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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 · 玄幻
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1724 Chs

Chapter 838: Other Versions

"I'm searching for it and its origins," Wei Wuyin explained. The Everlasting Spirit of the Nine Flames Spell was his only real clue to finding another copy of the Celestial Eyes of Spiritual Divinity Method. Hopefully, it was more detailed and contained an avenue for a solution to his ocular problems. 

"Its origins?" Han Yuhei gave Wei Wuyin an inspective look. It seems he carried a hint of suspicion for some odd reason. Wu Yu frowned, "Little Yu, the Young Lord asked you a question. Answer it." There was a glint of dissatisfaction within.

Han Yuhei had to take a deep breath, tightening his fists to the point they shook. The name 'Little Yu' tugged at his patience and mental state. He never liked that nickname, even if Wu Yu had called him that since he was a kid. It didn't hold the endearing tone that others might think it did. At least, not to him.