In many novels, the protagonist often closes off to cultivate, shutting themselves away for hundreds or thousands of years. Unfortunately, Leon couldn't achieve that level; shortly after refining the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he crawled out of the scorching lava of the volcano, shaking his head and flapping his wings.
Leon was well aware that refining the Hongmeng Purple Qi was not a feat accomplished overnight; it required painstaking effort. He decided to treat the refinement of Hongmeng Purple Qi as a job, a job measured in years, coming out of seclusion to take a breather, balancing both work and life.
No matter what others thought, in his view, greater strength was to ensure a better life, not the other way around, becoming a slave to power by abandoning life. If life isn't joyful, what meaning does immortality hold?
Time passed by bit by bit like this.
Through refining Hongmeng Purple Qi, Leon's strength increased at an astonishing rate.
