Lu Yin took a sip of tea. Humans were creatures who needed to save face. Often, right and wrong didn't matter; the reason was what mattered. Even a ridiculous, laughable reason would do, as long as there was one.
When all was said and done, it still came down to might making right.
Shui Su's experiences were tragic, but they weren't unique. Through the union of wishes, Lu Yin had seen the experiences of countless cultivators in the Heavenly Origin Universe. There were plenty whose lives had been worse than Shui Su's. Everyone had their own journey through life.
Ordinary people had dreams that even those in the Eternal Life Realm couldn't attain, while cultivators lived lives that other cultivators envied or pitied.
The Eternal Life Realm was eternal life for oneself, yet one had to conform to the Universe Laws. But the universe didn't belong to a single person; it belonged to everyone, to all living beings. If one person couldn't conform to the laws, then what about two? Twenty?
Twenty thousand, two million, two hundred million?
If one person's experiences couldn't lead to an understanding of eternal life, then what about a hundred people? Ten thousand, a million, a hundred million?
Lu Yin looked at the tea in his cup. He had cultivated for too short a time. By ordinary logic, it would take at least ten thousand years to understand eternal life and Cross Tribulation. But every step he'd taken since beginning his cultivation had been different. Other people's paths simply didn't apply to him.
In that case, it might not be impossible to forge a new path to eternal life.
Tribulation was something one had to experience. Whether one relied on a universe reboot or broke through on one's own, this hurdle was difficult to avoid.