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Paragon Of Sin

Chapter 1811 - 1804: Potential Strength · Nov 01, 2026

The Original Dawn Palace was a place of mystery. It was an ever-developing manifestation art that Wei Wuyin had insistently experimented with and designed within the limits of his imagination and powers. The base decor was noble and polished with humble opulence. It wasnʼt too excessive nor too frugal. Additionally, art was a primary focus of decorations, ranging from paintings, marble statues, and frescoes depicting extraordinary stories, exquisite locations, and impressively fascinating characters. Meanwhile, as visitors traveled across the halls, they would find doors with markings upon them. For example, the door that led to the room where the game of Mystics was played had the depiction of countless amounts of shadowy figures hurdles together observing the stars above, all their gazes and heads aligned perfectly to a single center point. At the bottom of those stars was a single circular mirror glistening with a spiritual radiance. There was a door with eighteen dragons roaring against the heavens, fighting spirit and battle intent radiated intensely from each of them, including a diverse range of auras. There was a door with a pair of characters: ”The Eye.” Beneath those characters written out in universally understood mortal language was a single golden eye that was animated in motion, as if observing all visitors that came and went. Wei Wuyin had rooms for each of his Prime Ascendants. There was even a room for Bai Lin. Furthermore, each room led to a specific secret realm or subspace realm designed for and catering to their liking, no different than their own independent world. In the Ancient Sealed Region, Bai Xiuʼs servants, the Tang Clan, lived in the Original Dawn Palace there, and Wei Wuyin had brought her favorites here. They lived within this ever-developing manifestation art. Walking down these halls, Wei Wuyin halted at the room designed for Bai Lin, subconsciously rubbing the Void Crystal hanging around his neck, dangling alongside the Myriad Yore Continent with a distinct, comforting warmth. I miss you.

Wei Wuyin only paused briefly before continuing down the hall. The two followed along while containing their awe and desire to extract a portion of the floor and walls. They would be fools to do so within Wei Wuyinʼs presence. A literal act of courting death. They soon arrived before a door. The door was simple, only marked by the Character of Mysticism: ʼDiscussion.ʼ Wei Wuyin didnʼt need to perform any action before the door opened as if readily allowing him to enter. The room was rather simple in decor, lacking any distracting elements, with the wall being a rather neutral grey and there only being a round table and chairs. In here, there was no sense of hierarchy as every seat felt equal. ”Please, have a seat.” Wei Wuyin offered refreshments that appeared on the table, including rare fruits and sweets that exuded a high-end mystic aura. The fragrant aroma of fruity and sugary sweet elevated the atmosphere, lightening their hearts a little. Sun Jiazhen and Lady Missulena sat respectfully. Within the presence of a Supreme Sage, they were both smart enough to not show the slightest disrespect. Sun Jiazhen didnʼt flaunt or probe his age to establish a seniority and Lady Missulena acted as a junior would. Wei Wuyin found this rather amusing since they were both dozens of times his age. Sitting down, he grabbed a fruit and ate it casually, lessening the tension immediately as the two engaged in eating. Lady Missulenaʼs eyes sparkled as she looked at the small piece of red velvet-like cake, sensing the flow of her mystic energies surge with an unprecedented smoothness. ”This is an alchemical product?!” Sun Jiazhen exclaimed after picking a single grape and eating. He was shocked to sense signs of alchemical energies within. ”Not directly. They were created by transcendent-quality agricultural paste and elixirs, creating a fascinating fabrication of earthly treasures and heavenly waters within that single grape. That particular grape is called the Earthly Terraforce Grapes. Itʼs no different than a physique-enhancing product at the Mystic-Earth grade. Itʼs easier to digest naturally. You donʼt have to circulate your cultivation base as it feeds into it as food would for mortals. You can stuff yourself and sleep, and when you wake up, itʼll be no different than cultivating all day or refining a pill of that equality.” Wei Wuyin explained as he grabbed a grape and consumed it with a crunchy bite. ”...” Both Lady Missulena and Sun Jiazhen were inwardly startled. This type of method wasnʼt exactly unique. Farming had always existed but this was pushing that to an entirely different level. Normally, cultivators farmed specific material or grafted a unique material from others, but Wei Wuyin had essentially said he used alchemical products to water and fertilize these things, transforming them into pseudo-products that function as earthly treasures and heavenly waters. For the next thirty or so minutes, Sun Jiazhen and Lady Missulena ate and drank, enjoying the refreshing new ways to cultivate—by eating! Meanwhile, Wei Wuyin allowed the time to pass with perfunctory small talk, merely discussing topics such as his victory in the Mystics: Royale and Su Yiʼs incredible combat prowess as a Mystic Overlord, defying conventions. If not for most of them knowing that Su Yi was likely a reincarnated Supreme Sage, they would find this too unbelievable. ”So letʼs discuss more serious topics. For example…” He timed his shift well, both Sun Jiazhen and Lady Missulena remained light-hearted but simultaneously serious enough to consider these matters. There was no overly tense air. But as the conversion continued, whether it was Sun Jiazhen or Lady Missulena, they both exclaimed no less than three times each. They looked at Wei Wuyin with unbelievable eyes.

