Paragon Of Sin

Chapter 1919: Chapter 1911: Formerly Imprisoned, Now Freed

Within the Secret Realm, behind several layers of concealment and obfuscation formations, a slender figure sat with their long, exposed legs crossed. It was a woman. And not just any ordinary woman.

She was exactly nine feet tall, had pale skin that glistened with a healthy, alluring sheen, accentuated by a head full of wild braided hair with two long strands that exquisitely framed her narrow chin. She appeared young, barely twenty in terms of her youthful exuberance, yet one could tell that time was not able to define her appearance.

Her slender build allowed her perky, full, and round twin peaks to dominate the gaze, especially as she wore a white and peach-colored robe that exposed her shoulders and cleavage in full without any discretion. She exuded an innate elegance that betrayed nobility, but also an air of great freedom and spirit. A woman who could draw in one's soul and claim it with a single gaze.

She was by all means beautiful, whether in body, face, charm, or presence, perhaps to the point of being seduction and temptation personified.

But what stood out the most, contributing to almost all of Wei Wuyin's shock was not her height nor beauty, but her head, eyes, and extra appendages. Atop her head, bleeding through her wild yet silky braided hair were two animalistic ears. They resembled those of a fox with black fur and pink insides. Her fox-like eyes were golden-yellow, her pupils star-shaped, and her sclera was a beautiful sea of white. And lastly, behind her, nine long fluffy white tails with azure tips moved with mesmerizing sways.

‘A Celestial?!’ Wei Wuyin’s mild shock was attributed entirely to this discovery. Even before, he was unable to properly see into the physical identity of this Supreme Existence, only gleaning faint details, unable to determine if they were human, demon, or this—a celestial.

In the Onestar Galaxy, three races were classified as superior out of seven in total: Humans, Titans, and Celestials. Each race had Ascended Sovereigns, which was the unique title that was given to them as the sovereigns of their respective races.

This was the first Supreme Existence of the Celestial Race that had met so far. That said, the discovery was only mildly shocking due to the variety of races that existed in the Utmost Purity Galaxy. Some of the cultivators he had encountered may look human, but they only had human-like appearances due to the changes brought by their cultivation method. A Cultivation Method can change the physical appearance of most, and the societal standard of the Utmost Purity Galaxy was humanoid, more resembling humans.

Chu Xing, who was a Supreme Sage of the Demon Race, was an example of this. Her base form was that of a human. And Hong Xuannu was not human either, but a unique race that was like the Abyssal Race, likely born from an intermingling of bloodline with humans and a Supreme Existence. Not a hybrid, per se, but an entirely different branch of humanoid.

This went true for many of the Arachnids, Qi Yinying was not strictly human despite her charming beautiful appearance.

That said, most were human at birth.

Wei Wuyin was also an example of how cultivation often modified and muddled racial identity. In his eyes, and matching his preference, he usually discarded racial identity when interacting with others, especially if they reached the Mystic Ascendant Realm. Their cultivated foundation caused any external bloodline integrated in their bodies’ physical energies or modifications to become permanently a part of their Existential Framework. It was not hard to abandon all aspects of humanity.

This was why those at this stage were referred to as Ascended beings, not a human Mystic Ascendant or abyssal Mystic Ascendant.

Pakhet was not purely human either. She had integrated herself with an ancient lioness bloodline, not of a beast, but of a Star-Devourer. Those like Wei Wuyin who decided to embark on the Primordial Dao of Beasts in their cultivation were referred to as hybrids, but the vast majority of bloodline integrations were of Star-Devourers, Void Creatures, or their descendants if they could breed.

The Arachnids for example integrated members of Neith's Star-Devourer species into themselves, acquiring fragments of their power without overwriting or clashing with their cultivation base. These entities' bloodline essence didn't contradict the path of the Mortal Dao or Mystic Dao.

However, acquiring them was another matter altogether, which was why most cultivators were human or human-esque, cultivating their physiques to resemble such an appearance.

But from the aura he sensed, the bloodline fluctuations were pure-blooded celestial, not externally cultivated or altered in the slightest.

‘She’s quite something. Woo-wee. Femme fatale vibes.’ Magus communicated, subtly warning Wei Wuyin to rein in his lust.

Hearing the hint, Wei Wuyin glanced downwards and found his lower body was pitching a ferocious imprint, threatening to escape his robes. Frowning slightly, he had almost forgotten that his Yang Source Quintessence was not only split, but similarly enhanced by an ungodly level.

