Though little time had passed, what Lu Qing experienced was something he had never truly encountered before.
Even when facing his Dao Heart directly, his inner understanding had already told him clearly.
There was only one Great Dao. With his heart set on moving forward, all fame, wealth, splendor, and beautiful women were merely wisps of mist and cloud upon the road of the Great Dao, scattered with a sweep of his sleeve.
His understanding, Divine Sense, and even the state of mind he had cultivated since beginning his cultivation had all been calm as a mirror—neither stirred nor moved—because he knew all of it was fleeting smoke, drifting clouds and flowing rosy clouds, incapable of comparing to the eternity of the Great Dao.
Yet though he had always cultivated upon the path of the Great Dao, though he understood and remained calm, he had ultimately never faced this layer of splendor within the cultivation world.
It was not the worldly glory of having honors bestowed upon one's body and one's name remembered by future generations, but a kind of magnificence displayed by a Dao lineage formed from countless causes and effects in the cultivation world.
"Fame and profit are useless to me. I stand unmoved. I cast them aside and seek my boundless immortal path."
Even White Crane Boy could see the faint shift in Lu Qing's state of mind at this moment.
It did not continue disturbing Lu Qing. Instead, it hurriedly stood guard at his side, forbidding any streak of light, person, or spirit beast from coming near to interrupt him.
"Ah, Ancestor, Ancestor, it seems you were right. Lu Qing has comprehended the Dao again, hasn't he?"
"I need to work hard bit by bit too. At the very least, I cannot be left behind."
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