In fact,
this time, when Wang Wu applied the demonic art Deep Freeze to the Mysterious Iron Shield, he immediately felt the difference. It truly was different.
That silky smoothness—only the faintest trace of stiffness remained.
When his Ice Spirit Energy flowed into the Mysterious Iron Shield, it was no longer barred from entry. No longer cold, no longer sluggish, no longer an inanimate object. The Mysterious Iron Shield seemed to come alive all at once.
It could already respond nimbly. Though it was still somewhat clumsy, he could feel its eagerness, its affinity.
Compared to this, even that Formation Stone he had refined before had been like Madam Ox.
This was the real little sweetheart.
He could take whatever he wanted, demand whatever he pleased, and refine it directly with his own paws.
Still, Wang Wu chose to strive for perfection. It was an attitude, and even more, a virtue. Ever since this Mysterious Iron Shield had blocked 237 Spirit Light Crossbow Bolts for him on the battlefield, he had found it incredibly handy. He had the feeling that this was truly his—that this was a fated encounter written in destiny.
Fine, in plain words, he had finally gotten a taste of fine grain.
Truly—he could not bear to put it down!
So he could not let down this Mysterious Iron Shield. He could not let down this meeting of destiny—ah, the kind nothing could ever replace.
At that moment, Wang Wu held his breath and focused. From head to toe, he was filled with solemnity and reverence. He circulated his Ice Spirit Energy with all his heart, and as though inspiration had suddenly burst forth, he condensed the icy structure of Deep Freeze like never before.
This was truly the best state he had ever achieved.
A crystalline