Her small hands, as delicate as white jade, gently smoothed the creases in his clothes. Perhaps there were no creases at all, and she was only making them look even better.
The white clothes felt cool as water against his body and could truly ward off both bitter cold and scorching heat.
Yang Tian watched the girl, while the girl looked at the clothes.
"All done. Turn around!" After finishing, Jiaoxin looked at the white outfit embroidered with flowers, birds, landscapes, rare treasures, exotic beasts, and more.
Together with Yang Tian's otherworldly bearing, it truly made him look like a deity.
Yang Tian smiled faintly and obligingly spread his arms, slowly turning a full circle. The outfit really was comfortable.
"So handsome!" Jiaoxin exclaimed as she watched the handsome man turn. After Grandmother had used the forbidden Face-Changing Art on him, his looks ranked among the finest even among the Merfolk.
Hearing the little fairy's exclamation, Yang Tian smiled inwardly. Silly girl, you're the most beautiful one.
But he did not say it aloud. Knowing it in his heart was enough.
Next, Yang Tian continued refining equipment. A Legendary Rank dagger required a chilling murderous aura, so he used the Crown of Inheritance belonging to the successor of the fourth-pillar Demon God, the Undead Demon God Samigina, with its mournful howls, as the energy core.
This successor had been close to the Eighth Order. His peak eighth-level Magic Crystal was no ordinary Demon Race Magic Crystal.
When he took out the Crown of Inheritance, it seemed to want to make one last desperate struggle. Unfortunately, Yang Tian held it firmly restrained.
Another six months passed. In the Holy City, in a secluded restricted area near the Demon Hunt Tower.
A blue-haired youth wore otherworldly white robes, looking like an immortal