Jiang Donghua appeared to be leisurely instructing the junior brothers from the Alchemy Department, but he had already calculated everything clearly in his heart.
"Lin Yue? Heh, even if you're a Dou Wang, I still dare to go today!"
Thinking of the few items hidden in his Storage Ring, the corners of his mouth curled upward.
Before parting, Mo Xuan had tossed him an inner armor as thin as cicada wings. It was entirely black, with faint tortoiseshell patterns flowing across its surface.
"Brat, don't die outside and disgrace your master."
Jiang Donghua had accepted it with a cheeky grin, only to nearly buckle to his knees beneath its terrifying weight the moment he took hold of it!
"Holy shit?! Wouldn't this thing wear me to death?"
Mo Xuan sneered and waved his sleeve. The inner armor instantly transformed into a streak of black light and merged into Jiang Donghua's body.
"Mystic Turtle Spirit Armor, a Sixth-grade Defensive Treasure. Once it recognizes its master, it hides within the flesh and activates automatically in danger."
"Forget a Dou Wang—even if a Dou Huang attacks, it can hold out for half an hour!"
Jiang Donghua's eyes widened.
"Master, you're even taking out the treasures you've kept hidden away?"
Mo Xuan snorted.
"Enough nonsense. If you really encounter danger, run immediately. Don't try to show off!"
Besides the Mystic Turtle Spirit Armor, Mo Xuan had also given him a palm-sized jade token. It was entirely emerald green, with what seemed like swirling clouds within.
"Crush it, and I will arrive within ten breaths."
Holding the jade token, Jiang Donghua was overjoyed.
"Isn't this basically a magical backup caller? With Master protecting me, what the hell do I have to fear?"
Mo Xuan glared at him.
"Quit talking nonsense. Remember, staying alive comes first!"