Gu Yue took the lead walking toward the door. Behind her followed Leng Yaozhu. "Yueyue, your cultivation is coming along nicely and your design skills are improving quickly. Shall I help you start a one-word battle armor? I can get it done for you within half a year. Considering your design skills, a three-metal alloy would work out well. You'll be able to upgrade it easily in the future."
"No, I'm fine. But thank you, Teacher. Please allow me to handle my own battle armor." Not batting an eye, Gu Yue refused an offer ordinary soul masters would only dream of, and with that matter settled, the master and disciple pair stepped through the door.
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Tang Wulin returned to his dormitory late in the evening, his muscles as heavy as lead. He flopped onto his bed. After struggling to sit and bend his legs into a pretzel, he let himself drift into meditation.