Jiang Zhe was astonished. "The Mechanical Race is really this generous? This single Thunderglow Source Mother can create ten geniuses in the Thunder Origin Law?"
"Master, so what if it creates ten? Most of them would already be remarkable if they could advance to immortality. In the eyes of the Mechanical Race, they would merely be cannon fodder."
"But if the one receiving the bribe is a Marquis Immortal, even a small amount of aiding the enemy could bring the Mechanical Race far greater returns."
"Besides, no one said this entire thing was meant for one person."
Oriana pointed to the ten exquisite crystal bottles in the metal case.
"True." Jiang Zhe nodded and used his psychic power to lift a crystal bottle, filling it with one-tenth of the essence from the Thunderglow sphere.
It was sour and astringent, with an intoxicating sensation like alcohol, and seemed to be volatile.
Light purple, viscous, and flecked with motes of light, it seemed as though starlight flowed within when gently shaken.
Jiang Zhe tipped back his head and drained the more than ten milliliters in one gulp.
It was as if arcs of electricity blossomed on his tongue. The sour, astringent sensation shot straight into his brain, while numbness spread throughout his body.
Before it had even gone down his throat, the essence vanished completely, turning into streams of electricity that raced through his entire body. His temperature rose, steam billowing from him, yet his body felt indescribably comfortable.
Jiang Zhe only felt as though layers upon layers of gauze had been peeled away before his eyes. The Thunder Origin Law had never seemed so clear to him.
His many previous doubts regarding Law Comprehension melted away like snow in spring.
Jiang Zhe greatly enjoyed the feeling. He took out a Law