With all the sources of information mentioned above, Lu Qing was not overly worried about matters in the outside world.
There was even an undercurrent of ease beneath it all, simply because he already knew that in this struggle of cultivation, he had become an observer.
Moreover, Lu Qing would never think that gaining the status of an inner disciple meant his cultivation would undergo earth-shattering breakthroughs, or that great opportunities would come crashing down upon him. Rather than hoping Fate Allotment and great opportunities would fall from the heavens, he would rather rely on Longevity to prevail.
Not to mention, on this chessboard where such great powers played against one another, I might not even qualify to be a chess piece. Lu Qing understood this perfectly well. People said that Heavenly Secrets had now retreated into concealment and were difficult to grasp, yet he could use his methods to glimpse the changes in Fate Allotment.
Those mighty experts who had essentially stood at the pinnacle of the Immortal Path and surveyed every Dao—there was absolutely no way they had no means of knowing.
Since there was a chessboard, there were naturally chess pieces as well. Lu Qing joked inwardly that he was not qualified to become one, yet his own thoughts were clear to him.
Even if he did possess those qualifications, given his current circumstances, how could being a chess piece compare to stepping outside?
Though this stepping outside was not that kind of stepping outside, Lu Qing could not be bothered with such distinctions. At least for now, this chessboard had revealed a faint clue, which happened to show that the Immortal Path's side was not entirely in the dark.
At the very least, nothing should happen to the Profound Heaven Dao Sect here. A chessboard—even if