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.

stop his tears just then, but

mind to the rock. "One day, I will restore Mystic Sky Sect... and all our enemies will pay." The rock seemed to resonate

"What?! Why..."

the rock glowing in Frank's arms,

glowing rock? What

rock then started to expand twice its

Crack!

into pieces as

"Hmm?!"

Frank could feel it

and subtly seeping

into liquid, trickling

He ascended!

skyrocketed without anyone noticing, rising from full-fledged Birthright rank up to

"What..."

"Hahahaha..."

his palms in disbelief, Hugh was laughing deafeningly in the distance, unaware

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