The Divas turned to her in shock. "Impossible," Seraphine said quickly. "To sustain three separate cultivators at once without losing control of one's own energy...no one could do that."
"Yet he does," the Empress replied calmly. "It must be because of that foreign soul of his. It bends the rules of our world in ways even I have not seen before."
Lucas, though he couldn't hear their exact words, felt the Empress's eyes on him. He kept his composure, neither confirming nor denying anything. Inside, however, he could feel the steady stream of energy flowing from his core into the three women's dantians through the invisible thread of their bond. It was effortless, natural, as though his Qi existed in abundance far beyond his own body.
