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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 1208: Na Xinyi's Strategy; Pressured By All Sides

Aeternal Sky Domain's Planet Imperial Sky, Heaven's Sky Palace. 

The location, which housed the noblest, strongest bloodline of the Tian Clan, the direct lineage descendants of the Divine Emperor, was a model of grace, elegance, beauty, nobility, and strength. It stood high, its towers reaching the highest Sky Layer of the planet, siphoning the purest solar essence from beyond the sky, refining it into thick, enriched astral and mystic essence. 

The air it exuded was one of exuberant exceptionalism, a holy land for cultivators. Simply breathing this refined air was equal to an hour of cultivation on the average planet, stimulating the Sea of Consciousness, Spirit of Cultivation, and body's physical cells all at once. 

At the moment, within a particular high-rise tower barely piercing the third of eighteen Sky Layers, two heart-stopping, envy-birthing female figures were standing by the tower's pristine window side-by-side observing the outside world.