The Curtain Falls for Now, Storms Rise Again

After the Inheritance Grounds, the first stage was no longer the limit.

As cultivators arrived with the stirring winds, the changes on the Golden Light Leaderboard gradually widened the gap between them.

Lu Qing did not care much about any of that.

Only the thought of the Ghost Path flashed through his mind, and he saw the changes in Humanity Fate Allotment.

Instinctively, he did not want to leave the Daoist dojo.

After all, at a time like this, the wind was rising once more from the duckweed.

Lu Qing had already witnessed many scenes where tribulation cycles began to stir.

Before the wind had even moved, he had already taken precautions against disaster.

At the Dongzhen Realm, the dangers one faced were such that a moment of carelessness would not mean something as simple as life and death.

"This is not an eventful autumn. It is an eventful spring."

Outside, spring covered the mountains and plains, lush green spreading everywhere in rich abundance.

The spirit fields stretched wide, grass grew, and orioles flew.

In such fine March weather, the Daoist dojo was peaceful and tranquil.

But outside, things were far from ordinary.

Lu Qing happened to send word to White Crane Boy and White Marsh at the foot of the mountain.

He had never restricted their travels or outings.

But with tribulation cycles about to arise, it was better to tell them in advance, lest they encounter some dangerous calamity.

White Marsh was exceptionally intelligent.

White Marsh had been able to conceal its Heavenly Secrets and roam the Cultivation World. Though it had eaten much and moved little during its many years at the Daoist dojo, its abilities had not faded.

Its cultivation was clearly still there, and shaping its form would have been effortless, yet White Marsh simply