"Myriad Illusion Saint Robe—not bad."
Lu Yunxiao took out the Myriad Illusion Saint Robe. Strands of rosy clouds shimmered around it, and an incomparably brilliant spiritual glow enveloped the robe.
Waves of noble, sacred aura emanated from the Myriad Illusion Saint Robe.
A garment of Saint-grade Peerless Sacred Object rank was likely the only one of its kind in the entire Great Thousand World.
With a casual flick of his hand, Lu Yunxiao transformed the Myriad Illusion Saint Robe into a set of white robes.
The Myriad Transformation Profound Robe's ability to change in countless ways had been preserved.
Lu Yunxiao casually put it away, brushed his robes, and then stored the Shennong Cauldron in his Inner World as well.
Lu Yunxiao rose to his feet. With a slight glance from his starry eyes, he saw the Luo God standing nearby, gentle and pure as a clear spring.
No matter how many times he looked at her, the Luo God's beauty always stirred a sense of amazement within him.
"You've worked hard."
Lu Yunxiao looked at the Luo God, nodded, and said with a smile.
"It was no hardship. Sharing my master's burdens is simply my duty."
The Luo God lowered her eyes and spoke softly.
Lu Yunxiao smiled faintly. As he gazed at that face, more flawless than even a celestial maiden's, a trace of gentleness passed through his eyes.
After a pause, just as Lu Yunxiao was about to speak, gusts of wind swept toward them.
The women were all coming this way.
They must have sensed that Lu Yunxiao had finished refining it.
"Master, I shall take my leave first."
The Luo God saw this as well and cupped her hands in farewell.
"Mm, go on."
Lu Yunxiao answered softly with a smile.
The Luo God returned