Countless hidden monsters.
Countless terrifying powers capable of destroying entire kingdoms with a single command.
To stand at the top, he would need far more strength than this.
Much more.
His eyes narrowed.
A powerful aura briefly leaked from his body before being forcefully suppressed.
The room trembled ever so slightly.
"The next time I walk among them," Riley said quietly, "they won't be looking at a piece of trash anymore."
His gaze became distant.
"They'll be looking at someone they can never hope to reach."
Silence returned to the room.
Then Riley sat down once more and resumed cultivating.
The month of seclusion had ended.
But his journey toward true power had only just begun.
Riley stepped outside and summoned his maidservant, Cassie.
She arrived quickly, her footsteps light against the stone path, and bowed with practiced respect. "What is it, Young Master Riley?"
Her voice was gentle, but there was always a trace of hesitation whenever she spoke to him.
