And the blood on that rock was the essence of Mystic Sky Sect's chief, failing his transcendence as mobs of martial artists attacked him.

Despite his failure, the chief of Mystic Sky Sect-Frank's mentor-had vaguely cultivated a strand of sage aura.

And the blood on that rock contained it.

Be it from a standpoint of principle or sentiment, Frank refused to let the rock fall into anyone else's hands.

The blood on that rock was a representation of his mentor's resentment.

A representation of the tragedy that was the fall of Mystic Sky Sect.

A representation of the three years Frank spent adrift.

Therefore, that rock was priceless for Frank-he would even buy it for a trillion, let alone five billion.

Once Frank made payment, he was given the stone as he wished.

It felt warm in his hand, as if the blood on it had yet to dry.

his tears

and all our enemies will pay." The rock seemed

"What?! Why..."

see the rock glowing in Frank's arms, and

rock? What on earth

started to expand twice its size,

Crack!

shattered into pieces as

"Hmm?!"

so, Frank could

rock was alive, and subtly seeping into his open palm,

pure vigor in him condensing into liquid, trickling and extending across every meridian in his

He ascended!

cultivation skyrocketed without anyone noticing, rising from full-fledged Birthright

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