Lin Mu nodded, satisfied with the consumption of Immortal qi.
"It's drawing qi from me… but it's manageable," he muttered.
In fact, the rate at which the Divine Sheath absorbed his Immortal Qi was far slower than his passive absorption rate from the environment. With his current foundation and physique, Lin Mu replenished his reserves faster than they were being consumed.
He wasn't even breaking a sweat.
Wanting to be cautious, he posed a silent question to the Sheath through his sense.
"Do you need additional materials?"
But the Sheath gave no response. No pulse. No image. Nothing but quiet harmony.
He understood the silence—it didn't need anything else.
It already had what it required.
