The Flame That Devours Flames
"It's actually a Heaven-grade secret technique…"
Wind moved across the high grass, just as surprise traveled among those standing in the arena.
"Red Lotus Karmic Flame!"
The weight wasn't in the sound, but in what it meant. It landed heavy, even when said quietly.
Sharp breaths came from the crowd of students, their wide eyes locked on the stage. A hint of movement showed among the elders by the arena - just a slight lean in, their usual stillness broken by something close to shock.
Still as a statue, Rex Vine lingered just past Cultivator Tobias, fingers laced beneath his spine. A twitch near his eyelid betrayed what silence kept hidden - wanting something not his.
He had been called the Heavenly Saint since childhood. Born with the legendary Instinct Supreme Body, nurtured by the powerful Supreme Paradise Sect, and praised as a prodigy wherever he went.
And yet…
He had never been taught a Heaven-grade Sacred Art.
But that girl on the stage—
