"Y-you used a divine ability or spell?" Seeing this, Su Xueqiong sounded somewhat discouraged, but there was nothing she could do.
"I didn't. Look."
Fang Qianyuan reached out, exposing his arm from beneath his sleeve. A barely perceptible red spot on the back of his hand was rapidly fading. He had failed to dodge a stray fragment in time and been grazed by it; even with his physique, it had left a red mark.
The places struck on his body, however, were completely unharmed. He wore a Gold-Woven Cloud-Patterned Dharma Robe worth over twenty thousand spirit jade, not something ordinary mortal firearms could penetrate. The Gang essence circulating within it had stopped the fragments the instant they made contact.
Su Xueqiong let out an "Ah!" and said in vexation, "I almost forgot! Someone like you would certainly be wearing protective magical artifacts!"
"That's nothing. A true Spirit Tamer has plenty of ways to avoid injury from these firearms. Your mortal firearms won't achieve your ideal results so easily," Fang Qianyuan said. "Still, if used properly, they do have a reason to exist. They can be of some use to mortals, and even Human-tier experts."
"Really? You approve of these mortal firearms too?" Hearing Fang Qianyuan say this, Su Xueqiong's expression went from cloudy to sunny again. "Then, Young Master Fang, would you be interested in buying a few sets?"
Fang Qianyuan said, "I don't have that many subordinates to equip with these things. If they were more powerful magical artifacts, though, I could consider it."
He intended to equip Wu Longjie and the others with powerful firearm-type magical artifacts. They were already formidable in their own right; armed with such weapons, they would be even more deadly.
Wu Longjie and the others were still deacons of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.