As he carefully recalled the things he had experienced, he realized that every time he left the sect for some minor reason and went out to gain experience, events grew bigger and bigger until they spiraled out of control. In truth, that was a kind of cycle, too.
He had been caught in a cycle all along, without even realizing it.
"From a certain perspective, am I the origin of the cycle?"
"It's not just the things I've experienced. Cultivation is also a kind of cycle."
"From the ninth level of Qi Refining to the early, middle, and late stages of Foundation Establishment, then to the early, middle, and late stages of the Golden Core... Each time I advance to a new level, I begin a new cycle at that level, continuing my cultivation."
"Birth, aging, sickness, and death. We see the next generation as the continuation of our spirit, and they experience birth, aging, sickness, and death, seeing the generation after them as the continuation of their spirit..."
"So, does that mean everyone is caught in a cycle?"
Lu Yang murmured softly, his eyes gleaming. He finally understood what kind of Dao Fruit could help his senior sister.
A bridge still stood between him and the Dao Fruit he wanted. That bridge was made of knowledge, but the knowledge he had gathered so far wasn't enough. He needed to study other Dao Fruit prototypes—and even Dao Fruits themselves.
He wasn't sure which prototypes or Dao Fruits could provide him with the knowledge he needed, so he could only try the simplest, clumsiest method: keep experimenting.
"Thank you, Junior Sister Tao. Thank you, Junior Brother Li!" Lu Yang clasped his hands and offered his heartfelt thanks. Tao Yaoye and Li Haoran were both baffled, so they could only imitate him