Chapter 100: Ultimate-Grade Weapon! Chi Yao’s Shock!

Though making a few jokes inwardly, Chen Xuan remained perfectly composed on the surface.

His attention settled on the upgraded treasure as he quietly activated the Heavenly Insight Eye.

The moment his gaze focused on it, a description surfaced before him.

...

[Catgirl Costume — Ultimate-Grade Spirit Weapon.]

[Inherited the characteristics of its predecessor, this Spirit Weapon possesses exceptional defensive capabilities and can absorb lethal damage on behalf of its user. In addition, it greatly enhances the user’s speed and physical strength while active.]

[Once every seven days, the user may transform into a Nether Cat, gaining extraordinary agility and movement speed at the cost of losing a portion of their offensive power.]

...

The panda costume had originally been crafted by Tang Yuechen herself.

Back then, she had poured her experience, skills, and resources into its creation to thank Chen Xuan.

Although the finished product ultimately fell short of the Ultimate Grade, her attainments in Weapon Refining had allowed her to create something only a step away from that realm.

Now, after being enhanced by the Upgrade Card, the final imperfections had finally been made up for.

An Ultimate-Grade Spirit Weapon!

Although Chen Xuan already possessed two Holy Weapons and an Artifact, he still couldn’t help but feel tempted upon seeing it.

Not to mention him, even Peak Nascent Soul cultivators would turn green with envy if they saw such a treasure.

A weapon of such a level was enough to increase one’s combat strength dramatically.

Still, Chen Xuan managed to calm himself down.

He naturally wouldn’t steal his disciple’s treasure.

...And even if he wanted to, there was no way he would choose a catgirl costume.

Calmly suppressing his thoughts, he guided the treasure back toward Huo Ling’er.

Ignoring the embarrassment written all over her face, he spoke as though nothing unusual had happened.

"I’ve managed to upgrade it into an Ultimate-Grade Spirit Weapon."

"As for its appearance, don’t pay too much attention to it. The final form was influenced by your own subconscious desires."

His expression remained serious as he spoke.

Just as Huo Linger was about to protest, Chen Xuan raised his hand and interrupted her.

"The abilities of this Spirit Weapon are quite straightforward..."

As Chen Xuan described its effects, Huo Ling’er gradually forgot about what she intended to say.

The shame on her face slowly faded, replaced by a look of excitement.

By the time Chen Xuan finished his explanation, her gaze was practically glued to the costume.

No matter how strange it looked, she no longer cared.

An Ultimate-Grade Spirit Weapon! Even if she had to suffer such a "terrible fate" in order to use it, she would never part with it.

A bright smile blossomed across her face.

Completely ignoring the lingering soreness on her purple buttocks, she bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Don’t worry. I won’t disappoint you. I’ll definitely bring out this treasure’s full potential and make you proud!"

Her excited voice echoed throughout the clearing.

They not only earned a nod of approval from Chen Xuan but also served to snap Chi Yao out of her daze.

As she woke up, disbelief filled her eyes.

Unlike Huo Ling’er, who trusted Chen Xuan blindly and had little understanding of what an Ultimate-Grade Spirit Weapon represented, Chi Yao knew very well how valuable such a treasure was.

Although it was nothing in her previous life, for her current self, it was a treasure.

However, what truly shocked her was not its value.

Rather, it was the way in which it had come into existence.

For a moment, Chi Yao doubted herself.

Recalling the previous lights that had appeared, after which a normal magic weapon had been upgraded, she couldn’t help but rub her eyes.

Only after confirming she had not imagined everything did she dare to raise her head and look toward Chen Xuan.

For the first time since the two met, Chen Xuan saw a flash of astonishment in Chi Yao’s black eyes.

The calm expression she had always maintained vanished, and she, for the first time, displayed the emotion that a girl of her age normally would.

For a brief moment, Chen Xuan felt an urge to reach out and ruffle her hair.

Fortunately, reason prevailed. He quickly suppressed that impulse.

Not giving any time for Chi Yao to recover, he cleared his throat and continued.

"Chi Yao."

"Although I’ve previously said that the distinction between righteous and demonic cultivators lies in the heart rather than the cultivation method, that is merely my personal view. At least, most cultivators do not share it."

"Because of your Spirit Body, you’re destined to walk down this path. However, that doesn’t mean you should expose your nature to everyone you meet."

He paused briefly.

"Over the past few days, I’ve developed a technique specifically for you."

"I call it the Origin Concealment Technique. Using it, a cultivator can alter the nature of their Spiritual Energy and disguise the characteristics and appearance of their spells and techniques."

As he spoke, Chen Xuan pointed forward.

A stream of light shot out of his fingers and landed on Chi Yao’s forehead.

Before she could react, a flood of information poured into her mind.

Methods for circulating Spiritual Energy, how to transform it on a particle-level, and how to simulate the aura and appearance of her spells.

Given Chi Yao’s experience and terrifying comprehension, she grasped the essence of the technique almost instantly.

She instinctively put it to the test.

Closing her eyes, she circulated her demonic energy according to the described route.

Instantly, the demonic energy shrouding her body faded away.

The chilling indifference in her eyes softened, while the sense of gloom she unconsciously carried disappeared.

In its place arose a pure and somewhat holy aura.

In the past, Chi Yao had always resembled a Demon Goddess who descended upon the mortal world to bring forth divine punishment.

Yet, as the Origin Concealment Technique was activated, this image shattered.

Chi Yao now looked like a celestial goddess.

Though still aloof and detached, the feeling was entirely different, as if that was how it ought to be.

Even Chi Yao was surprised by this change.

More importantly, she knew the technique’s effects did not stop there.

She raised her hand, and a flame appeared above her hand.

At first, it was pitch-black, filled with ghostly wails that appeared to originate from the depths of the Underworld.

But with a thought, this appearance changed.

As the image of Huo Ling’er’s attacks emerged in Chi Yao’s mind, the flames quickly transformed.

Their dark color grew deep orange, while the wailing ghosts turned into the silhouette of a mythical bird.

"Chirp!"

A clear cry echoed through the air as a fiery Phoenix spread its wings and soared toward the sky.