the fierce wind, crouching to avoid being blown away.
It was unknown how long passed before the fierce wind finally subsided.
People raised their heads, suddenly stupefied.
At this moment, a scroll appeared in the sky, visible across the entire Hongzhou Continent.
"Beauty Ranking?"
People looked up, filled with doubt and amazement.
The scroll unfurled, not showing a newly listed name or ranking changes, but revealing fifty names at once.
First, Yun Wu. A dance in the Cloud Robe captivates the world.
Second, Qiu Zhihe. As radiant as a lotus.
Third, Ye Xiyue. The fairy entering the mortal world is unparalleled.
Fourth, Wei Wan. Graceful steps, touching heart and soul.
Fifth, Su Hongling. Thunder Fairy’s body as tender as tofu.
....
Ninth, Jiang Yin. Feiyun Zither Waves Transmit Celestial Sound.
Tenth, Lin Yuan. Three thousand in the harem, Western Empress.
...
Fifteenth, Si Minglan.
Thirtieth, Mo Xiaolan.
Forty-ninth, Yun Zhen.
Fiftieth... Fang Xue.
This time, every person within the top ten of the Beauty Ranking had an additional remark.
Others did not know, but all those present at Cloud Bamboo Mountain had no dispute about the Immortal Flying Pavilion’s remark "A dance in the Cloud Robe captivates the world" for Yun Wu.
It was truly fitting!
Such was the world’s most beautiful woman!
Of course, there were both breathtaking and disappointing results. Originally ranked fourth, Su Hongling fell one spot, while Xiyue Peak’s second senior sister Wei Wan surpassed her to fourth.
Equally improved in ranking were ninth-placed Jiang Yin and tenth-placed Lin Yuan.
The former was a disciple of Feiyun Sect and a rising star in the cultivation realm in recent years, ranking within the top two hundred on the Ascension Chart.
While Lin Yuan was the most unusual, belonging to no cultivation sect, yet her status was even higher than the elders of the Three Great Sects.
Empress of the West Imperial Dynasty, at the Golden Core Peak, just one step away from entering the ranks of the most powerful in the world.
Beyond the top ten, there were no additional remarks, but the ranking changes were still significant.
Si Minglan, initially twentieth, rose to fifteenth.
Newly listed entrant Mo Xiaolan jumped to thirtieth.
The most unexpected was Fang Xue making the list and ranking fiftieth!
This emergence of the Beauty Ranking, with such drastic changes, was the largest seen in years, and it was imaginable that it would soon shake the entire Hongzhou Continent.
Yet at this moment on Cloud Peak Mountain, people’s attention soon returned to Yun Wu.
Seeing Yun Wu floating in the air, her jet-black hair had turned snow-white, her Cloud Robe lightly danced, her starry eyes shone.
Clearly a mortal, yet she was like the Nine Heavens Profound Lady, dreamlike and ethereal.
The spiritual energy of ten thousand Cloud Bamboo on the mountain had been absorbed by her alone!
"Absorbing all spiritual energy, black hair turns to snow... Pure Spirit Body!"
