The moment they left, Cleo's playful expression disappeared.
Her small face turned serious as she stood alone in the vast mindscape. She needed to cultivate harder. Only by leveling up could she unlock more sealed memories.
This male master was far from ordinary. Comprehending techniques the moment he advanced was something she had only seen recorded in fragments of memory related to the mythical realm.
And yet, such a person had appeared in the lowest plane of all, the mortal world.
It made no sense.
After a moment, Cleo shook her head. If she couldn't remember now, there was no point in forcing it. Cultivation first. Leveling up meant more mindscape, and more mindscape meant more food. That was reason enough.
Outside, Mary and Ryan reappeared in their hotel room. At a glance, it was clear that someone had already been there. Drawers were open, items displaced, and the room obviously searched in haste.
