Chapter 48 Prajna Armor

Lin Yue felt a surge of warmth in his heart. Every item Ling Wei had chosen struck the precise needs of him and the three women—the jiaowei sword casket suited Su Qingyuan's Innate Sword Body, the Taotie Tripod fit A He's spiritual food talent, and the hundred refinements pill furnace could help Luo Ningshuang advance her Alchemy skills.

This attentiveness moved him more than any treasure could.

Just then, a sound of dispute came from ahead. A burly Cultivator was struggling to move a set of black iron armor. The armor was about seven feet tall, its surface gleaming with a dull luster.

The Cultivator's face was flushed red from the effort, yet the black iron armor remained motionless.

“Boss, this armor can't be moved at all, and you dare to ask for a thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones?” the burly Cultivator roared.

The stall owner was a thin man who crossed his arms and sneered, “This armor was dug up from an ancient ruin. It weighs over ten thousand jun. If you don't have the strength, don't even try!”

“If even Zhu Mingguo can't move it, is there anyone who can?”

“Indeed, Zhu Mingguo is the strongest Body Cultivator in this area. It's said he has the strength to stop a hundred bulls.”

The surrounding Cultivators gathered to watch the spectacle, but no one dared to step forward and try—the divine armor looked terrifyingly heavy, and no one wanted to make a fool of themselves.

Ling Wei tugged at Lin Yue's sleeve: “Senior Brother, you try.”

Lin Yue was stunned for a moment: “Me?”

Expectation shone in Ling Wei's eyes: “I feel like you can pick it up.”

“I'll give it a try.” Lin Yue walked to the side of the divine armor, took a deep breath, and the Ten Thousand Jun Force within his body quietly began to circulate.

He extended his right hand, pressing his palm against the breastplate of the divine armor. Pale gold spiritual energy surged from his palm into the armor—the originally heavy divine armor actually trembled slightly, and the dull luster on the plates flickered with a hint of brilliance as the pressure of the Gravity Runes seemed to be instantly halved.

“Rise!” Lin Yue gave a low shout, his arm muscles suddenly tightening, and he actually managed to lift the seven-foot-tall prajna divine armor steadily into his arms!

The surrounding Cultivators instantly erupted: “My god! This old man actually has such great strength?”

“That's divine armor weighing over ten thousand jun! He actually picked it up with one hand?”

The thin stall owner's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: “You... you can actually move this divine armor?”

“Boss, we'll take this armor.” Ling Wei gave Lin Yue a direct look, signaling him to take the armor.

Lin Yue didn't ask questions; he directly took out Spirit Stones and purchased the divine armor.

Lin Yue carried the armor on his shoulder with an air of complete nonchalance. The two soon arrived at a secluded spot, and only then did Ling Wei say, “Senior Brother, try injecting spiritual energy into the grooves on the inside of the armor.”

Lin Yue did as instructed. As soon as the spiritual energy entered the grooves, the divine armor let out a soft hum. The previously dull luster instantly became brilliant, and the armor automatically contracted, shrinking from seven feet tall to a size that fit his frame, fitting steadily onto his body!

The cool armor pressed against his skin, yet it didn't feel cold; instead, it radiated a warm spiritual energy that seeped through his pores into his body, eventually condensing into a layer of pale gold protective light on the surface of his skin.

Seeing this, Ling Wei's anticipation grew. She said softly, “Clear your mind and see if you can achieve a mental connection with this divine armor!”

Following Ling Wei's words, Lin Yue slowly closed his eyes.

The pale gold light on his skin rose and fell gently with his breathing. The warm spiritual energy from the divine armor seemed to come alive, burrowing into his meridians through his pores and intertwining with the Ten Thousand Jun Force in his body without the slightest conflict.

He deliberately emptied his thoughts, suppressing all curiosity toward the armor and his desire to control the spiritual energy, leaving only a feather-light intent to rest upon that strand of armor energy.

