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Paragon of Sin

The Heavenly Dao exists. It decides what is right and what is wrong. To act against it is to sin, to act according to it is to be blessed by its graces. The world of cultivation is difficult, an unchanging principle. Yet there are those who are cherished by the Heavens, cuddled into rising above all and everyone else. How can this be? Why must this be? What is moral and just? What is evil and immoral?! WHY DOES IT GET TO DECIDE?! So we, the Sinners, we act against the Heavenly Daos, grasp our own fates in hopes of truly overturning them. This is a Journey of a young boy born Blessed, but turned Sinner. The greatest sinner of them all. ----- As some of you may know, I'm also the Author of Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies! This is my second project, and one I'm incredibly passionate about! I hope you all enjoy following the adventures of Wei Wuyin! And I hope that I can bring a fresh experience to you all. ---- Follow for Updates: https://twitter.com/KevinAscending Here's Discord if you just want to chat or meet some like-minded individuals! https://discord.gg/kevinascending If you want to support my novel, to increase the ratio of releases, or to receive monthly bonus releases! You can support here: https://www.patreon.com/KevinAscending https://ko-fi.com/kevinascending paypal.me/KevinJpl Or @Kevinjpl Any and all support goes to supporting me and my right to write!

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Chapter 1506: Origins: Wei Si

"I was sent here to kill you." 

They were just seven words. By themselves, they were nothing special in the world, and even together, they were very commonplace that many could say in their lifetime, such as Zuhei, Ying, Su Mei, or Wei Wuyin himself, but not in a thousand years, not in a billion years, not in the vast history of the starry skies did Wei Wuyin expect those seven words to be said to him by Wei Si! 

His pupils constricting was an instinctive response brought about by sheer disbelief and chaotic confusion. Sent here? To kill? Within the three or so seconds of silence, Wei Wuyin's mental energy was consumed greedily by his mind as he formulated all sorts of ideas and possibilities. In the end, he received nothing. 

Wei Si's thick fingers were embedded within the mountain's surface as he trembled with his head down. It was like soft clay to his fingers. Every twitch caused the mountain itself to shake.