The materials were ready...
But one step remained to ensure the cultivation's success and reduce the pain, even if just a little.
The preserved female Shadow Stalker's body gleamed faintly in the darkness of the improvised tent. Ren manipulated it carefully, tracing the conductive fiber patterns until locating the most appropriate tentacle.
A tentacle too thick would absorb too much mana, one too thin would saturate quickly. He needed an intermediate one, with the correct amount of conductive fibers.
'This one,' he thought while using the Weaver thread to cleanly cut a tentacle the size of his index finger. The internal fibers briefly glowed when exposed, hungry for mana.
With precise movements, Ren submerged the tentacle in the now mana depleted solution he had prepared. The liquid, a mixture of poisonous fungi and moss, was instantly absorbed by the conductive fibers. The tentacle darkened, as if it was a paper that had absorbed ink.
