Early the next morning, Mo Lin went straight to the treasury without reporting to Xue Ye. From his conversations with Qian Renxue, Mo Lin had learned that the crown prince had permission to enter the treasury. She had entered it a few times before, but she had been unable to access the innermost section. Thus, she had no idea the treasury contained something like the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud. The most valuable item she knew of was merely a Soul Tool capable of withstanding the full-force attack of a power-type Soul Master's seventh soul skill.
Qian Renxue already considered that thing quite good, but there was nothing to be done about it. Soul Tools were far less advanced now than they would be ten thousand years later, when they could become powerful enough to directly threaten the status of Soul Masters. The Eight-Treasure Wishful Armor forged by Lou Gao in the original work, aside from the unique properties of the high-tech material known as memory metal, could only withstand a power-type Soul Master's sixth soul skill—and that was already worthy of being called a divine artifact.
After wandering through the treasury for a while, Mo Lin did indeed find the thing Qian Renxue had mentioned: a large silver shield. He tested its weight slightly. Even for Soul Masters below level fifty, it was far from light. Only Soul Sages and above could probably use it without being affected by its weight. This thing was nothing but a flashy shell. It sounded incredibly impressive, but for low-level Soul Masters, a Soul Tool that so severely crippled agility and speed was basically the same as putting a negative buff on themselves in battle. High-level Soul Masters did not need it either. Why would I take an attack head-on when I can dodge