At last, Si Xiang drew a dark robe from her sleeve. Its fabric looked like flowing clouds frozen in place, without a stitch to be seen. It was truly a heavenly garment without a seam.
"This Mystic Origin Celestial Garment was made for you by our sect at my mistress's command. It can ward off water, fire, blades, and weapons. It is a rare magic artifact. The sect was already making another, with an additional protective formation woven into it, but it could not be finished in such haste. My mistress therefore ordered two garments made: one to be refined at leisure, and one for me to bring here."
Hearing this, Su Che felt keenly just how deep the Plain Maiden Way's pockets were.
Heavenly garments were a particularly unusual kind of magic artifact. Never mind the care required in choosing their materials; the labor of refining one alone showed how wealthy the Plain Maiden Way was.
Refining such a garment had to be done in one unbroken effort. The refiners could not divide their attention, rest, or pause midway. They had to see it through with undivided focus.
There were demands on their cultivation, too. At the Void Step level, at least three refiners had to work together. Only an Immortal True Person could complete one alone in a single effort.
To produce this Mystic Origin Celestial Garment, the Plain Maiden Way had set at least two groups of Immortal True Person-level refiners to work at once. The sheer scale of it was astonishing.
Su Che looked at Si Xiang. After giving him so much, what did the Plain Maiden Way expect him to give in return?
"The night is lonely."
Si Xiang spoke the words softly.
"Yes."
Su Che answered.
"If you need anything, young master, you need