The sage was determined to die.

Ji Bai was certain that this literary talent was indeed extraordinary.

Just by knocking out a few people and retrieving a few fragments of Wenxin, the puzzle in his mind had become much more complete.

However, it feels like a defective product that was rushed to market before it was even fully designed, with extremely incomplete functionality.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense.

Didn't he break it himself?

Ji Bai shook his head slightly, and without making a sound, he gathered the collected Wenxin fragments into his sleeve. In a place where no one could see, these fragments were quickly decomposed.

With each piece broken down, the core of the text becomes a little more complete.

Ji Bai had other guesses in his mind. This Wen Xin was extremely strange. Even someone as strong as him could not fully accept it, let alone others.

Could it be that this literary heart was originally meant to be broken before it could be used?

Ji Bai stopped and turned to look at the two of them. They were puzzled, but subconsciously prepared themselves for this guy to act crazy again.

Ji Bai reached into his robes and rummaged around, seemingly trying to pull out something. After a while, two tiny suits of armor appeared out of thin air in his hands.

You have to squint to see it clearly.

"What's this?" Yan Ming looked at the other person's body with a strange expression, and silently took a step back. "Brother, I know you haven't showered for many days, but could you bear with it for a bit..."

Ji Bai clasped his hands together into a fist and punched him on the back of the head.

So Yan Ming, while clutching the large bump on the back of his head, heard the man say in a calm tone something terrifying: "A product of Wenxin, for your self-defense."

Gongsun Yang opened his eyes wide, opened his palm and took it. The weight of this thing in his hand was almost negligible, as light as air.

He couldn't help but swallow hard, concealing his shock: "Brother Ji, how did you do that?"

Ji Bai picked at his ear with his little finger, a smug, genius-like smile spreading across his face: "Is this difficult?"

"Unheard of."

Ji Bai paused for a moment, then said, "That's normal."

After a moment, Ji Bai explained, "If you put this on your chest, it will probably save your life if you encounter danger."

After saying that, his eyes darted around: "But even if it can't be saved, I'll provide after-sales service on the spot."

Yan Ming thought for a moment. Since this thing was very light and wouldn't cause much trouble, he simply stuffed it into his chest and exclaimed, "A superior-grade literary heart is still the best."

"But what if your limbs get injured?" Thinking of this, Yan Ming frantically hinted to the other person with his eyes.

"You've reminded me. There's still some danger ahead," Ji Bai said, clapping his hands.

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light appeared on Ji Bai's body, and then he was completely enveloped in armor, which was as impenetrable as an iron barrel.

"You're very thoughtful."

Ji Bai's voice came from inside the iron bucket.

Yan Ming: "..."

Gongsun Yang: "..."

The two looked down at the small lump that had appeared on their chests and, for some reason, felt incredibly pitiful.

However, reality did not give them time to express their feelings. The next moment, a sharp howl suddenly attacked everyone's eardrums. The three of them turned around in the direction of the sound and saw a huge rock suddenly raise its "neck", and the mountain burst out with bright red cracks.