Paragon of Sin

that there wasn ’t a cliff somewhere on your path.

Stretching lightly, he lifted his upper-body and peered downwards with his Celestial Eyes.
He could see the royal capital filled with individuals all over arriving, likely expecting a grand show from the vocal and powerful majority during the ceremony. 

He inspected a little, his eyes sweeping on the incoming individuals.
”Has he arrived yet? ” A wisp of expectation surged into his heart.
This facade of the Masked Mysterious Alchemist, the charade of this so-called ceremony, and all the rumors, dissent, and spreading of information that he himself propagated heavily was about to bear fruit.

Regardless of where he was, he should ’ve heard and known.
Unlike in normal circumstances, he didn ’t want to hope that the Heavenly Daos will guide him here.
As a Blessed, he knew that other Blessed ’s actions were often protected.
The Heavenly Daos might give a slight chance to help a Blessed to another Blessed, such as him in Golden Milk City, but it ’d never direct them into conflict.

For example, if he factored in the Heavenly Daos intentions at Ash Dragon City, where he robbed the city lord, the Commander should ’ve been safe and completely far away from him.
The timing was absolutely perfect, in fact.
If it wasn ’t for his Inheritor of Sin ’s bloodline, and his usage of free-will, he never would ’ve killed him.
He never would ’ve even met him.

What should ’ve happened was a risky, nearly lethal mission of him stealing from the Mortal God-level City Lord.
How well he did it and in what way was the defining points of all his Blessed lucky chances, and it determined how much his gains would be, if any at all. 

His escape would be hurried and their paths would ’ve never converged, if everything went according to the Heavenly Daos plans.
Therefore, he had to orchestrate this entire event, fan the flames, and lure him here of his own free will. 

He had pieces, and all he needed to do was place them together.
And lo ’ and behold, he was right.

His silver eyes brightened as he felt a very powerful aura within the crowd.
While it was deeply contained, it couldn ’t hide from his Gaze of the Celestial Eyes.
It viewed this unique aura with utmost clarity. 

”Oh? ” His heart throbbed slightly as he observed this aura.
It was his flesh and beating heart that Kratos resided in.
His Mark of Mortal Myth, or the foundation of Kratos ’ Spirit Form, was quivering.
It wasn ’t from excitement, fear, but out of interest.

”He has the same! No, he is the same! ” Kratos sent a mental message, clarifying the situation.

Wei Wuyin ’s eyes widened slightly.
He understood what that meant and his interest deepened.
Did that azure-scaled lizard leave the Myriad Yore Continent already or was there another one here? Considering his powerful spiritual sense, there ’s no way he would ’ve missed either. 

However, he was most certain of one thing: this man cultivated the True Dragon Transmutation Method! The very same method that allowed him to formulate his Heart of Blood(line) that was the nascent form of Kratos! He had a Mark of Mortal Myth! He had a Heart of Blood(line)! 

His silver eyes gleamed endlessly with light.
However, while the purity of their bloodline could not be compared, his Mark of Mortal Myth ’s energy, aura, and power was definitely above his own.
His Mark of Mortal Myth was merely at the Third Stage, but the aura from this man ’s mark was unquestionably higher.
Furthermore, his Mark had only advanced because of reaching the Zenith Mortal State.

Not even assailing the Astral Core Realm had enhanced its powers, and its grade was the defining marker of his bloodline potential, purity, quantity, and abilities.
While he had a True Dragon Bloodline refined using tens of thousands of years of lifeforce, it was so thin that he couldn ’t advance further.

He needed more Blood Essence of the same quality.
He first thought about capturing Anu, but considering his past strength, a starving camel was still larger than a healthy horse.
Furthermore, it had a limited amount of Blood Essence.
He would have to use hundreds of thousands of lifeforce to refine Blood Essence that rivaled his own.

Wei frowned slightly, but then his eyes brightened to their utmost limits.
What he just thought about, if it was true…oh boy! The gains would be limitless.

His excitement hadn ’t faded as he looked below.
He saw the ceremony was making preparations to officially start.
With a confident and relaxed smile, he walked to the edge of Xiao Bai and just let himself fall.

”I can ’t miss my own ceremony! ”