Ethan looked at Rathlos's stern expression and tried to find even a hint of surprise on his face, but there was none.
"Haaa…" Ethan sighed heavily. "I thought it would surprise you, but alas…"
Rathlos snorted. "Just because I am a wyvern, did you really take me as some random hillbilly who hasn't seen anything?"
Though he spoke confidently, inwardly he was sweating bullets.
What… how?
He truly did not understand how Ethan had done this.
"By my calculations," Rathlos continued, narrowing his eyes, "you should have taken a minimum of ten years to reach the Emperor stage. So what did you do?"
Ethan frowned for a moment.
'Ten years… but I used two hundred years of Martial Insight and all that to reach this point.'
"System, what is this?" Ethan asked silently.
[Host, that was the effective gross cultivation, but a large chunk of cultivation is lost during the process. The efficiency is quite low.Also the insights were capped at B rank, without a system this should be the end.]
