The next day, Ethan awoke early from a deep meditative trance. Opening his eyes slowly, he adjusted both his physical and mental states, reaching a peak of readiness.
His fingertips traced over the smooth surface of the storage ring and checking his system inventory, reviewing each item, ensuring everything was in perfect order and in perfect place.
All was prepared.
The time had come.
He was ready to step beyond the familiar bounds of the Azure Origin Dao sect—perhaps to a future without return.
With a quiet resolve, Ethan left four jade slips on the wooden table beside him.
One for Mr. Burn.
One for Senior Sister Althea.
One for Junior Sister Liana.
The last reserved for Lyralei.
The jade slips bore no elaborate message, simply signifying his departure and a small message.
For Lyralei's, a small and carefully concealed "gift" also accompanied the note.
