Chapter 711 Limited Edition Suits by Yours Truly


    In''s fingers danced as he began to sew the threads of wool into various designer styles, expertly interweaving the different shades of wool to form intricate patterns. In a few hours, a pair of clothes were ready.


    The style, quality,fort, and ease of wearing easily exceeded that of the nomadic Kingdom nearby who didn''t have the time, energy, and effort to invest in the art of wool weaving. They were more focused on surviving, as all weak Free Human Kingdoms did.


    While In worked on transforming the acquired wool into clothes, Vir used a bone syringe to extract his blood. Any part of his body could be used as a Spirit Weapon, and the extent of control only increases over time as he gets more used to it.


    Simr to how an Empyrean Snapper controls water, Vir can control his blood. But he would have to prepare enough first and seep Prana into it from time to time so that it doesn''t degrade.


    Once he had collected enough amount, Vir approached the nearby trees and injected small quantities of the blood into the veins on the leaves. From time to time, he made contact with the blood through psychokinesis to keep them operational.


    When a Balghat consumes enough quantity of these leaves, Vir uses psychokinesis on the blood within them and moves them into its respiratory tract, thus way suffocating them. This was the most cost-effective method he had figured out over the years.


    "Wear this!" In threw a woollen suit and said, "It has decent defensive properties against Iron Grade Pranic Beasts. Unless it''s something like a Bludder, you won''t be dying from a single hit."


    Balghats can regrow theyer of wool covering their bodies over the course of a month naturally. Otherwise, they can consume 220 units of Prana to regrow it to full capacity in under an hour.


    "Wait…" Vir grabbed the suit and lifted it, noticing that it was a block of wool woven like a suitcase, "How the fuck am I supposed to wear it?"


    "Seep your Prana into it and you''ll witness the magic." Inughed and detailed, "Just one unit will do."


    "What are you talking about…" Vir muttered in confusion but did as told, shrieking in surprise when the block of wool expanded around him like when the Balghat activated its Primary Nature and wrapped around him, "Fucker! Are you trying to kill me…wait a second! This feels nice."


    Vir observed a stylised woollen suit covering him, wrapping his body perfectly. It was as if it was created just for him, as it outlined his figure to the decimals and depicted his physique in the best way possible.


    "Have you been touching me while I was asleep?" Vir stared at In in disgust, "I never knew you swung that way."


    "Hahaha!" In burst intoughter in response, "Don''t worry, I''m not interested in touching poop. You''re the kind of poop even dung beetles avoid, so don''t kid yourself."


    "Itching to be beaten up once again?" In stared at Vir upon noticing the opponent''s anger, "I don''t mind using your face to wipe a Balghat''s ass."


    "Fuck you!" Vir raged and poured Prana into his two puppets that sprung upon In, intending to beat him up. But suddenly, small yarns of wool mmed into them and expanded rapidly to constrict their bodies.


    Followed by a thud, the two puppets fell on the ground, unable to break free no matter how much Prana Vir poured into them, as they had been expertly targeted at the joints, unable to exercise any muscr strength.


    "You were saying?" In stared at Vir and raised an eyebrow, "Are you still harbouring delusions of besting me inbat?"


    "You might be strong, but I have dozens of methods to neutralise you in any situation," Inmented and touched the wool cocoon on the two puppets. By expending a unit of Prana per each, he collected them in their cocoon forms.


    "Shit!" Vir grumbled in anger and stared at the suit he was wearing, "What the fuck have you done here?"


    "And why is the power of a Balghat still present within the wool?" He stared at In in disbelief, "Are you able to use its Nature?"


    "Its wool is its Nature." In said, "As long as Prana is infused into it, the Balghat''s wool can express the properties of its Nature. All I''m doing here is adding in an element that can absorb Prana from others and pour it into the wool."


    Had In had his Tertiary Nature of Prana Stitch, this would have been an extremely simple process. But since he didn''t have that, he had to rely on his Skill of Palm Stitch, which was fixed on his palm print.


    If one looked at the pattern that the wool had been weaved with, it would resemble In''s palm print. To the eyes of anyone else, it would only look like one of the patterns of the wool clothes. But this was the imprint that allowed In''s Palm Stitch to remain in function, as he hadid it on the wool strings forming the pattern.


    As long as the pattern wasn''t damaged through wear and tear, it''ll remain in effect, keeping the Balghat''s Primary Nature of Wool Expansion functional. When a unit of Prana is seeped into the suitcase of wool, the pattern absorbs it and distributes the Prana through the wool, which activates it.


    The wooltches onto the target that had poured Prana inside it and forms a cocoon, simr to how it works for a Balghat. But In had weaved it in such a way that the woollen threads were unable to tighten beyond a certain level.


    Thereby, all they did was align themselves closely to the outline of the target body. In had weaved a bit of wool in excess for all sections, especially at the stomachs, thighs, and shoulders. This allowed the suit to amodate itself for varying physical features.


