Chapter 152
The small town in the early morning carried a touch of quiet calm, with wisps of mist and cooking smoke curling upward.
"How rare, this sense of peace..."
Fang Qing walked along the bluestone path, gazing at the rows of courtyards and circles of wooden fences. A deep sense of contentment filled his heart.
From the earlier incident with the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire, he had assumed that layer upon layer of schemes in the background would spark endless fighting and deaths among the cultivators. It would be like raising Gu insects, nurturing a fated child only to harvest him later.
Yet in reality, Miaofeng Bright Son had simply strolled over once, and every family had politely handed the spiritual fire over without fuss.
This was the might of Purple Mansion. Or rather, the might of Sangji, the future Dharma King!
No matter what calculations the Purple Mansion forces had, on this tacitly acknowledged territory of Sangji, every opportunity naturally belonged to him.
That was why everything had gone so smoothly.
"When the time comes, heaven and earth lend their strength together. When fortune departs, even heroes lose their freedom."