"Let's think about it tomorrow after the evening's gala." Remus didn't ponder much, heading back to his room and commencing his meditation.
***
The Island of the Monarch was teeming with an unusually vibrant energy, rivaling the potency of the Violet Sanctum. Such an exceptional opportunity simply shouldn't be wasted.
Moreover, cultivation was his trump card. If he hadn't been shielded by divine energy when facing Bason, he would have died long ago.
The moments passed swiftly during the meditation, and before he knew it, the sky had turned dark.
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