Only after a full incense stick's worth of time had passed did Manager Liu return, accompanied by two old men in black robes.
"This is the Qiankun Cauldron. Keep it safe, Daoist Lin."
Manager Liu placed a fist-sized Black Cauldron before Chen Lin.
Immediately afterward,
he took out a scroll.
"We must handle this strictly as business. To rent something so valuable, you must sign a contract in addition to paying a deposit."
Manager Liu spoke bluntly.
Then he added solemnly, "I must also remind you that you absolutely cannot take this treasure beyond Lu Island. If you're caught doing so, the consequences will be severe. If the treasure you refine needs to undergo a tribulation, you can rent the island's Tribulation Platform."
"Rest assured, Manager Liu. I know the rules."
Chen Lin agreed, put away the Qiankun Cauldron, and returned to his shop.
Then he began refining the shield.
Time passed like a white colt flashing past a crack, and several more years slipped by in a blink.
Somewhere in the void outside the Shattered Star Ring,
a figure appeared out of thin air, runic inscriptions circling his body. He held a small shield in his hand, his expression highly vigilant.
First, he looked around.
After finding nothing unusual, he relaxed.
"Looks like there's no problem."
The figure muttered to himself, put away the shield, and turned into a streak of light that flew toward the Star Ring.
The newcomer was none other than Chen Lin.
The refining of the Myriad Image Shield had gone smoothly. Though it had taken a little longer, the result met his expectations.
Fortunately, he had rented the Qiankun Cauldron.
The precious cauldron's effects were astonishing. Without its help, relying on his talent ability alone might not have allowed him to succeed on his