"Reduced by ninety percent?" Yue Qianchou immediately shrieked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Wouldn't that make it only one millimeter thick? Too thin, far too thin! No, it won't block anything. Can that still be called armor? If not for the weight, even one centimeter would be too thin for my liking."
"One millimeter isn't thin." Ancestor Nanming patiently explained, "Don't forget what this is. This is Outer-Heaven Golden Essence. With just one millimeter of thickness, even if Yuan Hong exhausted all his cultivation, he would find it difficult to break through. If not for the fact that formations must be inscribed within it during the next refinement, which requires a certain thickness to be more appropriate, I would have preferred it even thinner. Making it thicker would only be wasteful. If someone's cultivation truly reaches the point where they can break Outer-Heaven Golden Essence, then even adding another meter of thickness would be futile—they could still break through it. Besides, after formations are inscribed inside, its defensive power will increase tremendously."
"Mm... you do have a point." As he spoke, the armor on his body receded like a tide, merging back into the dark platform beneath his feet. Yue Qianchou waved the remaining thin piece in his hand. "Wait here. I'll be back in a moment." Then he rushed out of the mountain's belly in a whirlwind. He had to find someone to test whether one millimeter of thickness was truly reliable.
Master and disciple looked at each other, neither knowing what he had gone off to do this time. Suddenly, Ancestor Nanming noticed sweat pouring down the Ape King's forehead and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"
The Ape King wiped away his sweat, stared blankly at the dark platform for a while, then