"They say that after the utmost misfortune comes great fortune. After so many Calming Hexagrams, it was only natural that a small gain finally appeared."
A late Purple Mansion Realm cultivator, so long as he did not court death by provoking those Golden Core patriarchs, was still an exalted great cultivator on the surface of the Profound Heaven Domain.
Yet the tasks Lu Qing encountered under such circumstances were either Ominous Hexagrams or Calming Hexagrams. He had found nothing fortunate among them. His luck itself was likely poor, but with his cheat to balance things out, he would at least avoid calamity.
"I knew it. My luck was far too good that day. If something like that happens again, I'll need to be more careful."
Thinking back to the day he had obtained two magical artifacts, several thousand spirit stones, and contribution points, Lu Qing could not help but sigh.
The moonlight was exceptionally bright.
As Lu Qing absorbed Moon Essence, some of the spirit beasts in the mountains and forests likewise faced the full moon high in the sky and prostrated themselves deeply. For a time, no birds chirped, insects sang, or beasts roared through the woods and wilderness.
Beastly silhouettes stretched like a winding river, kneeling and bowing upon the ground.
Looking down, Lu Qing saw this scene of creatures worshipping the moon.
Demonic beasts, wild beasts, and monsters were intricately mixed together, impossible to distinguish clearly. Watching them pay homage to the moon, Lu Qing guessed that some might have been driven by a stirring deep within their bloodlines.
He withdrew his gaze. Since they would not provoke him, Lu Qing naturally had no intention of slaughtering demons.
In the area around him, many mountain beasts and forest birds kept far away from where this human stood.