What a pity.
The moment True Person Bai Jun understood, he quietly lamented inwardly.
He had only ever taken seven disciples in his life.
Four of them had already fallen, while the other three had yet to condense a Golden Core.
Though his own cultivation was exceedingly profound, True Person Bai Jun felt that, when it came to nurturing the younger generation, he had let the sect down.
A sect's strength could not be supported by merely a few Nascent Souls several hundred years old.
Upon meeting Wang Chen today, True Person Bai Jun had truly developed a desire to nurture talent. He had even considered finding another way to take Wang Chen into his own tutelage and make up for this regret.
Who would have thought that Wang Chen already "belonged" to someone!
Forget it, forget it!
True Person Bai Jun extinguished that small thought in his heart. Taking out a three-foot-long, arm-thick piece of metal from his Sumeru Ring, he handed it to Wang Chen. "I obtained this piece of Profound Sky Gold by chance in my early years. Keep it for refining your natal Magic Treasure in the future."
After condensing a Golden Core, cultivators would all refine a natal Magic Treasure to house their spirit and soul.
Many Purple Mansion cultivators with hopes of condensing a core would therefore prepare the materials in advance.
Materials for refining Magic Treasures were naturally precious and difficult to obtain. Without a family's support, who knew how much time and effort would be needed to gather them—perhaps even emptying one's entire fortune.
True Person Bai Jun had saved himself a letter of recommendation, so he used this piece of Profound Sky Gold as compensation.
"Thank you, True Person!"
Wang Chen accepted the generous gift and bowed in thanks.
True Person