Xu Xing looked at his palm. His face was hidden behind a visor, but that did nothing to obstruct his vision.
A finely crafted, gleaming silver bracer covered his right forearm. Intricate patterns had been etched into it. It looked substantial, yet he couldn't feel any weight at all.
And this enhancement...
At a thought from Xu Xing, the armor he wore seemed to activate, its level climbing from Qi Refining all the way to Nascent Soul Perfection.
But when it reached the threshold of Spirit Transformation, the armor formed from the silver metal sheet gave off a strained hum, as if it might collapse at any moment.
The next second, the armor dissolved again, flowing back along its original path and turning once more into the thin silver metal sheet.
"Pretty interesting." Xu Xing held the metal sheet between his fingers.
If he'd had a set of armor like this before, he probably would've "transformed" dozens of times a day.
But now...
Just as Ning Ruo had said, it was only a little trinket.
"What made you think of making this?"
"Has Brother Xu forgotten? You mentioned it once."
Hm?
Xu Xing paused, then suddenly remembered.
"I only brought it up in passing."
It had been a long time ago.
So long that he had to think hard to remember it. He hadn't expected her to keep it in mind all this time.
"It's all right. I remembered."
Xu Xing handed the metal sheet back to her, but Ning Ruo refused it. She picked up several more from the worktable and handed them to him instead.
"Doesn't Brother Xu give little gifts to promising juniors he comes across? Keep the first one as a memento. The rest should at least be of some help."
"Then, thanks."
"I'm glad if