Soon after the ceremony, Tian Lei was escorted to the Core Sect grounds. The transition was… staggering.
He had expected a simple courtyard or perhaps a private forge, but what awaited him felt more like stepping into another world entirely.
His new residence stood atop a crimson stone terrace overlooking the sect's molten valley—a sea of glowing magma that pulsed with the heart of the mountain itself. The building was vast and elegant, crafted from volcanic glass and spiritwood, every wall humming faintly with protective runes. Compared to the cramped quarters of the Outer and Inner Sects, this was like moving from a bare dorm room to a luxury seven-star suite.
Inside, polished jade floors reflected the light of spirit lamps, while a personal forge chamber sat at the far end—equipped with everything from celestial bellows to a vein-fed flame channel that drew heat directly from the volcano's core. Even the air here felt richer, heavy with condensed spiritual energy.
