149 Miracle (1/2)

Countless years before

Mortal State, Ascending state, state of Detachment from Earthly Things, Heavenly state, King state, and lastly, the Emperor state.

What concept lay behind this classification?

Each of these states require training beyond normal standards. Throughoutthe universe, few people knew how to properly strengthen their Soul. Sometimes, a lifetime would have not been enough for someone to leap up to the Ascending state.

Just the leap to the Ascending state could have required a whole lifetime.

As far as the higher states were concerned, the achievement of the state of the King or the Emperor state was not even a matter of training, but of pure talent.

How many people would believe Qinguang, if he said that some monster could awaken the Emperor state in someone just by hitting the right Meridians with his very hands? Qinguang himself could not believe what happened before his eyes.

The icy wind swept over the ground and made the clothes of the Immortals flutter. It felt like a bad omen of an incoming catastrophe.

The body of Siche looked now drastically different. Before these changes, Siche was already so beautiful that if she had defined herself the second most charming woman in the world, no one would have claimed the title of first.

Siche explored every centimeter of naked skin, which now seemed elastic and pure as never before. It felt as smooth as a jade statue. Her weak grieving gaze had been replaced by two kind unfathomable eyes. Siche didn't not seem to be the naïve girl who had stepped into Immortality only thanks to Iblis' guidance.

The Devil stared at his little Siche. She was holding her face with two hands trying to probe all the changes her body underwent.

Kirin's eyes gleamed with disgust: ”Iblis! Talent brings nothing good if reached this way! It's against the rules of Mana! No power achieved through the resources of someone else can ever belong to your body. Such procedure could lead to an inner explosion!”

Actually, Kirin couldn't care less about what rules this was against. He was just furious because Iblis could instil such a terrifying power in some only by touching the right ago puncture points. That was a miracle. If Iblis did the same with all of his pupils, then how long would it take Destruction to be able to wipe out every single member of Life?

The words Kirin just said were but one last attempt to slow down the Dao of Siche, on whose soul he hoped to cast the shadow of doubt. He wanted to inflict her a trauma which was painful enough to restrain her progress.

His words though did not sort on Siche the effect Kirin was hoping for. They rolled off her back. Now that she was in the Emperor state, Siche's Soul was so pure no random words could possibly pose a threat to her Dao of Mana. Even if these random words came from the mouth of an Ancestral Creature as a Qilin.

On the contrary, Siche seemed to have evolved. This superior creature cast Kirin a glance without any hint of hate. On her face shone the kindest smile.

Frequently enough, words were stronger than weapons. They would often times heavily affect the outcome of one's Mana cultivation down their Dao. Doubts, uncertainties and fears were strictly interrelated to one's Soul. They really posed a problem to a warrior's personal growth. By taking to heart every doubt that came to their mind, one could never set out in search for truth down their Dao of Mana. On the contrary, the only destiny awaiting would be that of losing themselves in mist.

As an Ancestral Creature, Kirin wisely picked the best moment to cast a shadow over Siche's heart; that was indeed the moment when her conscience still needed to come to terms with the foundations her new state lay on. However, Siche had just reached the Emperor state. The level of her Soul was now so high that these words could not even touch her unreachable conscience.

Siche decided to stay quiet. Every answer would be a useless one. After all, Kirin had just put up some last-minute tactic to prevent another unmatchable warrior like Iblis from rising. That was a war. As any war, no rule applied. The Clan of Life found themselves seized by panic. They began to regret they had not killed Iblis before he could turn this strong and help someone grow as strong as him.

But as it is well known, for every forgiver there is one who bears a grudge.

For every good heart there is an evil one.

That is to say, if Siche did not take to heart Kirin's words, the same couldn't be said about someone else…

Siche's Aura was growing ever more intensely, when suddenly another Aura blocked hers. It was a terrifying Aura imbued with death and desolation.

”We are the Clan of Life,” Iblis spelled in a revolted sneering voice, ”we are good, we are just, we only want the best for this universe.”

Fwooosh!

Iblis suddenly appeared a few centimetres from Kirin, a hand raised: ”I am the most just dog of the Clan of Life, I have promised to protect you Humans, I have promised I would be the hero who will fend for them.”