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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 773: Calculated Blow

The Soul-Rising Domain of the Ninestar Starfield was filled with a distinctive silence that was accompanied by the observation of the Tang Clan. There were numerous prestigious individuals invested in the outcome, including the Soul Rising Saint—the Earthly Saint of the Soul Rising Sainthall. 

Watching from a hundred thousand miles away, the Soul Rising Saint was dressed in a long-sleeved, long-skirt, azure-colored outfit. She was middle-aged, with faint wrinkles at the edges of her eyes and mouth, alongside a pair of blue-eyes that resembled a peerless ocean. Her hair was black with grey-colored highlights, furthering her aged appearance, yet she wasn't ugly by any means. In fact, she was quite outstanding. A mature beauty, as some would say. 

While she lacked a motherly warmth, she contained the wizened aura of wisdom and experience. Within those eyes of her seemed to contain untold stories of the ages, including a firm will forged by adversity and conquests.