    He nned tobel them for people with a certain body size, for the suit would be able to amodate all variations within that range. In his ns, there were six suits for male and female adults respectively, twenty suits for male and female teenagers separately, and finally, more than forty for the children that grew fast.


    As the wool was the product of a Nature, it was pretty strong in its defensive capabilities. It was something that regr people could wear even in the Brimgan Empire, not to mention a Free Human Kingdom on a desperate run for survival.


    It looks cool, boasts great defensive aspects, can amodate varying body frames and sizes, and best of all, can be worn and taken off in a second by expending only one unit of Prana each time.


    The excess fabric present in the suit would form hats, shoulder pads, and frills along the leg section. There wasn''t much variety in terms of colours as In was limited to the natural colours.


    But for the time being, that wasn''t important. Once the duo infiltrate the closest Kingdom and establish themselves as a merchant organisation, they could look for suitable dyeing processes. Their goal was after all to use that as a setup and eventually enter the Varahan Empire.


    "Won''t your workload be too high in the future?" Vir frowned and stared at In, "Though you were fast, it still took you a few hours for a suit. Won''t it be impossible to keep up with the pace once we start a business in the Varahan Empire?"


    "When the demand increases, we''llbel ourselves a luxury brand." In grinned, watching Vir''s eyes widen in realisation, "Since we can only produce a limited amount, our suits will be a limited-edition luxury good. The people that purchase our suits can brag about it, as it''ll be a status symbol."


    "Man, you really thought it throughpletely." Vir nodded in praise before asking, "But we''ll definitely be too big. Won''t Yamahara investigate us just in case?"


    "Can''t you change your appearance?" In stared at Vir, "You can gradually reshape your entire skeleton, right?"


    "Yes, it''s possible." Vir nodded, "But my presence won''t be changing, since I am still myself."


    "What if we cultivate one of the Varahan Empire''s cultivation techniques?" In asked next and stared at Vir, "Will it still be possible for them to identify us?"


    "Even without all that," He eyed Vir, "Do you know that you''ve grown a bit older aspared to before?"


    "I did?" Vir thought for a bit before he observed In, "Wait, you look older too. I never noticed since I observed your physical changes daily."


    They were currently covered in mud, had unkempt hair, covered by an array of clothes whose materials were sourced from a variety of Pranic Beasts they hade across in the past three years, and had thinned out a lot due to their diet. n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om


    In and Vir were currently 53 years old. After their Spirit Containers had been sealed and they dropped to the Spirit Stage, their actual age was beginning to show. Thanks to Prana, they were still able to move without much difficulty, but the moment the duo thought in the direction, they tallied the differences.


    "We''re indeed getting older." Vir grinned as he calcted, "If we remain in this Kingdom for a few years, we''ll grow even older. By then, we won''t even have to add any disguises."


    "Yes," In nodded, "A wrinkled skin, a bushy beard, and the exhaustion stemming from old age will modify our presence naturally. Even Brangara won''t be able to associate us with the identities of our actual bodies."


    Even In''s Royal Zinger form had a lifespan spanning multiple centuries. His appearance was that of a youth in his early twenties, still in his prime. It was even more exaggerated for Vir, who would remain in his prime after a millennium or two.


    Even when disguised, their presence would still contain the confidence stemming from their pinnacle strength. But the current duo of In and Vir here had been living as powerless individuals. At the slightest sound, their bodies flinched and reacted.


    They had actual trauma due to their survival life, which made them seem likepletely different people. Even without any disguise, it would be hard for anyone else to recognise who they were.


    "Can you recognise me as In if you didn''t stare at my mug daily?" In asked.


    "Fuck no." Vir chuckled and began to prepare food, "How much do you want to stockpile?"


    "At least twenty suits, with some age and gender variety." In said and stared at Vir, "And a dozen bodyguards from your side. If we go in alone, we''ll be murdered."


    "I know," Vir huffed in response, "I''ll prepare a team of puppets to act as our bodyguards."


    Five monthster, they were prepared. A wagon carrying suits in the shape of suitcases was escorted by a team of bodyguards, numbering ten in total. There were traces of destruction and repair across the wagon, with blood and flesh smeared across it.


    While two of the bodyguards pulled the wagon, the figures of In and Vir were seated inside, protecting their goods, their expression tired and distraught, disying that they had been through a lot to get here in safety, after going through untold sacrifices.


    Slowly, they travelled across Petrichor Savannah and were ganged up by a group of predators, right when they were fifteen kilometres from the nomadic Kingdom.


    "The timing couldn''t have been any better." In muttered as he spotted a group of soldiers far away and began to fight, "Let''s survive until they get here."


    "Should I act like a damsel in distress?" Vir expressed a shy smile, "What if my acting is too good?"


    "Oh, shut your stinky trap!" In hit Vir in the head and pointed at the group of predators that had surrounded them, "Act?"


    "Bastard, we truly must fight for survival. Otherwise, we will be their dinner."