Ning sat in the Aether forest, with rain pelting him all over. His body was fully soaked from the rain, but his focus was on something else entirely.
He took out a bottle from his storage and looked at the dark purple liquid inside of it. This one was particularly concentrated and thus held a lot of Aether over the course of the last 3 years.
This one bottle alone was enough to send an Aether Saint all the way to the Aether Supreme rank. However, for an Aether supreme, they needed at the very least 5 such bottles.
Ning opened the cap on the bottle and started drinking it. The Concentrated aether had a slightly salty and metallic taste to it. It wasn't something he could exactly explain. But, it was good enough that he drank it without waiting for a single moment.
Immediately, he started using both his manual and automatic absorption skills to take in the aether he had just downed.