Lady Missulena was shaken. She couldnʼt believe her ears. ”Iʼll say this: your gift was very much appreciated,” Wei Wuyin calmly said, emphasizing that particular word that caused Lady Missulenaʼs heart to slightly accelerate its beating. There was an underlying tone of a threat here, and she was fully aware that the Arcanids were being obedient on the surface yet sinister in the shadows. ”All things are up for discussion,” Lady Missulena said. She only had the authority of an Elder. She couldnʼt give the final say on such an important decision. Her casually agreeing could reshape the very terrain of an entire galaxy, and potentially open the Utmost Purity Galaxy to its greatest change since its inception. That said, she wasnʼt against the idea. In fact, she deeply wanted to agree. ”Good,” Wei Wuyin chuckled heartily. Their responses were perfect. With that, he brought out a few more refreshments as they discussed some insights into cultivation. One was a great senior and the other was a talented genius, so they had a unique insight into the Mystic Ascendant Realm that others wouldnʼt have. Wei Wuyin gained quite a bit as the discussion lasted three hours. When it ended, Sun Jiazhenʼs aged face was flushed with elation as if he had just solved an extraordinary problem, and Lady Missulenaʼs heart was still beating rapidly, her eyes emitting intermittent bursts of enlightened scholarly light. Wei Wuyin saw them off. They left the Original Dawn Palace back to their headquarters. He looked out into the Dark Voidʼs starry sky at the edge of a balcony. He felt a steely gaze fixed on his person. It belonged to a Supreme Sage. Specifically, it belonged to the skinny female Supreme Sage of the Zenith Refinement Tower. Her soul-piercing gaze was pulsating with irresolvable hatred. Wei Wuyinʼs starry eyes glowed brightly. ”All that pent-up aggression with no outlet. If you want, you can come here and Iʼll assist you in finding one. I might even help with your damaged foundation—if you do a good job,” he mouthed with a grin. The only one who could determine his words was the skinny female Supreme Sage. She became livid. Her aura erupted outwards and the entire Refinement Zone quivered in response. Wei Wuyin loudly chuckled. ”Antagonizing a Supreme Sage…” the Heavenly War Spirit was sweating on Wei Wuyinʼs behalf. After a long moment, she asked: ”Do you really think you can fight against a Supreme Sage?” ”...” Wei Wuyinʼs chuckle gradually ceased. He stared out into the starry skies and then turned into his room. He sighed in his heart as he felt the faint exhaustion for the overuse of his Laws, all stemming from his soul as it was mostly depleted. It was one thing to triumph over an Enlightened Sage as a peak Mortal Dao cultivator, but a Resonant Soul Realm cultivator was an entirely different breed. The difference was like comparing a fully grown pygmy mouse to a fully grown blue whale in terms of size.

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