The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...
"Sky 3" Room was precisely where Lu Ye was staying.
The elder pondered for a moment, "Such talent is indeed rare."
The higher the talent, the more spiritual energy one can inhale and exhale. And the reason why spiritual energy was denser in the "Sky" rooms was as Lu Ye had surmised—the room had been discreetly fitted with a spirit energy gathering array, which concentrated nature's spiritual energy while also consuming Spirit Stones.
The more pronounced the Array's operation, the greater the consumption of Spirit Stones.
Though the elder had seen many cultivators with outstanding talent, there were plenty who consumed even more than Lu Ye. However, for someone in Level 4 realm to require three to four more Spirit Stones daily was quite extraordinary.
"Shall we ask him to leave?" the Manager inquired.