In the room, beneath the moonfly lamp, Wang Chen sat at the table, meticulously assembling the components in his hands.
Metal sleeves, retaining rings, grips, flints...
A flintlock gun that did not belong to this world or era was slowly taking shape in Wang Chen's hands!
Over the past three months, while diligently training at the Guard Station, he had also been considering his future.
To Wang Chen, his current self was merely a passerby in this world—the Cangqing Realm.
Sooner or later, he would leave.
But conquering and possessing this world was Wang Chen's ultimate goal!
With a small world at his back, not to mention Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation—even Unity and Great Vehicle would not be beyond hope. The path of Dao would be broad beyond measure.
But obtaining a world's origin was easier said than done!
Wang Chen was certain that even the great cultivator who had built the Teleportation Array leading to the Cangqing Realm—the master of the Cave Mansion beneath the pool—had failed to achieve his goal, abandoning it for some unknown reason.
And that great cultivator's strength had undoubtedly far surpassed his own!
If even that person could not do it, could Wang Chen?
Naturally, Wang Chen had no confidence at all!
But he was willing to try. He was willing to begin at the very bottom layer of this world, where spiritual energy was scarce and its laws incomplete, and climb step by step until he reached its summit.
But would reaching the summit grant him the world's origin?
The answer was clearly no!
A world's origin was something that could drive Nascent Soul cultivators mad and make Spirit Transformation cultivators fight over it. Its value surpassed any Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
If such a supreme treasure could be obtained so