In the morning, he absorbed purple qi; at night, he cultivated profound arts.
After returning to West Sea City, Wang Chen quietly advanced to the Purple Mansion third layer.
During his time on Lightning Island, besides diligently cultivating the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning Method, he had not neglected the Innate Five Elements Technique either.
As the days accumulated, its experience naturally filled to the brim.
With Wang Chen's current Spiritual Root and comprehension, even if he never gained another point in the future, he could still possibly condense golden core.
A minor breakthrough from the Purple Mansion second layer to the third layer was nothing at all.
His goal was high-level Purple Mansion.
Of course, it would be best if he could condense golden core within the West Sea Sect.
On the other hand, Wang Chen had never obtained any clues regarding the "Path to Heaven."
Back then, Changchun had given him only a name.
Wang Chen had investigated and inquired both openly and covertly, yet gained nothing.
But he was not anxious. After all, what mattered most to him now was still improving his cultivation.
With sufficient strength, even if he ultimately failed to flee to the upper realm, he would have a better chance of surviving the great calamity ahead.
In truth, Wang Chen was quite satisfied with his current life.
Within the West Sea Sect's gates, spiritual qi was abundant. There were lofty peaks for drawing in purple qi and lake islands for practicing spells. The cultivation arts in the sect's Library Pavilion were countless, and Golden Core cultivators often gave lectures and guidance.
Though he was not a true disciple, what more could a bottom layer cultivator like him ask for?
Yet just as Wang Chen decided to lie low for another year or two and