As for the so-called Treasure Tools,
Jiang Yuechu hadn't studied them much.
On this journey, she had relied mostly on the abilities granted by the Hundred Demons Compendium.
As for such external objects,
apart from the Cold Moon Long Blade she had taken from the Black Flood Dragon in Yuhang, she had nothing else.
Even so, though that Cold Moon Long Blade could cut through iron like mud and slice through hair with a breath,
strictly speaking, it could only be considered a half-finished Treasure Tool.
In other words, it was what people commonly called a sharp weapon.
After all,
Treasure Tools were rare things even within the Great Tang.
Take the Demon-Revealing Mirror at the General Headquarters, for instance. A flash of its light left nowhere for demons and monsters to hide.
Ordinary martial artists, even those who had reached Core Formation Realm—
or even Ink-Dotting—
would consider themselves lucky to have a well-made weapon forged a hundred times.
How could they dare hope for a Treasure Tool?
Seeing Jiang Yuechu hold the armor, her brows slightly knitted, without making a move for a long while,
You Chenzi, standing nearby, couldn't help feeling puzzled.
Why did this girl look like she'd never seen the world?
Could it be that her superiors had privately bestowed a Treasure Tool on her, but hadn't explained all the ins and outs of Treasure Tools to her?
Though You Chenzi had his doubts,
remembering that she had just slain a Great Demon,
he thought she might have exhausted herself and simply hadn't reacted yet.
So he flicked his horsetail whisk and stepped forward.
"Your Highness."
"Is there something you don't understand?"
Jiang Yuechu came to her senses and didn't hide it. She said frankly, "I do have a few questions. How... am I supposed