Enough to free White Marsh from the constraints of the Source of Heaven and Earth. After all, they had been born too intimately bound to Heaven and Earth, their ties like lotus roots snapped yet still connected. When other paths attained Transcendence, they were equivalent to Heaven-and-Earth Deities.
For Heaven-and-Earth Deities to seek Transcendence from Heaven and Earth was itself an incomparably perilous path.
It was simply a pity that gaining something required giving something in return.
In its view, it was all a transaction—a transaction with Heaven and Earth.
White Marsh did not have great or heavy ambitions. It greatly agreed with White Crane Boy's thoughts: life was bitterly short, so one might as well behold different sights within those limited years.
There was no distinction of high or low, superior or inferior. They simply wished to walk different roads.
Lu Qing cultivated in the mountains and naturally understood the thoughts of these spirit beasts. This was entirely normal.
The road of cultivation was too arduous and dangerous. To advance inch by inch at every moment, even among cultivators there were many with temperaments that prized carefree pleasure in the present day, much less spirit beasts.
Yet comparatively speaking, White Crane Boy had not truly abandoned cultivation.
It was simply that, compared with cultivation, it had gradually come to prefer watching each spirit fruit and each spirit herb slowly grow, then savoring the joy of harvest at the end.
Lu Qing cast his gaze over. "White Crane Boy's path of cultivation seems somewhat like it has merged into the way of natural spirit plants."
To move with a mind free of thoughts was, in truth, also a form of cultivation.
He looked at White Crane Boy. The other party had not diligently secluded itself for cultivation, yet the aura