The Despicable God
"Siphon their cultivation? You mean absorbing them for his own gain? How vile!...We should have known…" Irene mumbled with a dark expression.
"Couldn't have expected any less from a god like him…" Reva muttered with firmly pressed lips.
"He actually could have just absorbed our cultivations right after he killed us, but he was in an injured state where he couldn't just go around killing everyone. He wanted someone to do all the work for him, and that too in a way that we don't feel suspicious. The Xeton Empire started placing the Cursed Seals for Yohr while we completed their job by offering our dead to Yohr, where he siphoned their cultivation. Still, how could our mortal cultivations be of any help to a god?" Elor mumbled with furrowed brows.