Following the records in ancient texts, I carefully cut the Golden Scale Stone into countless thin slices, each as fine as a cicada's wing and crystal clear. Afterward, I arranged these slices according to a specific pattern, preparing to fuse them into the artifact embryo. This was the most difficult part of crafting the "Golden Scale Armor"; the slightest carelessness would cause the Golden Scale Stone to lose its spirituality and degenerate into a common object.
To ensure nothing went wrong, I secluded myself for days, pouring my entire focus into the crafting process. The fire in the artifact cauldron burned fiercely, and my sweat dripped onto the ground before the furnace, evaporating instantly. I continuously adjusted the flame temperature and controlled the input of spiritual energy, not daring to relax even a fraction.
Seeing that the Golden Scale Stone had completely fused into the artifact embryo, my heart filled with joy, as if the dawn of victory was right before my eyes. However, at this crucial moment, my hand trembled slightly from prolonged exertion.
Chapter 44