However, when that disciple passed by him, there should have been wind stirring. Yet Lu Qing sensed no aura of cultivation from the other, and realized that though they seemed to occupy the same place, this jade-white path leading into Chen Palace was not truly a single road.
They passed by one another, yet they might not actually have passed by each other's side.
It was merely an illusion created by overlapping yet separate spaces, like a reflection falling into water; he himself was not walking upon the water's surface.
Lu Qing's pace was neither hurried nor slow, yet his gaze was not fixed on the scenes of the Dao Sect around him.
Instead, he walked while observing this little path with considerable interest.
"The application of the spatial path is unfathomably profound."
After watching for only a moment, Lu Qing felt his comprehension of the spatial path rising higher and higher once more.
"All things can be my teachers. Since this path has been placed here, I imagine people are not forbidden from studying it."
But if he stopped here to contemplate it, he would be far too conspicuous.
Lu Qing believed that throughout the Dao Sect's long history, quite a few disciples must have noticed the peculiarities of this path.
Yet no one cultivated here in broad daylight, which also explained something on a certain level.
Lu Qing's steps seemed measured by a ruler. Once the insight arose in his heart, it transformed into droplets of rain that scattered down from the heavens into his Golden Core Inner World.
Today, a light rain fell within the Inner World.
All things grew lushly under its nourishment. The fish in the pond and birds in the forest remained free and at ease, while that faint thread of spiritual energy in