Xue Jing was ecstatic.
It really worked!
Knowledge was absorbed from Zong Shichan's head, and Xue Jing felt something enter his palm, flowing through the channel into his brain before moving into the consciousness residing in the deepest layer of his brain.
Coiling Dragon Art, Armor Shaking Skill, Tiger Essence Boxing... makeup knowledge, elementary Chinese, math, history, twenty beautiful braided hairstyles, methods for a princess to deal with sycophantic kids her age...
A stream of various fragmented and incomplete pieces of knowledge kept flowing in, causing Xue Jing to furrow his brows.
What a mess this is.
As the knowledge was absorbed, Xue Jing felt his spirit burdened like a person holding up their hands, getting heavy objects piled on incessantly, making the spiritual load heavier and heavier.
"Is this the feeling others have when they receive 'Empowerment,' rapidly taking in knowledge that's not their own?"
Xue Jing pondered.