Lu Qing simply listened quietly, sorting through these rumors and bits of news in his mind.
They might come in handy someday.
Wang Chunfeng continued, "Junior Brother, the matters of the Primordial Era are far too complicated, and I have no way to explain them clearly. But one thing is very important: this Great Era is not merely a contest and struggle between prodigies. It is also a battle of Fate Allotment between our Immortal Path and the Demonic Path."
"For this mission, only Sword Lineage disciples at the late Golden Core stage or above could go."
"Among us, it is only those senior fellow disciples ahead of me who are going. Though no mission has fallen upon us, I still want to head to the Four Lands. I can hardly wait to test the sword in my hand!"
Wang Chunfeng sighed deeply again and again, wishing only that his cultivation could rise so he could trade blows with those Demonic Cultivators.
Lu Qing looked at this warmhearted Senior Brother Wang with a trace of surprise. He had not expected this senior brother to harbor such thoughts within.
But on second thought, this was the Sword Lineage. The swords in the hands of Sword Lineage disciples were inherently bound closely to their Dao Hearts and the paths they walked.
The sword in one's hand, the realm within one's heart—keeping one's sword sheathed and never drawing it could also go against one's Dao Heart.
Lu Qing now understood why people said the Sword Lineage had always excelled at offense. With such Dao Hearts paired with the sharpest treasures among all Dharma artifacts, they were true to the Sword Dao and skilled at defending the Dao.
Yet Lu Qing knew that he could never cultivate such a Dao Heart. Even the Fortune-Slaying