‘It’s not me,’ Wei Wuyin commented as he sent his perception into his Sea of Consciousness, staring at the palatial library that was Magus’ Mystic Form. It was exuding intense Everlasting Energies.

‘Did you use my Yang Source as a foundation for your Heart of Qi?’ Wei Wuyin asked with a lifted brow.

“Oh…” Magus began to recede its Everlasting Energy that was circulating throughout Wei Wuyin’s body. It wanted to test out the long-term refinement effects of this unique qi on his body, not expecting it to stimulate that part to an extreme.

“My sense of awareness is so disjointed from my soul,” Wei Wuyin remarked in a whisper. He couldn’t feel his raging dragon. It felt as if his entire body was a machine that functioned as a singular whole but didn’t communicate at all.

According to various journals of scholarly experts who’ve treaded this path, this was normal for new Soul of Mysticism cultivators. It was called Bodily Dissonance by the Sages, comparing it to Temporal Dissonance and Spatial Dissonance but for the physical body. This was a sign of an unconsolidated cultivation base for those at the Mystic Ascendant Realm. Fortunately, unlike the Mortal Realms, he simply needed to attune his mind, body, essence, and spirit into a state of synchronization.

Normally, this could take centuries of adaptation. But Wei Wuyin was a Heavenly Saint Alchemist, so he had made preparations for this day even before he acquired that title. With a wave of his hand, he brought out a bottle containing sixteen pills. These were Unity Threading Pills. They were extraordinarily unique, requiring Unity Essence from the Utmost Unity Mind-Realm or someplace similar, and were high-tier Mystic-Earth graded products.

Due to being the creation of multiple Worldly Saint Alchemists with the assistance of a Heavenly Saint Alchemist of the past generation, it was regarded as part of the generalized lineage of the Utmost Purity Galaxy’s Alchemic Dao, belonging to no specific lineage. It was designed exactly for that purpose, to increase the rate of adaptation and reduce Bodily Dissonance and a whole host of other issues.

“We’re going to need more,” Eden stated.

Wei Wuyin sighed. “This’ll do for now,” he said, tossing the pills into his mouth as the Mystic Cores sent out wisps of their mystic power to claim their portion. He didn’t have to refine it himself. ŔＡNỌʙÈṥ

“So this is how a Spirit of Cultivation refines pills! EXTRAORDINARY!” Magus was hyped at this experience. Wei Wuyin envied him a little. They digested the pill with ease that far exceeded any cultivator, sending its alchemical efficacy into his Sea of Consciousness, fleshy Heart, and Dantian, creating a translucent thread that slowly assisted the process.

Wei Wuyin looked down at his bulging pants, slowly gaining some sensation and control. By this point, this young conqueror of the heavens had noticed that he was being observed by the Supreme Existence.

He double-checked the Quintessential Thread of Existential Self within his Major Authorities, sensing that it was intact and restrained, completely within his control.

He sent out spiritually an open transmission.

BOOOOOOOM!!!

A thunderous explosion erupted, generating a Spiritquake! The spiritually seismic force was intentionally, however whether intended or not, an eruption of spiritual strength shattered the three dimensions of space, threatening to stir time and its natural flow into a hazardous mess, while light and chaos mana were expelled violently away, becoming absent within a range of twenty million miles of Wei Wuyin!

If he had sent this in a starfield, the entire starfield would have been eradicated into dust by a mere Spiritual Transmission!

The event caused Void Creatures nearby to shriek and cry in horror. They fled fast, and those who couldn’t flee far enough were directly slammed by the wave of spiritual strength their spirits snuffed out. They became empty husks—deceased.

“…”

He had only transmitted a single word. A SINGLE WORD! Not even a sentence!

“Shit!” Wei Wuyin spat as he held out his hand, put both fingers together, and millions of tiny illusory Mystic Runes swirled about his hand as he—

—SNAP!

Temporal Reversion!

In the blink of an eye, the violently shoved chaos mana, light, energy, and essence, including those ‘innocent’ Void Creatures were returned to their original locations as if the immediate region of twenty million miles hadn’t experienced a cataclysmic spiritquake.

The experience akin to turning back the clock on causality was unimaginably phenomenal. It was as if he had become a Divinity of Time, wielding the divine powers of a great dao. While he could have done so easily by relying on his authority, he desired to test out his Mystic Ascendant powers. And what a wonderful result.

