Silver Dragon Spear

Suddenly, a thought stirred in Lang Lei's heart, a strange impulse.

"My apologies," Lang Lei said in advance, acting on the sudden, inexplicable urge.

The next moment, Na'er before him, along with her clothes, transformed into a silver spear.

The spear's name immediately surfaced in Lang Lei's mind: the Silver Dragon Spear.

This spear was over twelve feet long, yet its shaft was exceptionally slender, like a nimble silver serpent. The shaft was covered in fine, hexagonal silver scales arranged tightly, resembling dragon scales, delicate and uniform. They emitted a refined, textured glow that caught the eye.

The design of the Silver Dragon Spear was unique, with a spearhead only at one end. The spearhead comprised about a third of the spear's total length. The overall shape was conical, with smooth, natural lines, as if meticulously carved. Even more striking were the twelve grooves on the spearhead, each inlaid with a vibrantly colored gemstone. These gems complemented each other, creating a magnificent and breathtaking display.

The Ice Empress and Snow Empress, who had been observing silently from the side, widened their eyes in disbelief the instant they saw the spear.

Faced with such an exquisite spear, their internal alarm bells rang uncontrollably, for they knew this was undoubtedly a divine artifact!

The seemingly ordinary little girl from moments ago was actually this silver spear in her true form? This revelation astonished both the Ice Empress and the Snow Empress.

Lang Lei held the spear and swung it a few times. Immediately, a whistling wind surged, as if the spear had come alive. Lang Lei's movements were agile and powerful, each swing exuding a heroic and dashing aura that drew the eye.

However, Lang Lei didn't linger with the spear. After a few brief swings, he put it away. Then, Na'er reappeared before them as if nothing had happened.

After this process was complete, something astonishing occurred: Na'er's clothes changed as if by magic!

Originally, Na'er had simply been wearing Lang Lei's clothes. Now, Lang Lei's clothes had vanished as if under a spell, replaced by a magnificent, ornate dress. The material of the dress appeared incredibly soft, embroidered with exquisite patterns, as if tailor-made for Na'er.

Looking at Na'er before him, Lang Lei felt a surge of warmth. He asked with concern, "Na'er, how are you feeling now? Is anything uncomfortable?"

Na'er gently shook her head and replied with a smile, "No, Brother Lang Lei. I feel very natural, as if... I've entered a warm embrace."

Hearing Na'er's answer, Lang Lei felt a little relieved. However, he hadn't forgotten his purpose and continued, "If the spear body collides with other weapons, how would you feel?"

This question was crucial for Lang Lei, as he needed to understand Na'er's sensations in such situations to ensure her safety.

Na'er hesitated for a moment, then said, "Brother Lang Lei, why don't you try it? Na'er doesn't know how she'll feel..."

Perhaps realizing she was now useful, Na'er's mood visibly relaxed. She was no longer as reserved as before.

Lang Lei nodded and said gently, "Alright, I'll try it lightly first. If it hurts, you must tell me immediately."

With that, Lang Lei took Na'er's hand again. In the next instant, the Silver Dragon Spear, as if alive, slowly materialized from Lang Lei's hand.

"Sister Xue," Lang Lei's gaze fell upon the Snow Empress, and he called out softly.

The Snow Empress nodded slightly in response. She extended a hand, and a cold aura surged from her palm. In the blink of an eye, a crystal-clear ice cone appeared in her hand.

"Be careful," the Snow Empress warned, her voice calm and gentle.

Before she finished speaking, she swung her arm, and the ice cone shot out like an arrow, hurtling directly towards Lang Lei.

Everything happened so quickly, it was over in an instant. The Ice Empress stood nearby, watching with interest, a hint of curiosity on her face.

The Ice Empress naturally knew Lang Lei's strength. She wasn't worried about him being injured by the ice cone. If such an attack could harm him, then his status as a successor to a deity would be questionable.

Lang Lei's eyes were fixed on the speeding ice cone, not daring to slacken his vigilance. After all, it was an attack from the Snow Empress. Just as the ice cone was about to strike him, the Silver Dragon Spear in his hand thrust out like lightning, colliding with the ice cone with thunderous force.

With a crisp "crack," the ice cone shattered instantly, scattering into countless tiny ice crystals.

When the Silver Dragon Spear transformed back into Na'er, dressed in her white dress, Lang Lei's gaze fell upon her, and he began to examine her from head to toe.

Na'er's appearance showed no changes. She still looked as pure and elegant as before, identical to how she was before transforming into the Silver Dragon Spear. Not even her hair was disheveled from the impact; it still fell softly over her shoulders.

Lang Lei gazed at Na'er, fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Did you feel any pain or impact?"

Na'er shook her head and replied softly, "No..."

"Lang Lei, I know what's going on~?" Just then, Elysia's voice suddenly echoed in Lang Lei's mind.

"Hm, Elysia?"

"When Na'er turned into the Silver Dragon Spear just now, she appeared directly in your sea of consciousness~?"

"What?" Lang Lei couldn't quite believe it. He tried again, and indeed, it was just as Elysia had said.

So, Na'er was merely the medium for summoning the Silver Dragon Spear? Or rather, after absorbing the divine power and origin contained within the Reverse Scale, he had directly become the master of the Silver Dragon Spear.

Lang Lei closed his eyes again and studied his Silver Dragon King Martial Soul, discovering another hidden function.

He could also directly transform Na'er into Dragon Scales to attach to himself, granting him certain bonuses!

Just as Lang Lei opened his eyes, preparing to share this news with the Snow Empress and Ice Empress, a hand chop landed on his head.

"You idiot, didn't I tell you to say something before closing your eyes!"

"Sorry..."

"My bad..."

Looking at the slightly annoyed Ice Empress before him, Lang Lei, uncharacteristically, didn't banter but readily admitted his mistake.

Seeing Lang Lei apologize so readily, the Ice Empress had nothing more to say. She let out a soft hmph, turned her head away, and remained silent.