With Rosy Cloud Brocade ready to hand, the difficult middle stages were eliminated, and making the remaining magical garments took little time. By the next day, they were essentially finished.
But possessing a magical garment and truly being able to command it were two different things.
So although rosy light had filled the room when the magical garments were completed, by the time Yi Shuyuan handed them to his two disciples, Qi Zhongbin's had become a set of underclothes, while Stoneborn's had become a little belly apron.
"The feather garments are worn for protection, not for showing off. Only when you have truly established your Immortal Foundation and grasped the wonders of Heaven and Earth Transformation will you be able to change them freely. Understood?"
"Understood, Master!" "Yes, Master!"
Both fellow disciples were thrilled as they held their magical garments in both hands, not at all troubled by their current appearance. These were genuine treasures of the immortals!
The magical garments felt almost weightless in their hands. Even in their present forms, they possessed a texture that transcended the mundane, and the disciples could even feel the spiritual energy within their bodies and in the few inches of space around them growing considerably more lively.
Just then, a garment shimmering with rosy light began bobbing beside them.
"Sir, I can't put mine on either. Help me!"
Hui Mian did indeed have one too. Its garment was floating in the air, while its marten body darted in and out of it. Clearly, however much it wanted to wear it, it could not.
"Wait until your Transformation!"
"Hmph, I have my own way!"
Seeing that Yi Shuyuan would not help, Hui Mian flew into the middle of the garment, caught one corner with all four paws, and spun its body, quickly wrapping