He won?
The Bodhi Ancient Tree truly could not understand.
For an ordinary person to become trapped in reincarnation and unable to break free was understandable.
But Xiao Yan was different. As a cultivator who had also comprehended the Way of Reincarnation, he should have known very well that within reincarnation, whether one succeeded or failed, it was merely an insight and an experience. There was no distinction of superiority or inferiority at all.
If there had to be a rule, it would be: do not interfere.
Once external force intervened, even if he achieved the final victory, he would make no progress in either comprehending reincarnation or purging the evil thoughts of a Dou Di. Calling it a loss for both sides would not be an exaggeration.
--You have also comprehended reincarnation. How could you not know that there is no winning or losing within reincarnation?
After pondering for a long while without finding an answer, the Bodhi Ancient Tree's branches swayed, rustling with confusion.
He only needed to proceed step by step and live out the rest of this life steadily to cultivate this world to completion. Yet Xiao Yan had deliberately drawn out the Power of Reincarnation and completely shattered every predetermined course.
This was outright cheating.
"Forgive me, Senior, but I am a very practical person."
--Practical? Does being practical mean you cannot distinguish reincarnation from reality? Is this your understanding of the Way of Reincarnation?
"Yes."
Xiao Yan smiled and said calmly, "But I saved her not because of some so-called reincarnation. I saved her simply because I wanted to. Nothing more."
Though his words were calm, Xiao Yan's heart was anything but.
Of course, he understood the purpose of reincarnation.
But precisely because of that, he was unwilling to watch the separations of life