Thus, during this period, Lu Qing had sensed more than a few auras belonging to living beings unlike those of this Little Li Heaven entering Tao City.
Most of them were cultivators who had come in from outside. Yet for now, they too were trapped within the fate of mortals.
Though spiritual opportunities had now revived,
no matter how terrifying one's talent and comprehension, before touching that layer of the river of fate, one would find it rather troublesome.
The physical body, one of the three bodies, could still be improved.
But the direction of that thread of fate, hidden in the unseen, was somewhat different for one's qi and spirit.
It was destined to silently flow back toward its original fate. If one could not remain alert to that subtle sensation at all times, one would likely soon repeat the original body's mistakes and walk the same old road to ruin.
After Lu Qing had plucked away this stretch of karma, he had not used any divine powers or mental intent here.
Thus, at this moment, a faint unseen current of fortune still surrounded him.
It guided Lu Qing to pay attention to the traces of immortals.
It guided Lu Qing to seek immortals.
The process was good, but that thread of fate had originally decreed that the search for immortals would bear no fruit, ending in a lonely death.
Though this was no trouble for Lu Qing, the sensation of that unseen current was like fate pressing against one's back and driving one onward—also the kind of fluctuation most difficult to notice.
"Heaven's will may be without intent or feeling, but when the greater trend stands before us, the fortune of every individual's cultivation will also move in a direction akin to heaven's greater trend."
When the time