Chapter 646: Floor of Inheritance
Max stood at the doorway for a moment longer, the silver key still resting in his palm, watching the retreating figure of Lyra disappear down the hallway. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
He understood her words—her warning, her expectations, her concerns—but beneath it all, he held a quiet, unwavering confidence in his own strength.
Shaking his head lightly, he turned the key and stepped into the room.
The interior was elegant—too elegant, perhaps. It had the classic layout of a high-tier cultivation suite: a spacious bed with silk sheets, a polished blackwood table, a separate washroom, and a sealed training chamber outlined with refined spirit inscriptions that shimmered with a faint golden hue.
Despite the lavish design, Max didn’t bother inspecting the comfort or aesthetics. His mind was already elsewhere.
He walked straight to the training chamber and stepped inside. The moment the door sealed shut behind him, the world outside seemed to vanish. Sitting cross-legged at the center of the chamber, Max exhaled slowly and took out the object he had stored away for this moment.
From within his storage space, he pulled out a radiant, pulsating orb that crackled with arcs of pure azure lightning.
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[Lightning Core: Heart of the Azure Storm]