At first, there was only a subtle vibration, and a faint warmth came from where the armor plates met his skin. But as his mind grew calmer, the armor on his chest suddenly became hot—not a burning heat, but like holding a bundle of warm morning light that spread along his Spiritual Veins to his four limbs and hundred bones.

He could clearly "see" the previously dim runes in the grooves on the inside of the armor lighting up one by one. The pale gold lines moved like swimming snakes, winding from the shoulder plates to the waist and abdomen, then crawling down his arms to his fingertips, finally stopping at the position corresponding to his brow and pulsing gently.

“Follow its rhythm, don't try to guide it,” Ling Wei's voice sounded in his ear, carrying a slight, nervous tremor. “The divine armor has a spirit; it is testing you.”

Lin Yue's heart stirred, and he completely released his control over the spiritual energy. In the next second, that armor energy suddenly accelerated and slammed into his Sea of Consciousness!

He did not resist, allowing that force to break through the barrier of his Sea of Consciousness—a chaotic mist suddenly appeared before his eyes, and deep within the mist stood a massive phantom of the armor, draped in ancient dust, its surface carved with blurred runes like a guardian who had slept for ten thousand years.

The moment Lin Yue's intent touched the phantom, it suddenly moved!

It slowly raised its arm, the joints of the armor letting out a soft "click," and two points of golden light lit up in the previously dim eye sockets. An ancient and desolate consciousness traveled through the intent; there were no specific words, only a heavy sense of "waiting" and "searching," as if confirming whether Lin Yue was worthy of being entrusted.

Lin Yue did not deliberately show off his power, only revealing his purest heart of protection—as soon as this sentiment was sent out, the armor phantom let out a low hum, the dust around it instantly dissipated, and the runes lit up with brilliant golden light!

“Buzz—!”

In reality, the prajna divine armor on Lin Yue's body suddenly erupted with dazzling golden light, and the surrounding Spiritual Qi converged frantically toward him, forming a swirling vortex of energy.

In the grooves on the inside of the armor, all the runes lit up, actually condensing a golden mark in the center of the breastplate that was identical to the spirit seal on his brow! The moment the mark formed, Lin Yue's Sea of Consciousness shook violently, and the armor phantom turned into a strand of golden light, burrowing into his Spiritual Veins along his intent and finally merging into the divine armor.

A faint but clear consciousness was directly branded into the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, not heard through his ears, but felt like an innate sense.

Lin Yue snapped his eyes open and reached up to touch the mark on the breastplate—as soon as his fingertips made contact, the divine armor sent a friendly vibration. The originally cool surface had become the same as his body temperature, and it could even adjust its weight according to his will: when he wanted it light, it fit like silk; when he wanted it heavy, the Ten Thousand Jun Force pressed down on him without affecting his movements in the slightest.

“The prajna divine armor truly lives up to its reputation.” Ling Wei stepped forward quickly, her eyes full of joy. “This armor can not only defend, but also convert received attacks into spiritual energy to feed back to you. Most importantly, from now on, it is your Natal Spirit Treasure; even through Reincarnation, it will follow you.”

Lin Yue moved his arms. The divine armor now fit his body perfectly, lacking any of its previous clumsiness; whether punching or jumping, he was not hindered at all. Most wonderful was that this armor had become as light as a feather, not obstructing his flying or sprinting in the least.

“Thanks to you.” Lin Yue looked at Ling Wei, his eyes filled with gratitude. If Ling Wei hadn't seen through the mysteries of the divine armor, he likely would have treated it as ordinary heavy armor and would not have been able to successfully refine it.

Ling Wei smiled and shook her head, her gaze falling on the divine armor: “It is because Senior Brother's Heart-Nature matches the armor. The prajna divine armor was originally a guardian-type Spirit Treasure from the ancient era; only a Cultivator with the Wanjun Overlord Body like Senior Brother would have the chance to be chosen by it.”