Thousand Machine Strange Performance smiled and looked at Lu Yin. "Have you ever considered that perhaps the rules we comprehend when breaking through to the Eternal Life Realm also come from some unseen supreme being? A single thought, and countless laws can be created."
Lu Yin turned his head and silently looked at Thousand Machine Strange Performance. "Are you saying we're also inside a Flowing Camp?"
"Who knows?"
"If that's really the case, then even the masters are nothing but pawns."
"Unless the entire universe is fake, the masters are supreme and invincible. I mean that the masters see us as game pieces. You're taking it too seriously."
Lu Yin looked away. "A long, long time ago, I wondered whether there was a pair of eyes watching everything I do now. Those eyes were very close to me—so close I could almost reach out and touch them—but I couldn't see or feel them."
"Later, as my cultivation improved, I tried looking at lower-level life-forms from that perspective." He paused, then looked up. "It really is a novel feeling. And quite addictive."
Thousand Machine Strange Performance said no more. The guardian of Thousand Soft Cloud Court handed Lu Yin a list. Within the territory governed by a Cloud Court, its guardian could easily see through any civilization—even Tuo Country. But Tuo Country was so unusual that, when asked whether its inhabitants had perished, the guardian of Thousand Soft Cloud Court had answered ambiguously. The living beings of the Master Clan hadn't pressed it for details, or they would certainly have found out.
In their eyes, that guardian was no different from a dog.
It was called a guardian, but really it was just a gatekeeper, serving the living beings of the Master Clan on the side.
Lu Yin casually selected a