There were over a hundred ways for a Purple Mansion to accommodate a Golden Core.
Wang Quan chose neither the Drowning Dao's exclusive method nor the exclusive techniques of other sects.
Instead, he chose the most commonly used Golden Core accommodation method recorded in the Daoist Scriptures:
The Purple Mansion flew out of the Inner Landscape and unfolded as Dharma Power poured into it.
The many buildings within the Purple Mansion rumbled, shooting out beams of light that entwined the Golden Core.
These beams did not forcibly drag it, but gently stroked and tugged it.
They gave the Golden Core the feeling of a guest arriving home.
The pulsing Golden Core drew closer to the Purple Mansion little by little, while the Purple Mansion kept expanding, like a taotie's gaping maw, swallowing the Golden Core bit by bit.
One day...
Ying Jiaren and the others hurried to study the Daoist Scriptures while watching Wang Quan accommodate the Golden Core, all while staying vigilant to prevent outsiders from disturbing him.
Three days...
Mei Niang released her Yang Spirit, quietly crept behind Wang Quan, then gave a wickedly seductive smile and reached her little hand into his kidney.
Wang Quan coughed.
Ying Jiaren snorted coldly, golden light shooting from her eyes onto Mei Niang's Yang Spirit.
Mei Niang's Yang Spirit had no time to escape and was shredded by the golden light.
This left Mei Niang gnashing her teeth in anger. "His method of accommodating the Golden Core isn't afraid of interruptions."
"I saw how tense he was and only wanted to give him some pleasure and let his mind relax."
"Why can't you tell good from bad?"
Ying Jiaren sneered.
Seeing this, Mei Niang laughed sheepishly a few times, then obediently pulled Evil and some like-minded companions over to watch Wang