Seeing that Ye Lin still had his eyes closed, with no sign of his soul returning, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar was so anxious it practically jumped in place.
Ye Lin was someone it had taken a liking to. Surely he would not fall to this Nine Nether Soul-Transforming Grass? If this continued, he would completely lose himself within the cycle of reincarnation.
Just as the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar made up its mind to use a special method, Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes, and a tear rolled down from the corner of one eye.
Reincarnation had felt incomparably real, because he had personally lived through every one of those lives.
Seeing Ye Lin awaken, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar quietly withdrew its methods. After all, it had followed a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal for who knew how many years—if it had no trump cards at all, that would be downright unreasonable.
"Phew."
Ye Lin took a deep breath. His entire aura shifted again and again, while a crimson lotus mark slowly emerged between his brows, making him seem even more sinister and enchanting.
"You scared me to death. I almost thought you were going to lose yourself in reincarnation. But this time, it seems your gains were quite substantial."
Standing on Ye Lin's shoulder, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar spoke with exaggerated flair.
"They were indeed considerable."
Ye Lin nodded honestly. There had not been much to gain from the first nine lives, but the final one had brought him a great deal: cultivation experience, combat methods, and that cultivation technique.
They were all treasures beyond measure.
Unlike what he directly devoured through the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, these were things he had truly experienced himself, so they suited him even better.
"However, I'm still a long, long way from the late Earth