His mind involuntarily conjured the sensation of Lipo's smooth, cool forehead pressed against his brow, along with her delicate, flushed face so close to his own.
"Could it be my 95 points of Charisma at work?"
He muttered to himself.
"Well... it's not like I mind."
Lost in his thoughts, he casually waved his hand, sending the stone slabs, Crystal Cores, and other assorted items into his Scroll World.
Lipo was immersed in her own worries and suspicions. She was caught off guard when Chen Yan waved his hand, and the huge pile of heavy stone slabs and Crystal Cores vanished into thin air.
Her heart shuddered again. The doubt that had just appeared on her face was instantly swallowed by deep awe.
A spatial technique that could conjure things from thin air and create a world of its own was surely a divine power possessed only by legendary mighty beings from the Upper Realm!
Perhaps... she was overthinking it?
The envoy had his own reasons for everything he did. How could a being from the lower realm like her presume to understand them?
If Lipo could have heard Chen Yan's thoughts just then, her energy core would probably have gone haywire again with anger.
Naturally, she had her reasons for choosing the most primitive and direct method of teaching the technique: pressing their foreheads together.
The Stone Spirit Clan's most essential art, the fundamental method that connected them directly to their ancestor, would be disastrous for the entire clan if stored in a "Memory Crystal" that could be easily copied and stolen. What if some thief showed up and took it?
So the best way to prevent theft was to store it within her own ancestral consciousness core and pass it down personally, generation after generation.
That method of