Theron took one look at his blown-off door, shook his head, and then walked to the next door. Opening it, he stepped inside and accepted it as his new room without much of a care.
Whether he was allowed to be in this room or not didn't matter much to him. At the very least, a palace like this one would have a practically endless supply of guest bedrooms. Taking another wouldn't cause problems. It was just a shame he couldn't find a real cultivation room.
Truth be told, Theron had never had one before. The academy was the closest he had gotten, but from what he had read in the past, it wasn't considered a true Immortal Cave—the sort that could block off interference from others and bolster cultivation speed.
Regardless, this was just going to have to be enough for now.
Closing the door behind him, he found a place on the floor and crossed his legs in silent meditation.
