The next day, Shen Mo emerged from his cultivation state. Seeing it was already daybreak, he set out.
After some hesitation the previous night, he had decided to explore the location of the ruins, hoping to find some valuable treasures.
Leaving the cave mansion and standing on the cliff edge, he looked at the Spirit Storage Rat, which was languishing on the spiritual vine at the entrance of the cave mansion.
After examining it for a while and seeing no signs of it rousing, he left it alone.
It's been over a month now; does it really take this long to absorb the sense imprint?
He shook his head, grabbed the Spirit Storage Rat by the scruff of its neck, and put it back in its place.
I hope this little fellow will be awake when I return.
With this thought, Shen Mo beckoned with his hand, and the Dragon Sparrow Sword transformed into a stream of light, obediently hovering in the air.
