"This is me?" Even the supermodels back on Earth couldn't compare to the beauty staring back from the mirror.
Her face was the epitome of beauty; a single smile was surely enough to topple kingdoms. If I had possessed this appearance back on Earth, a single video would have been enough to achieve my dream of becoming the number one AV actress.
My gaze shifted down to my breasts. Since I was naked, I could inspect them clearly. A perfect D-cup, they were high, perky, and sat proudly on my chest without the need for any support. They were more than enough to make any man salivate just by gazing upon them.
My waist was impossibly slender, a delicate curve that looked as if it could be spanned by two large hands. It tapered in sharply, accentuating the swell of my hips to create a lethal hourglass figure.
There wasn't an ounce of excess flab, just smooth, taut skin that flowed seamlessly into the curve of my lower body.
I turned slightly to catch a glimpse of my backside. My ass was firm and peach-shaped, round and lifted in a way that no amount of squats could have achieved in my previous life.
It looked soft to the touch but promised a delightful jiggle with even the slightest movement.
Finally, my eyes lowered to the junction between my thighs. It was pristine, completely hairless and devoid of any blemishes. T
he skin was a soft, rosy pink, and the lips were neatly tucked and compact, looking utterly innocent—a stark contrast to the experienced soul residing within this body. It was a 'premium grade' flower, the kind that would drive my former directors wild with just a single close-up shot.
I couldn't resist. The professional in me needed to know exactly how this new instrument worked, but the woman in me simply wanted to feel.
My hands drifted up, cupping the weight of my breasts. The moment my thumbs brushed against the rosy peaks, a jolt of electricity shot straight to my core.
It was intense—far more sensitive than my old body. A ragged gasp tore from my throat as I pinched the nipples, watching them harden instantly in the reflection.
"Incredible," I whispered, my voice trembling.
My hand slid lower, over the flat expanse of my stomach, and dove between my thighs. I was already wet; the mere sight of my own perfection had slicked my entrance with clear nectar. I didn't need any prep.
I circled the small, hooded pearl with my index finger. My knees buckled. The sensation was overwhelming, a concentrated burst of pleasure that made my toes curl against the cold floor.
I increased the pace, my rhythm practiced and precise. Even without a camera, I found myself arching my back, presenting my body to the empty room.
"Ahh... haa..."
It didn't take long. This body was primed for pleasure. With a few rapid strokes, my hips bucked involuntarily.
A white light exploded behind my eyelids, and I rode out a climax that left my thighs quivering and my mind completely blank.
I slumped against the vanity, chest heaving as the aftershocks faded.
As my breathing slowed, i decided to place the Pleasure house in the world. It was the first step to venture into my new life.
According to the knowledge implanted in my brain, I projected the blue print outward. It shown an open area above a cliff. Surrounded by this cliff was thick woods.
I paused.
"Will i get customers from here?" I doubted anyone living nearby.
[The location is chosen by the system by taking considerations of overall growth.]
"Let's see if this works," I murmured, straightening up and wiping my fingers.
I focused my will, visualising the "Pleasure House" and directed it to manifest in the real world.
Whoosh.
A soft golden light expanded outward from my body.
The space didn't physically change shape, but the atmosphere shifted instantly. The air grew warmer, scented with jasmine and musk, and the bed behind me transformed from a lumpy mattress into a plush, inviting silk haven.
A mechanical chime rang clearly in my head.
[Ding!]
[Pleasure House successfully established.]
[Reward: +100 Pleasure Points.]
I stared at the floating blue text, a satisfied smirk curving my lips.
'Not bad.'
With 100 Pleasure Points now in my balance, I summoned the marketplace interface again. My nakedness was liberating, but in this Xianxia world, appearances were everything.
I needed something that would command attention without making me look like a common brothel worker—something that screamed "untouchable fairy" while hinting at the seductress underneath.
I scrolled past the various day to day things until I found the apparel section. My eyes locked onto a set of robes that cost exactly 50 points.
'This high!' Yet i loved this dress. Pleasure points could be earned, so i wasn't much worried.
I bought a new dress immediately.
It materialised in my hands, cool to the touch and light as a feather. I slipped it on, the fabric gliding over my skin like water.
It was a masterpiece of contradiction. The outfit was a traditional flowing Hanfu in a shade of ethereal, pale lavender, woven from Moonlight Silk.
At a glance, it seemed perfectly modest, appropriate for a noble cultivator. The collar was high, circling my neck with delicate silver embroidery, and the sleeves were wide and sweeping, hiding my hands in folds of elegant cloth.
But the devil was in the details.
The inner bodice—a tight, white silk _dudou_—was cut low, pushing my breasts up to create a deep, sinful valley of cleavage that was barely veiled by the translucent outer robe.
The sheer fabric of the outer layer didn't hide my skin; it frosted it, making the curve of my waist and the darkness of my nipples faintly, tantalisingly visible only when the light hit just right.
The skirt was floor-length, pooling around my feet in respectful waves. However, it featured two daring slits that rose all the way to my hip bones.
When I stood still, I looked like a demure goddess. But the moment I took a step, the fabric parted, flashing my entire leg and a glimpse of my white, exposed thigh with every movement.
It was a dress designed to tease—promising everything while showing just enough to drive a man mad.
My stomach growled, snapping me from my reverie. I was currently in the master bedroom—my private sanctuary where no customers were permitted. It even featured a massive spa.
A small connecting room served perfectly as a walk-in wardrobe. I moved on to check the guest rooms on the second floor.
They were far superior to any five-star hotel suite I had known. The beds were wide and sturdy, clearly built to remain silent during even the wildest movements.
The temperature was perfect, neither too cold nor too warm. After exploring for a few more minutes, I descended to the restaurant level. There was a sleek counter and two kiosks stocking beer and burgers. Seeing them, my stomach protested again.
I reached out, grabbing a cold can of beer and a warm, wrapped burger.
I cracked the tab of the beer—pssh—and took a long swig. My eyes widened in shock. This wasn't the bitter, carbonated commercial swill from Earth.
It was crisp and pure, tasting like glacial spring water infused with the essence of golden barley. It went down smooth as silk, lacking any harsh alcohol burn, yet it buzzed with a spiritual energy that instantly revitalized my tired mind.
Then, I unwrapped the burger and took a bite.
The explosion of flavor was nearly orgasmic. The bun was lighter than air, yet held its structure perfectly. But the meat... the meat was transcendent.
It was incredibly tender, dissolving on my tongue like the highest grade Wagyu, but with a depth of richness that no earthly cow could ever possess.
The juices that coated my mouth were like savory nectar, the vegetables had a crisp snap of absolute freshness, and the sauce was a tangy symphony that made my taste buds dance.
I ate three burgers and gulped down two cans of beer. Once I was fully satiated, I went behind the counter and lay lazily on the sofa.
"I wonder when someone will actually come to this deserted place."
[The first possible customer has been found. Two miles away from the house.]
[Condition: Injured, fleeing from monsters.]
I straightened my back, staring intently toward the door.