After sending Zhu Kun back, Xiao Yan left Jia Nan Academy. Rather than heading straight to the Jia Ma Imperial Capital as he had originally said, he returned to Wutan City. Only after staying there for another few days did he formally set out with the women.
He traveled from Wutan City to Qingshan Town, then crossed the Magical Beast Mountain Range. He even found the Small Valley where he and Xiao Yi Xian had once lived together. The Tagor Desert, the Medusa Temple, Stone Desert City... he visited every place he had once been, as though trying to savor the feeling of his training journeys back then.
Along the way, he did not deliberately quicken his pace, but neither was he slow. It was neither sightseeing nor rushing to a destination. This peculiar state left Zi Yan and the others rather puzzled. Their destination was clearly the Imperial Capital of the Jia Ma Empire, yet Xiao Yan seemed unconcerned with it. Had he forgotten?
No one knew how complicated Xiao Yan's feelings were at that moment. He had visited each of these places more than once. In his previous life, his present life, and on the Path of Reincarnation, he had trained in all of them. Yet his experiences across those three lives had been different every time, and the insights he gained had been worlds apart.
To others, reincarnation was something vague and intangible, but Xiao Yan had truly gone through it once. As he walked onward, he felt the utterly different insights from his previous life, his present life, and the Path of Reincarnation quietly merging together. His Soul Force also grew silently in the process.
Although Xiao Yan possessed memories of three lives, his experiences in each had been vastly different. They coexisted within him, yet