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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 399: Venturing Into the Unknown

"Yi!" A delicate cry resounded as a heavy thud followed, causing a groan of pain that would cause many men to feel pity and concern to resound. Within a land of ground and mountains, a crater was formed by a falling figure. A series of coughs could be heard from the crater as a soft, immaculate hand climbed out and grabbed the edge of the crater.

When the figure lifted itself up, they released a nearly indistinguishable sound of shock and disbelief. After pushing its head above the crater's edges, observing the sights before them, they quietly asked themselves: "Where am I?"

The figure's emerald eyes inspected the surroundings. A world filled with dirt-like sand, grey-colored and dry was revealed. The humidity of the environment was extremely uncomfortable, and the heat was almost unbearable. Just from touching the ground for a prolonged period caused sizzling sounds to originate from the tender and delicate hand of the figure.