Days passed one after another.
In the days that followed, Chen Ye spent most of his time in seclusion, focusing on cultivation.
Every day without fail, he entered the Real World, hid in the concealed crevice outside Ten-Thousand-Fathom City, and devoted himself to refining the abundant spiritual substance in this world.
With the True Dragon Dao-Seeding Technique, Chen Ye's cultivation advanced steadily, covering a thousand miles in a single day.
Under these cultivation conditions, the heavenly bridge spanning the Golden Sea extended forward at a pace visible to the naked eye.
Ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet...
A little over a month passed.
Chen Ye had already extended the heavenly bridge above the Golden Sea to a length of a thousand feet.
From a distance, it looked as though it had faintly reached into the far end of the Golden Sea.
But Chen Ye knew he was still a long way from truly reaching the other shore.
"At this pace, even in the spiritually abundant Real World, completely extending the golden bridge across the Golden Sea to the other shore will probably take years, or even more than a decade of hard work.
"And measured by the time passing in the Great Jing Kingdom, that figure will have to be multiplied several times over."
Chen Ye opened his eyes and murmured to himself, sensing the immense power within his body.
"Too slow..."
Chen Ye frowned and muttered, "Before I can break through to Xiantian, that Xiantian Ancestor of the Xie Family will surely have freed his hands, ground me to dust, and refined me into a pill.
"I need to cultivate faster."
Chen Ye took a deep breath. Rather than waste his precious cultivation time wallowing in self-pity, he prepared to continue.
Just as he was about to resume cultivating,