Qin Feng returned to his residence and sat cross-legged in the cultivation room, summarizing the news he had heard from Liu Xuanling today, pondering for a long time.
To be honest, he was quite shocked by the information revealed in Liu Xuanling's words.
But now that he thought about it, those matters were not immediately related to him. He was just a minor Outer Disciple, and with his current level of cultivation, if he were to participate in the major battles between his Sect and the outside world, he would only be cannon fodder.
He felt that all he needed to do now was to focus on cultivating well, without concerning himself about things that had not yet begun.
Even if his Sect wanted to initiate an interworld war, they could not just start the war immediately; at least a few years of preparation would be necessary, otherwise, they might face unforeseen circumstances if they acted too hastily.
