Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Ryu spoke these words calmly. There wasn't much determination or fire in his eyes, but the soothing cadence of his voice was able to express everything it was he was feeling on the inside. There was nothing that would stop him from protecting Sacrum.

Repaying one's debts, the Cycle of Karma, the Wheel of Fate, these were all things that Ryu felt that he had the ability to escape already.

Even if he ignored his promise to Flowing Frost, it would have no possibility of harming his foundation. Even if he didn't raise the Radiant Star Sect to the Eighth Heaven, it would have had no impact on him. Even if he destroyed Sacrum with a single palm right here and now, it wouldn't affect him in the slightest.

This was what it meant to reach the epitome of Control. This was what it meant to have a oneness with Fate and Karma, to have it rooted in one's very Soul Nature.

However, Ryu had never been someone that did things for the sake of the gazes of others. He had his own moral compass, and he abided by it even if it meant others saw him as a hypocrite.

Being a hypocrite didn't mean that he walked around doing things without rhyme or reason, or ignorant of consequences and care.

To Ryu, being a hypocrite meant that he was able to live life by his own whims, to his own level of Control, but his own cadence.

This was why he had chosen this path.

And for him, repaying debts to those he owed would always be something that he took very seriously. That was something that his pride wouldn't allow him to neglect.

With another step, Ryu crossed the skies once more and appeared above a Sect. Although he was in plain sight, no one could seem to spot him at all.

The Sect of women bustled about. Their innocent laughter and joyful fervor was quite warm to experience. Before that, their beauty just seemed like the cherry on top.

Despite the harsh cold of the environment, there seemed to be a warm embrace waiting for you nonetheless.

The Awoken Moon Sect.

In truth, Ryu hadn't expected to find it in such good condition. He had neglected it quite a bit, but it seemed that his mother had taken action at some point or another.

He hadn't paid attention to these matters in a long while, but someone was certainly keeping Sacrum afloat if it wasn't him.

He had never had much interest in leading a Clan or ruling large amounts of people. He was always interested in his own personal strength.

The only reason he was building up an army of Summons and Corpse Puppets now was because if he had to wait until he was personally strong enough to counter his wife's own army, the poor woman might not get laid for at least thousands of years, on top of the trillions she had already experienced.

Truth be told, he really was just doing this for the sake of his wife. As a husband, it was his duty to look out for her best interests.

Luckily, though, Ryu's parents were much more responsible.

Soon, Ryu laid eyes on the person he had come looking for and smiled.

Melody. Granny Miriam's younger sister.

It seemed that she had indeed returned to the Sect. And not just this, but she was already on the verge of the Sky God Realm.

For Sacrum, this was a mind-numbing pace of cultivation. Most Sky Gods here were on the order of trillions upon trillions of years old. But it had only been a thousand years or so since Ryu saw her last.

Undoubtedly, this was also thanks to Ryu's mother Himari.

Ryu nodded and turned to leave. Since she was doing well, there was no need for him to stay here.

He owed Granny Miriam a great deal. She hadn't been able to save his life, even at the cost of her own, but she had shown familial warmth to a version of himself that didn't even know how to define the word family.

As far as he was concerned, she was no less a true grandmother to him than any of his flesh and blood relatives had been.

Making sure that her sister was doing well was the least he could do.

Ryu waved a casual hand and a droplet of Embryonic Qi shot out.

Melody didn't even notice it enter her forehead. But her expression did change as she felt her cultivation stir.

She hurried to stand, barking out a few orders as she rushed into seclusion.

Soon, the Awoken Moon Sect would have the first Sky God in its history.

…

Ryu stood high in the skies of the Pedestal Plane, his thoughts and expressions unreadable.

The Loom Clan was no more. It probably hadn't been for a long while.

That location where he had almost been forced to kneel was nothing but a patch of dirt in an endless forest now.

He stood above that exact location, knowing that his memory wasn't failing him, but rather that the former structures of power that had once been there were just no longer in existence.

Ryu had killed Patriarch Ember, the former ruler of the Plane. So the collapse had probably started from the Core Region, and then spread to the Inner Ring here.

No one would have been able to escape the battle and all the powers that called this place home would be embroiled in the war.

In the end, what once was Loom City was now destroyed.

Ryu didn't need his ability to scry Fate to know this. But when he did use Fate to read what likely happened here, he only confirmed his guesses.

He took a step and appeared in another location of the forest. There was a small cabin within and the door creaked open as a woman stepped out.

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