Lu Ruozhi was my disciple, Lu Xiaohua.
The disciple I had saved back then had endured the ravages of countless years, yet still could not escape the cycle of reincarnation through the generations.
After saving her that year, the intermittent connection of karmic fortune, along with the fact that I had let her fend for herself all these years, caused this child to remain trapped in endless cycles of reincarnation.
If I had not saved her once again, perhaps this cycle would never have ended.
Karmic fortune itself was ethereal, and that was even more so in my case as someone born with innate karmic fortune.
With the lotus root severed but its fibers still joined, Lu Xiaohua kept repeating the same life.
I finally understood. When she had faced her ultimate predicament and looked up, she had not been gazing at the starry sky, but at me.
I wiped away the tears continuously rolling down her cheeks with my thumb and said softly, "It was all Master's fault. Master failed to protect you..."
"No... Everyone has a life of their own. I can't blame Father God... Really... Sob..."
"Call me Master. Even after endless years of reincarnation, the one you sought and waited for was still me. That means the bond between master and disciple was never severed. Isn't your extraordinary Sword Dao talent precisely because you are my disciple, inheriting the Dao Foundation of the Sword Dao Law of this spacetime?" I stroked her head.
Lu Ruozhi threw herself into my arms and hugged me tightly.
Her tears soaked my chest, and I patted her back gently in comfort.
Before long, Qingyang Qili's figure appeared behind me. She lightly touched my back and said, "Husband, did I come at the right time?"
"You figured something out, didn't you?"