The arena in the passenger cabin had barely stood empty from daylight to dark. The fighting had gone on all day, and Lian Youming had sat up high, watching through the glass all day as well. Gu Chan had remained seated cross-legged in meditation, saying nothing more after her initial remarks.
Perhaps it was his imagination, but Lian Youming felt that she was somewhat different from before.
Not only did she not hate him for killing her mother, there was even something strange about her, as though she had been freed, granted a pardon. Now she seemed more like someone who had broken free of worldly shackles, releasing her will and allowing her thoughts to soar.
Like the White Lotus Sect Master, who practiced White Bone Contemplation, she too sought to sever worldly ties and leave herself without any weaknesses.
And now, in Gu Chan, Lian Youming actually sensed an extremely similar choice.
The similarity lay not in their methods of training, but in the paths the two had chosen.
It was as though she had settled all her karmic entanglements and sought to attain the Great Dao.
"Driven by karma?"
Lian Youming felt a chill.
Could her actions have already reached a point where her own emotions no longer needed to guide them?
Before doing anything, a person always needed the impetus of their own thoughts, driven by their emotions and desires.
Greed and hatred alike fell into that category.
But Gu Chan gave the impression of someone who regarded mountains of enmity and seas of hatred with indifference. What she sensed was no longer hatred, but the many ties between herself and the mortal world, karma forming threads that she seemed intent on cutting one by one.
Could she be seeking to attain the realm of immortals and