Setting Off for East Sea, the Prototype of Emperor Armor!

Setting off for East Sea, the prototype of Emperor Armor!

Qiangu Wuji's meditation didn't last long—only a few minutes. By the time he opened his eyes again, the other three had returned to their seats and were chatting casually, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, he didn't think much of it and went back to his seat.

Once he sat down, Yun Ming glanced over and spoke calmly.

"Your mother said you're leaving for Eastsea Academy tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

Qiangu Wuji answered politely.

Yun Ming nodded.

"I respect your choice to take things one step at a time. But with your talent, you're bound to enter Shrek in three years. I look forward to seeing you surprise me then."

"Don't worry, Uncle Yun Ming. I won't let you down."

Qiangu Wuji nodded, his eyes full of confidence.

With his talent, getting into Shrek would be easy. He wasn't worried about it at all.

Seeing how confident he was, Yun Ming said nothing more.

That was the end of Qiangu Wuji's involvement in the meeting. The rest was just the usual chatting.

He listened, bored out of his mind. He had no interest in the topics these older people discussed.

After listening for a while longer, he stood up with Na'er and said to the three of them, "Mom, I'm going to say goodbye to my teacher. I'll head out first."

"All right, go ahead."

Leng Yaozhu nodded.

Qiangu Wuji then left the restaurant with Na'er.

As soon as they stepped onto the bustling street, Na'er patted her little chest and grumbled, "That was so stuffy. Those two people were scary."

"Were they really that scary?"

Qiangu Wuji couldn't help laughing. Was she serious? Yun Ming and Ya Li were genuinely good people, and Ya Li was even known as the kindest woman on the continent. How could she be scary?

"Hmph, of course I'm serious." Na'er stuck out her little tongue, then wrapped both arms around Qiangu Wuji's arm and pouted. "If I'm ever unhappy, I'll sneak away from them and come find you, Brother Wuji."

Her voice was low as she said this.

Seeing her like this, Qiangu Wuji knew the little girl was sad about their impending separation. His own mood sank, too, but he quickly pulled himself together and stroked her silver hair.

"Don't worry, Na'er. If they make you unhappy, I'll make them unhappy."

After cheering Na'er up, Qiangu Wuji saw her home, then went to Mu Ye's place.

He was leaving for East Sea tomorrow, and after that, he wouldn't be able to visit his teacher every day to study like before.

So before he left, he needed to say goodbye to him.

Their three years together had already made him accept Mu Ye as his teacher.

He walked slowly along the road, and before long, he arrived at the Seaview Home Hotel by the shore.

The hotel receptionist was already very familiar with the handsome little boy. When she saw him, she greeted him with a smile.

"Wuji, you're dressed so nicely today. Do you have a date with some girl?"

Qiangu Wuji kept walking as he replied, "What girl? I'm still so young."

"Haha, that's the best age! You have no idea—my best friend wants to take you home and raise you."

Qiangu Wuji: "..."

He pretended not to hear and quickened his pace.

A moment later, a string of laughter rang out behind him.

He hurried up to the top floor of the hotel.

Mu Ye seemed to have known in advance that he was coming. The door wasn't closed; it stood wide open.

Qiangu Wuji didn't think much of it and went straight into the room.

"You're here."

As soon as he entered, a voice came from one side of the room. Then something came flying toward him in an arc.

Qiangu Wuji reacted quickly and caught it at once.

"What's this?"

Looking at the object in his hand, a hint of delight appeared on his face.

"Teacher, you really made it!"

It was a rectangular metal box, with a pigeon-egg-sized gemstone set into its surface.

That's right—this was the armor transformation device he had envisioned.

Over the past three years, while learning the Body Sect's cultivation techniques from Mu Ye, he had also told him about his idea of creating Emperor Armor.

After three years of exploration and countless attempts, he had finally found a way to bring Emperor Armor to life.

"Unfortunately, the Battle Armor you imagined simply can't be made," Mu Ye said as he stepped out from the side, glancing at the object in Qiangu Wuji's hand. "Storing all your Soul Power in a miniature compression Soul Tool and then releasing it all at once when needed—that's simply impossible."

Listening to him, Qiangu Wuji looked at the transformation device in his hand, puzzled.

"Then, Teacher, what is this transformation device...?"

"Oh, this? I came up with it by combining ideas from Battle Armor and mechs. You could say it's a mech shaped like Battle Armor."

"What? A mech shaped like Battle Armor?"

Qiangu Wuji was dumbfounded by the explanation. What did that even mean?

Mu Ye curled his lips.

"Try it yourself and you'll understand. Basically, although it looks like Battle Armor, it doesn't provide anything close to the same level of enhancement."

Qiangu Wuji nodded and didn't give it much thought. He pressed the transformation device.

The instant he pressed it, the gemstone set in the device suddenly shone with dazzling light. Then, the crisp sound of machinery transforming rang out, and the device in his hand began to change shape.

Countless metal plates emerged from the tiny device. Like magnets, they rapidly converged on his body, assembling into a suit of armor in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!"

There was a floor-to-ceiling window in front of Qiangu Wuji, reflecting his appearance. Seeing himself covered in armor of black and gold, he was so excited he nearly cried out.

This...

This, this, this was Emperor Armor!

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

"Wait, why does this feel so strange?"

Qiangu Wuji carefully felt the changes in his body, and the more he thought about it, the more something seemed off.

According to the original story, if it were Battle Armor, he should be able to feel just how immense the enhancement was when he wore it.

But wearing this suit of armor, he felt nothing beyond its weight.

"Does it feel strange? Well, this is basically a mech that's almost Black Grade."