But hours passed. Afternoon faded into night. Jack Reed remained relentless. Shelf by shelf, he scanned book after book, barely pausing, his pen moving occasionally.
Six. Seven hours. No breaks. No theatrics.
Just books.
This isn’t an act… Is he insane?
Her anger faltered, replaced by confusion.
Did his cultivation go berserk?
She watched in silence as Jack finally closed the last book.
“So much knowledge…”
He exhaled, content. With everything now stored in the Vault of Eternal Insight, he had developed a comprehensive understanding of battle techniques, cultivation, alchemy, forging, and more.
With Zara Vale’s Pure Moon Body… this is the technique she needs. But I’ll need to make preparations…
Even flaws in his Warrior 3 path were now clear—easy to correct.
Rumble.
His stomach
