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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!

KevinAscending · Eastern
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Chapter 1514: Fading Era, Liu (1)

"How long are we going to be trapped here?!" Hu Meifang complained exasperatedly with her hands on her hips while staring at the sky. Despite her modest clothing, her hand placement caused the cloth to accentuate her excessively sensual figure. Alongside her middle-aged, mature, and scholarly temperament, she was a mouthwatering sight—angry or otherwise. 

They had been stuck here on planet Imperial Sky for several days now, and while she hadn't fussed too much, it was slowly taxing her mentality. When has she, a Worldly Saint of her status and strength, ever been imprisoned against her will in her lifetime? 

Zhangjie Wushu sat cross-legged in silence with an unfolded scroll on her lap. There were dense and tiny characters that glistened with a scholarly light. She was reading each line carefully as her pristinely trimmed fingernail trailed each character. She was seemingly at ease and exhibited no signs of stress.