Chapter 2282 — The Miraculous Mask
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"Very well, then I shall trouble you," Wei Zhao said.
"It is no great trouble. To repay a kindness, no trouble is too great," the Heaven-Rank Spider said with a shake of its head and a smile.
Wei Zhao nodded and said no more. He was, after all, rather curious about that teleportation formation—curious enough that the spider clan would go to the immense trouble of weaving a silk bridge merely to satisfy him.
"By the way, though this cave is protected by an ancient restriction, the outside is not. If you should wish to go out tonight, you had best be careful," the Heaven-Rank Spider warned. "With us gone, I fear your enemies might seize the chance to slip in. I have here a Thousand-Silk Mask. Once worn, your appearance will become that of an entirely different person. If you need to step out for any reason, put on the mask; should anyone question you, simply say you are guests of our spider clan. The spider clan and the Fire Lion clan have long been at odds—if it is someone from the Tagan family, they will surely know this. Seeing unfamiliar faces who are our guests, they should not make trouble for you."
"Then I thank you for your consideration," Wei Zhao said, genuinely grateful for the Heaven-Rank Spider's thoroughness. Indeed, if he and Sun Jingyan were guests of the spider clan, they could not possibly be "Zhang Naipao," who was on friendly terms with the Fire Lion clan—and with different faces besides, the matter would not be probed further. Still, Wei Zhao was curious: what exactly was this Thousand-Silk Mask? "That mask you mentioned—what is it?"
"It is a special treasure our spider clan alone can craft. The making, however, is exceedingly difficult—it requires two spiders of Heaven-Rank or above working together, along with many external conditions and materials. Thus we have only one in reserve," the Heaven-Rank Spider said. "Only one of you two can use it."
With that, the Heaven-Rank Spider produced a Thousand-Silk Mask and handed it to Wei Zhao.
"This is it?" Wei Zhao studied the thin mask in the Heaven-Rank Spider's hand with some amazement. At first glance it resembled a facial mask made of transparent silicone, yet the moment he took it, it felt altogether different—silky smooth, like human skin, and pleasant to the touch.
"Yes. Try it," the Heaven-Rank Spider said with a nod.
Wei Zhao did not try it himself. Instead, he placed the Thousand-Silk Mask directly over Sun Jingyan's face—and sure enough, she at once became another person, utterly unrecognizable from her former self!
Even Wei Zhao, who knew her better than anyone, could not recognize who she was at that moment!
This was truly a fine treasure—for disguise, nothing could be better!
"So miraculous?" Wei Zhao said in astonishment. "Can this mask change its appearance at will?"
"No. The appearance it grants is fixed; it cannot be altered according to one's imagination," the Heaven-Rank Spider said, shaking its head. "I have heard of masks that can change one's features according to imagination, but I do not know how to make them."
"I see. Still, this is already quite wonderful," Wei Zhao said. "Such a precious item, and your clan has only one—I feel somewhat embarrassed to accept it."
"Heh, keeping this mask is of no use to our clan; we have no need to alter our appearance," the Heaven-Rank Spider said. "My former contract master and the second person to pass through this teleportation formation had no use for it either. So it goes to you, benefactor."
"Then I shall not decline," Wei Zhao said, accepting the mask without further protest. It was indeed a fine thing—he truly could not bring himself to refuse.
"That is all settled, then. I must take my people and begin the work. See you in the morning! Mr. Lin!" the Heaven-Rank Spider said.
"See you in the morning!" Wei Zhao nodded.