The Supreme Existence was startled. She stood up, her eyes narrowing with a keen light, observing Wei Wuyin through her formations as if he couldn’t see her. She thought for a second, then she pressed her slender fingers on her face and gently swiped down.

Her body began to vibrate as she transformed. She became a hunched, wrinkled old woman with a crane that possessed a white fox-head, her fox tails wrapped around her body, becoming white and azure robes that covered everything, and her eyes’ pupils lost their starry presence. She resembled a crone, ancient and wise, almost trustworthy and experienced. Even her aura was less seductive, exuding a wise, scholarly radiance.

Her transformation art was exquisitely refined, modifying her intrinsic qualities to the most detailed level. Wei Wuyin would have still seen through her art with his Celestial Eyes even if he hadn’t seen it firsthand, but it was wonderfully profound nevertheless.

She exited her Secret Realm, standing upon a platform of solid azure qi. She controlled the platform to soar toward Wei Wuyin, her aura was open and exposed, showcasing that she had no intention to act aggressively.

“I must thank you, Fellow Daoist.” Her voice reverberated spiritually, sounding like an ancient wise woman who had experienced the ups and downs of life.

“…” Wei Wuyin was facing an unexpected issue. He couldn’t speak spiritually, and this was the Dark Void, so while he spoke audibly, it was inaudible without any air particles. He couldn’t communicate in his current condition.

Oh!

He brought out a blank notebook. This caught the Supreme Existence by surprise. With an ink pen, he decided to communicate through written form.

Then, he wrote in Mysticism: “I like your other form better.” He blinked at the old woman, his eyes carrying a hint of a smile.

“…”

The atmosphere immediately became tense and awkward, especially as the Supreme Existence in the form of an old woman was greatly surprised in mind yet kept her outward facial features with an expression of innocent confusion. “Pardon?”

Wei Wuyin chuckled, dismissing her desire for deceit, writing: “What’s your name?”

“…” A long moment of silence passed in the Dark Void. It seemed she was deciding her next move. She glanced at Wei Wuyin’s lower half, and then heaved a sigh. She spoke, but her wise voice transformed into a velvety, sensually deep tone that was enough to ignore the blazing flames in the loins of men of all ages and orientations. It was laced with a spiritual qi that affected the mind.

Her words were: “My name is Kang Min-ji, Fellow Daoist.”

Wei Wuyin didn’t mind the spiritual qi laced within her voice. It wasn’t targeted at him, but likely a passive effect of her Cultivation Method that affected all those who heard her real voice. For ordinary folks, they would be bewitched in an instant, forever enslaved by their primal desires.

“Nice to meet you, Kang Min-ji,” Wei Wuyin politely wrote. Even her naming sense was of the typical style for the Celestial Race. “Wei Wuyin of Red Dove City,” he added as he introduced himself.

“...You don’t mind if I stay in this form, do you?” She asked with a laziness within her voice, which only amplified the seductive allure within.

“Do what you wish,” Wei Wuyin responded. He didn’t have any lustful thoughts. At the moment, he could barely control the flowing innate paragonic mystic energies within him to the point that communicating spiritually was enough to cause a calamity.

“Thank you.” She nodded, returning to her old and wise voice, lacking any seductive quality. Sensing it now, he realized her voice still contained the same spiritual qi within. There was a strong chance that her voice only inspires certain emotions, capable of changing their conveyed intention at will.

“I’m at your service for the coming decades. I must inform you that, after being imprisoned, my cultivation base has barely recovered. While your Soul Pill and other products have helped significantly, I’ll need more time to digest them than three months. I can only exert the strength of a low-tier Microheaven Envoy.” Kang Min-ji’s words caused Wei Wuyin to frown. Not because she was still in a weakened state, or that she was lying about having yet to refine all the products in their entirety, but that she had mentioned that she was cultivating for three months.

Wei Wuyin’s gaze shifted to the Utmost Purity Galaxy.

‘Three months…’

Writing in his notebook, he held it up to her: “I’d like to learn about your situation. Why were you imprisoned here? By whom? For how long? And what’s your cultivation base? In any order.”

Kang Min-ji expected this.

As she began to lay out her past, or whatever fabricated tale she wished to spin as he could tell they were all lies, Wei Wuyin read the lingering messages sent to his Void Ring. As he reached a particular message, his silver eyes shone with killing intent!

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Erdiul’s Note: Don't know what you guys were expecting. Of course it's a woman. Also, bro is so powerful he turned into a mute.