Talk of meeting again in the next cycle was nothing more than a theory people used to comfort themselves—one shared by the higher-level powerhouses of the Three Realms. Faced with the terror and crushing pressure of the Heaven and Earth Reincarnation Tribulation, many powerful beings would rather believe that everyone would be reborn in the next cycle, only without their memories.
Of course, this theory was mostly wishful thinking.
As the image of his master, Yan Chi Xing, faded from his sea of consciousness, Lei Dong's heart ached. He almost burst into tears. He knew this was likely the last time in his life he would see the lingering image of his master's obsession.
Seeing Lei Dong standing motionless, his expression grief-stricken and desolate, Ji Shuangshuang called out to him several times. Only then did Lei Dong come back to himself. "You seemed a little off just now. Are you all right?"
"I'm fine. I just remembered some painful things." Lei Dong's expression settled back into calm. He continued gazing at the egg, which radiated a magnificent, awe-inspiring presence, while turning over his master Yan Chi Xing's deductions in his mind. He didn't tell them that his master's lingering obsession had appeared and spoken with him. It would do no good; it would only reopen old wounds and invite more trouble.
His words seemed to give Ji Shuangshuang the wrong idea. Her pretty face grew solemn and contrite, and she said softly, "Lei Dong, I'm sorry. I was too eager to do something for my mother before, and I caused you so much trouble... Thinking about it now, we were far too selfish. I promise you, if I can make it back alive, I'll do everything I can to bring your wife back—even if it costs me my life. I