His mind began to frantically sift through the Memory Palace, ultimately spotting a grand entrance deep within his memory.
Before the door were a lamp, a dog, a rooster, Rice Mountain, and Noodle Mountain.
"Hmm? Is this something I sealed off myself?" Zhao Xing recognized the familiar setting and immediately understood.
"It seems that thinking about certain matters is wrong. I preemptively sealed some memories." Zhao Xing thought to himself. "This is a warning to not investigate, or else a certain realm will never be unsealed."
If it involves such a level and touches on such high realms, there would be no room to maneuver.
There's no point in trying to benefit from it; the best action is to flee when encountering such things.
"Since I chose to seal it, there must be a reason." Zhao Xing decided not to break the seal, knowing his own tendencies — if it wasn't too costly, he would certainly open the seal for a peek.
