Qing Ming the Great had understood.
The Anping continent was merely one of the transient visitors.
That was all.
What more of the unrelated past and present lives?
"Great One, what has been happening at Zichen Lake during this period?"
"There has been no movement."
Qing Ming the Great perked up, saying, "Actually, during this period, disciples from all sects who entered have all made significant progress in their cultivation."
He laughed and said, "Even us old folks have seen quite an improvement in our cultivation."
"That's good. If nothing's happening now, I'm preparing to go into seclusion," Feng Yin said.
"Seclusion?"
"Mhm, I've had some insights."
"Where?"
"Right here."
Qing Ming the Great was immediately relieved, "That's good, very good."
Feng Yin wasn't acting on a whim. After the matter in General City, he seemed to have seen through something, and it was as if he had let go of something. His thoughts became somewhat crystal clear.