As far as the system was concerned, Gojo and Eirene didn't exist... at least not while he was here.
His cultivation realm had also reached the brink.
Peak Nascent Soul.
He could feel it even without the panel. His qi was dense, refined to an extreme degree, circulating effortlessly through his meridians.
If he went into a few days seclusion, he could definitely into the next stage.
But not now.
"No time for breakthroughs," Victor muttered.
He dismissed the interface and stepped out of the cultivation space.
Before he could go far, a familiar figure rounded a corner and froze.
Chen Wen stared at him as if he'd seen a ghost.
"F-Fang Chen?" he exclaimed. "You're back?!"
Victor smiled faintly. "Looks like it."
Chen Wen rushed forward, gripping Victor's shoulders with barely restrained excitement. "You vanished again! No warning, no message—just gone!"
"I had… things to handle," Victor replied calmly.
