Magic tool advancement took very little time, and the birth of a magic tool was much the same.
In just fifteen minutes, the Blood Crystal Mask sent out a ring of airwaves.
The jewelry in the drawer clattered wildly, and the poor wooden dressing table was directly shredded apart.
Lu Ran instinctively sidestepped, blocking the large wardrobe. Yanxia Silk swiftly spread open as well, catching the frenzied wind wave.
"Whew~"
The Blood Crystal Mask slowly floated up and hovered before Lu Ran's face.
It seemed to be examining the youth.
"Hello?" Lu Ran cautiously reached out, trying to support the half-mask.
But the Blood Crystal Mask drifted backward, dodging his palm.
"Don't you recognize me?" Lu Ran did not forcibly grab the mask. "You were my birthday gift, after all."
The Blood Crystal Mask slowly drifted around him, circling the youth at an unhurried pace.
It seemed to be confirming something.
Lu Ran smiled and continued, "Our footprints covered the Holy Spirit Mountain Realm. You accompanied me in slaying enemies, and we fought our way through many Evil Devil strongholds."
The Blood Crystal Mask happened to turn before Lu Ran, still utterly silent.
"Come." Lu Ran slowly raised a hand.
This time, the Blood Crystal Mask did not retreat.
Delighted, Lu Ran gently held it. It felt warm in his hand.
"This was how we used to fight in the south and north together." As he spoke, he put on the mask, covering the lower half of his face.
"Hum~" The Blood Crystal Mask finally reacted, trembling lightly.
"You remember now?" Lu Ran's muffled voice came from behind the mask.
Jiang Ruyi's voice came from beside him. "It, um?"
She had barely uttered a single word when energy suddenly surged before her face. Immediately after, a Blood Mask pieced together