Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 944 You Owe Me a Lifetime
"you"

The ancient Bodhi tree was horrified, its illusory form becoming chaotic, looking at the tree with an expression as if it were a madman. "What did you say?!"

It had anticipated that Hun Ruoruo would make exorbitant demands, but it never expected that the demoness would be so wicked as to extend her reach to it!

This isn't just extortion, it's outright robbery!

"Oh dear? Have you already forgotten what you said yourself, senior?"

The demoness looked surprised and asked, feigning astonishment, "You said that as long as you break off a branch, you can create a brand new tree spirit. Since it's so convenient, why won't you give it up in exchange?"

"This is different!"

The Bodhi Tree was both angry and anxious, and it roared, "You humans reproduce offspring that look similar, but in reality, each has a completely new soul inside. But the offspring of our Tree Spirit race not only look similar, but their inner selves are also exactly the same as ours!"

Hun Ruoruo's eyes were mocking: "So, this is why you're so afraid?"

"?!"

The Bodhi tree felt a jolt in its heart, its gaze darting away. "I...I don't understand what you're talking about."

"That incarnation of the ancient Bodhi tree must be you, right?"

The enchantress stopped teasing and instead smiled as she broke through the last layer of secrecy.

"you?!"

The ancient Bodhi tree finally changed its expression drastically.

It is said that a flower is a world, and a leaf is a Bodhi tree. If one wants to enter the cycle of reincarnation, it is impossible for the ancient Bodhi tree to do everything personally. The clones play a very important role.

Therefore, in each cycle of reincarnation, the existence of the Bodhi tree becomes an so-called 'anchor point,' maintaining the stability of the cycle and allowing one to cultivate through the myriad forms of sentient beings.

And it, the ancient Bodhi tree that was once cut in half by Hun Ruoruo, is the embodiment of this reincarnation!
As the Bodhi Tree's greatest secret, it never imagined that its identity would be exposed by someone involved in the whole affair!
Thinking of this, the Bodhi Ancient Tree's apprehension reached its peak, even carrying a hint of hostility, as if it were facing not some junior, but the nameless Dou Di that it had once regarded as a great enemy.

"No wonder you dared to kill your own man. What exactly do you want, woman?"

"What can I do? Hehe, what can a puppet that has broken free from control do?"

Hun Ruoruo laughed and said, "In this cycle of reincarnation, the Bodhi Ancient Tree and you have both been defeated. If you continue to stay here, you will only be guarding the ancient tree secret realm that opens only once every thousand years and waiting in vain. Once your main body recovers from its injuries, have you ever thought about where you will go?"

The enchantress's words were like poppies, carrying an irresistible allure and seduction, as if taking just one step forward would plunge one into an endless abyss.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan gradually lowered his raised hand, his expression becoming somewhat complicated.

He knew very well that once the enchantress uttered those words, the outcome was already predetermined.

The ancient Bodhi tree could not refuse.

Like itself, it witnessed the demoness's life, and also the pain of her drifting through life, only to fall helplessly into the abyss on the eve of seeing the light.

Once she's no longer a pawn, what does she have left?
Family ties? No, Yin Gu had long since perished, even the traces of which she herself had erased.

Friendship? No, the opportunity to go to Canaan Academy was resolutely refused by the demoness herself.

She lost everything.

Even if she wins the victory, even if she is finally freed from her shackles, the demoness's life has already become riddled with holes, and her relationship with herself has become irreparable because of their life-or-death confrontation.

She is different from the Ruoruo I remember; it's destined that we can never go back to the way things were.

"Perhaps you are right."

After a long silence, the Bodhi tree took a deep breath and slowly said, "I'm sorry, but I take back what I said earlier. In this competition, it wasn't just him who won."

"You too." This was the demoness's final calculation.

He used his life and the bloody truth to force Xiao Yan to compromise and agree to the outrageous conditions.

"Completing the transaction requires escaping the cycle of reincarnation, a matter of great importance, and I need to inform my true self first."

The ancient Bodhi tree sighed and said, "Do you need some time?"

The consequences of breaking free from the cycle of reincarnation are self-evident.

It is not a true Battle Emperor, and the simulated world is only a part of the cycle of reincarnation. Once you leave, nothing will remain of anything here.

This naturally includes the enchantress who is involved in the situation.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's heart tightened, and he turned to look at Ruoruo.

He knew that once he was freed from the cycle of reincarnation, the girl in this world would revert to the form he knew.

"No need."

The enchantress's gaze was calm as she turned her head away.

As the cycle of reincarnation dissipated, the world began to crumble. The wind blew the girl's skirt, lifting her slightly long bangs and revealing her bright blue eyes below, which seemed to reflect the afterglow of the stars.

Before leaving, Hun Ruoruo thought about many, many things.

She could have been like An Ruoruo, tearfully expressing her reluctance to part, or at the very least, she could have used self-destructive behavior to entrust her body to the only man she trusted, leaving him no room for refusal.
But I felt so unwilling.

She was not An Ruoruo, living a peaceful and happy life, completely unaware of the conspiracy that was about to befall her; nor was she the real Hun Ruoruo, decisive and ruthless, yet able to leave room for maneuver and avert one inevitable tragedy after another.

Those who do better than oneself evoke envy and hatred, causing a burning, stifling feeling in one's heart. Being inferior to oneself is truly the cruelest crime in the world.

The demoness was no longer the kind person she once was. She couldn't stand their beauty, and their so-called forgiveness and pardon were so hypocritical that she wanted to vomit.

Ah, yes.

A vixen doesn't need to be forgiven.

Sin or destruction, that was her destined theme, something she was unwilling to change no matter what.

“Actually, you don’t owe me anything, right?” Xiao Yan said in a low voice, “When I captured the Nine Heavens Venerable, he said that you did not kidnap Father, nor did you participate in that plan.”

"So what?"

The demoness asked mockingly, "Are you going to keep your promise and steal my heart at this final moment?"

"You should know that's not what I meant." Xiao Yan's expression grew increasingly complicated.

“In that case, there’s no need to say anything more,” Hun Ruoruo interrupted him.

This was also the first time she did not follow her evil thoughts, but followed her heart.

“Xiao Yan, she is different from me. If she is a benevolent demoness, then I am the incurable evil demon. Pity or tenderness, I will leave them all to her.”

She leaned forward and kissed the boy's other cheek, revealing a smile that could topple heaven and earth, both disdainful and tender.

"That way, you'll owe me for the rest of your life."

—The cycle of reincarnation is complete.

(End of this chapter)