The old man nodded slightly as though satisfied with what he saw.
"Come here," he said.
Max stepped forward without hesitation and walked closer to the old man's transparent figure.
Although the old man's body appeared like a shadow made of mist, there was still a faint sense of presence surrounding him.
The old man raised his hand slowly.
Then he tapped lightly on Max's forehead.
"Here," the old man said calmly. "This contains the entirety of my life's work."
"I am giving it all to you."
The moment his finger touched Max's forehead, an enormous surge of information poured directly into Max's mind.
It felt as though countless ancient scriptures, diagrams, cultivation methods, and theories were suddenly unfolding inside his consciousness all at once. The sheer amount of knowledge was overwhelming, yet Max's mind instinctively began absorbing it.
His eyes widened slightly as he processed the information flowing through him.
Then his eyes began to shine with excitement.
