"It seemed that even if I wanted to avoid this time, I would not be able to do so completely."
"Within the Dao field, however, I could."
Lu Qing had already made up his mind. "The difference between before Providence reached its zenith and after it did is truly immense. One misstep, and I could end up in a perilous land of utter calamity."
"The Great Concealment Art will have to be set aside for now. Intercepting Fate Allotment is far too conspicuous. Judging from what the Divination says, some mysterious gaze in the unseen is clearly watching these Fate Allotments and Heavenly Secrets as well."
"Observing within the Dao field without taking action can also count as secluded cultivation. Though I do not know what is happening now, placed within the River of Time, I will eventually live to see the day when I learn the cause and course of this Tribulation."
Lu Qing did not rush to find out exactly what had happened.
There was no need for that at present.
After all, he was now cultivating at the Fourth Golden Core Realm. Setting aside the benefits of Longevity, his own lifespan alone amounted to several thousand years. Whatever outcome emerged, whatever schemes lay within it, even if he could not learn the details afterward, the broad direction would still eventually become clear as water settling after the mud had sunk.
"Among the four Divinations, all mention the word 'strife.' Yet from the signs within them, the scope of this conflict is likely to be vast. It may also last for an extremely long time—these Divinations will not fade away."
With a slight shift of thought, Lu Qing, unusually, left his meditation chamber and came to the courtyard. The tea tree in the yard grew lush and jade-green,