Qin Yi began to focus on the grand project of creating the Painting Realm.
Actually, compared to the women at home who were all excited about this, Qin Yi himself wasn't particularly keen on the act of creation.
What he cared about more was getting a spirit of the Nether from there to help Meng Qingying.
Thinking about routes through the Painting Realm was only one of the options.
There were other approaches too: manifesting something straight out of the book, having Liusu and Yaoguang scan the ten thousand worlds to find an abandoned Nether, and so on.
Multiple lines of effort, all-out operations on the nether strategy.
But no matter which path, none of them would happen overnight.
They all had to be matched with his cultivation growth, researched slowly and steadily.
Luckily he had stolen ten years; there was plenty of time.
Maybe it would take many years to make even slight progress, but by then Meng Qingying would have only been in the Nether for half a night — there would be plenty of time.
Everyone thought Qin Yi didn't need to rush.
Matters of cultivation only suffer from anxiety; the more impatient you are, the more you get in your own way.