World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 218 - 142: Amazement at talent! Stunning the whole audience! Welcome guests!

Chapter 218: 142: Amazement at talent! Stunning the whole audience! Welcome guests!

What kind of dress was Suo Lun supposed to design?

It was a stunning dress from Earth that nearly captivated half the globe in the 1960s.

Even entering the 21st century, every time classic formal dresses were discussed, this dress would be mentioned among the best.

It was the little black dress that Givenchy had specially designed for Audrey Hepburn in "Breakfast at Tiffany’s."

This dress was simple and exquisite, fully showcasing a woman’s figure without being too provocative. It had a subtle audacity within its restraint, and luxury was hidden within its understatement.

And Yan Shuang, she had just as delicate a face and features as Audrey Hepburn.

Only, if it were Yan Nai’er, it would be even more perfect. Yan Shuang’s aura was too strong, while Yan Nai’er, in her cold beauty, also radiated innocence, which suited the little black dress even better.

"We’ll need black silk, pearls, silver thread, and very fine yet elastic beast tendons..."

Suo Lun listed a whole bunch of materials, from the dress to necklaces, from sheers to stockings, to shoes—over dozens of types of materials in total.

After he finished, he thought Yan Shuang might be overwhelmed by the sheer quantity.

Who knew, she just nodded and said, "We have all these in the storeroom."

Then, she turned and left, coming back with a box filled to the brim with everything Suo Lun needed.

"How long till the banquet begins?" Suo Lun asked.

"Four hours," Yan Shuang replied.

"The timing is a bit tight," Suo Lun said, then added, "Stand up straight, I need to take your measurements."

"Okay," Yan Shuang stood up straight.

"This won’t do, you need to take off your armour," Suo Lun said.

Yan Shuang hesitated for half a second, then removed her silver armour, revealing the platinum mail underneath, and then she took off the mail, showing a tight black python skin bodysuit.

Suddenly, Suo Lun found himself unable to breathe.

He had thought Ye Jingyu was hot in her black leather, but Yan Shuang before him was on a whole other level.

Her bodysuit, made of black python skin without a single blemish, was incredibly thin and tight. Wearing it, she seemed to have another skin, transforming herself into a beautiful serpent.

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Suo Lun found himself inexplicably jealous; he wanted to conceal this figure from every other man.

Taking a deep breath to calm his tumultuous emotions, the visual impact of her figure was overwhelming, easily enough to captivate one’s soul.

Once in work mode, Suo Lun was quick.

He meticulously measured every aspect of her figure, ensuring that his fingers didn’t touch any part of her.

Then, he started to cut the dress.

In making the dress, Suo Lun worked even faster, always cutting the cloth in a single stroke.

Every strand of silk, every cut, required no second attempt.

He was an artist, a pianist, not a dressmaker. But he had actually made this little black Givenchy dress several times before, or rather, had failed many times.

For his sister’s 25th birthday, the gift he gave was this little black dress he made by hand.

That gift took him three months to perfect. Originally planned to cost only five hundred pieces, it ended up costing over three thousand.

Finally, after multiple failures, he created a marvelous dress. In fact, it was no longer an exact copy of Audrey’s dress; he had made alterations to suit his sister’s temperament.

Nowadays, being a third-level Samurai, his movements were much faster. Especially with the improvement of his spiritual power, every movement was rapid and precise.

With the design etched in his mind, a little over two hours later, a perfect little black dress appeared on the rack.

"Wait a moment, I will make you a pair of shoes," Suo Lun said.

Yan Shuang, at that moment, was staring at the dress, as women have a terrifying intuition for clothes and beauty.

She could tell at a glance just how beautiful this dress was. She fully understood how difficult the perfection of adding just enough but not too much could be.

She also knew that martial arts, wisdom, art, and other skills were all connected.

A person’s work can indeed reflect one’s inner accomplishments.

This Lanling, in just over two hours, had crafted such a perfect piece, showcasing incredible talent.

The shoes were much easier to make, simply modifying her existing boots into those dainty low-rise heels.

And there was no need to worry about others associating the heels with Suo Lun’s training; ever since the "Nineteen Beauties of the Royal City," high heels had become all the rage throughout the Middle Earth World.

Within three hours from start to finish, Suo Lun completed the dress, shoes, and necklace, then he stepped out and said, "You can change now, I’m waiting to be dazzled by your splendour."

Suddenly, Yan Shuang was the only one left in the room.

She paused for a moment, then stripped off the python skin bodysuit like shedding skin, followed by her tight silk lingerie, and stepped into the bath in the back to wash.

Perhaps she would be late to the evening banquet, but what did that matter?

After bathing, her body, without any applied fragrance, already carried an irresistibly seductive scent.

Then, she slipped on brand new silk underwear; she had made them so snug to better fit under the python outfit, but now they perfectly matched the dress.

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