Lightning Is the Only Way

Gravis followed Aion as they walked through the Heaven Sect. All the decorations that Gravis saw were lavish. Nearly every decoration was made out of gold or Energy Stones, and an expensive, bright-red carpet went through the whole building. Expensive chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and lots of well-drawn paintings adorned the wall. Gravis guessed that not even a king would have that much money.

Aion saw how Gravis was looking around and laughed. "We are Heavenborn and therefore blessed by karmic luck. The money is just rolling in, and we don't even know what to do with it," he explained. "Even though we invested so much into our decorations, our storages are still fully packed with more wealth. We have no idea what to do with it. It's even crazier in our headquarters in the Core-Continent."

Gravis looked around and felt utterly disconnected from reality. He never had wealth at his disposal, and Heaven always stopped him from gaining more. The only exception was the time back in the Proxy-Lightning Guild. Normally, He had just enough to increase his strength, and he only got those resources by risking his life.

Gravis couldn't empathize with the luck and all the wealth that the Heaven Sect had. They were lacking nothing and had everything, and he had never felt anything like that. When he was younger, he lacked strength and the permission to cultivate. When he started cultivating, he lacked resources to increase his strength. He had always lacked something that stopped him in his way forward. He couldn't emotionally process that he now "belonged" to such a tycoon sect.

Of course, Gravis had to play it cool not to awaken suspicion, and outwardly showed a sense of pride. He was acting like everything here was thanks to him. Gravis felt disgusted with himself since that contradicted his core beliefs, but there was nothing he could do against that right now. He needed strength. Beggars couldn't be choosers.

Aion smiled at Gravis as they continued walking. "We can have everything, but we also have to do our work," he continued. "Do you first want to relax for a while or go straight to work?" he asked as he looked at Gravis.

When one was continually lying, even an innocent question reeked of danger, and Gravis was unsure how to answer right now. "I am unused to something like this," Gravis said. "Heaven has always granted me lots of enemies and opportunities. That's how I managed to become so strong, so quickly. I heard that will is very important from others, and maybe Heaven has helped me with that?" Gravis asked with an unsure tone. He had decided to mix truth with lies.

Aion just laughed. "No, that's not what Heaven was doing, but I can't fault you for not knowing. It's your first time here, after all," Aion said with a smile. "Will is important for normal cultivators."

Aion turned around to Gravis and smirked at him. "But, it is useless to us."

Gravis was surprised. "How so? Everyone stronger than me always said that the will was one of the most important things for cultivators," Gravis asked innocently. "How is it different for us?"

Aion just continued smiling as he walked. "Have you ever heard of the concept behind a Will-Aura?" Aion asked.

confusedly and then

Is that a Will-Aura?" Gravis asked as he remembered the leader of the hit-squad from the Lightning Guild. Gravis had immediately felt his

Pressure, yet it can never reach our power. When a normal cultivator goes through enough life and death calamities, their will becomes so strong that it can manifest as a

a Will-Aura conferred by Heaven, and we receive it when we step into the Body Tempering Realm. When your cultivation increased, you have probably

Gravis nodded.

Pressure. It is a Will-Aura, but it is not ours," Aion explained and then started laughing

that our Heavenly Pressure is always the strongest? So, no one can have a stronger Will-Aura than me?" he asked in

him in shock. "Heaven grants us the strongest Will-Aura that our bodies and mind can

to Gravis with a smile, as they continued walking, side by side. "Heaven could, theoretically, give you a Will-Aura as strong as the strongest person in this world, but you couldn't keep it up for even a split-second, before your concentration runs

Will-Aura, on the other hand,

know that creating a Will-Aura requires many genuine life and death

looked confused. "But couldn't guilds, sects, and big families

would need to win continually. Some big sects have tried it in the past, and about 99% of their heirs died before they could manifest their Will-Aura. Can you imagine the amount of resources they had to

interested. "That sounds astronomical," Gravis remarked. "But what about the ones

comparison to ours, their Will-Aura doesn't increase by itself. So, of those who have managed to create one, most died while training their will further, while the remainder didn't increase it. Up until the middle of Magic Gathering, they reigned supreme, but then they started meeting

none of that includes us. As soon as we reach Magic Gathering, our Heavenly Pressure is just

a proud expression. "So, there are no people with stronger Will-Auras than ours,

Heaven tells us, and we go kill them. No one is allowed to be stronger than us!" Aion proclaimed

would have already been killed. Only the constant pressure from his father forced Heaven to abide by its own rules, which it normally, regularly broke without a care.