"Why did it run out again?"
Jiang Yan looked disdainfully at the hole above him, with the gaze of a fierce, ravenous wife looking at her impotent husband.
But soon, as though it had heard Jiang Yan's complaint, a large amount of Metal Origin immediately poured in from above again.
Jiang Yan resumed cultivating in peace.
"I hope it lasts a little longer this time."
The moment Old Man Zhao brought up the surveillance feed, he saw Jiang Yan sitting cross-legged, his body like a miniature black hole. Vast quantities of golden gas flowed around him before being sucked in like a storm.
"Damn, that speed!"
Old Man Zhao and his student stared at the sight in utter shock, unable to make heads or tails of Jiang Yan's Qi Absorption speed.
"Teacher Zhao, it looks like he isn't here to steal Qi."
"Bullshit. I'm not blind."
Old Man Zhao glared at his student, then continued staring fixedly at the screen, marveling again and again.
"Strange, truly strange. What kind of Breathing Technique is this? Why have I never seen it before?"
His student also watched Jiang Yan devour Qi like a whale, his face full of envy. "Good heavens, if only my Qi Absorption speed were half as fast as his."
Students who could enter Shendu Martial University all possessed top-tier backgrounds and strength, and the Breathing Techniques they mastered were among the finest. Even he envied Jiang Yan's Qi Absorption speed so deeply. One could only imagine how outrageous Jiang Yan's current efficiency was.
"No wonder so many Spirit Gathering Devices aren't enough for him. Not only is the Qi this kid needs strange, even his Qi Absorption speed is this absurd."
"Teacher Zhao, he's using five Spirit Gathering Devices all by himself right now. Should we throw him