Back in the quiet of the courtyard, Jia Hao settled cross-legged on the stone floor. The bronze cover of the Flowing Gale Grimoire rested in his palms.
The book was certainly different from other books. Jia Hao could feel the faint energy of wind swirling around it. He took a breath and let a trickle of spiritual qi flow into it.
The green gem embedded on its cover flared to life, pulsing with soft radiant light. A torrent of knowledge poured directly into his mind, an introduction to the fundamentals of magic, a method for circulating mana, and three spells etched into the grimoire's core. Jia Hao wasn't fazed at all, since it was much more similar to the skill absorption of the Pot of Miracles.
After gaining the corresponding knowledge, Jia Hao opened the grimoire for a more thorough reading. The theories were well explained, and the magic inscribed within was high ranking too.
