Li Qingyun left the Commander's Palace and returned to his Cloud Palace with an unchanged expression.
Yet if anyone looked closely, they would still see a faint, icy severity lingering between Lord Shang's brows.
"To gradually enter the core of Eternal power and gather Eternal Fortune, I cannot do without the support of clans such as the Ji Clan, Xi Clan, and Shang Clan. This marriage alliance is merely an expedient measure. If I can keep delaying it until even the Ji Clan has to look at me askance, then it will naturally have been delayed out of existence!"
"Wuze Cosmos is advancing with such ferocity. It can be foreseen that the Eternal Clan will undergo tremendous upheaval next. There may even be a complete reshuffling..."
He had long since perfected every kind of "tribulation threshold," including the trial of love. His Dao heart had been tempered to the utmost truth and purity, so naturally, he neither needed nor wished to stir up more dust.
The delaying tactic he used now would last until he reached the Eternal Pure Spirit Path and attained the Hundred Heng Level. By then, his Path of Native Cosmos Law would surely have been tempered and perfected to great completion, likely surpassing even the Hundred Heng Level!
And then, what would the Ji Clan matter? What would the Xia Clan matter?
These Eternal Myriad Universes ought to have one more color belonging to the native Dao!
After returning, Li Qingyun swept his gaze across his lavish yet deserted palace. Yet he felt neither loneliness nor neglect.
Having walked this path for so long, he had long grown accustomed to solitude, desolation, and coldness.
Those around him came and went, all merely passing travelers.
He formed a bond; when fate arose, they came, and when fate