Tia's sigil unravels

'Interesting…'

Ever since Tia entered a state of deep meditation, Theo no longer had to waste words on trying to calm her down.

Even his instructions were now limited to just describing each of the steps.

And just by feeling the fluctuations in the girl's mana, watching how his hand moved to properly mark them down, or how the ink itself appeared to move with its own will to create specific shapes in specific parts on each of the rings within the spiral on her back…

Just with this, Theo could tell Tia was doing well.

Not awesome, nowhere near the level of some of the geniuses he saw back in his original life, but far better than average.

'She wouldn't be able to reach her current cultivation level without talent, even with all the resources her father showered her with.' He sighed out. 'I guess I shouldn't be surprised, eh?'