"I broke through…"
Lucian exhaled, mist emerging from his mouth as though he were a fire-breathing dragon in a cold winter. He checked his cultivation and saw that what should've been a violent breakthrough was tame and silent, all because of being tempered by heavenly water.
Otherwise, he would've been in for a world of hurt, needing to take ice pills and many other medications to stop himself from going berserk.
"The first first-generation Empyrean Divergent in the Davis Family…"
Davis watched over his son's breakthrough, rubbing his chin with interest and amusement. He still remembered refusing to make Divergents when he had just become one, but now, his family was producing powerful Divergents one after another.
He didn't know where exactly this was going, but since it was inevitable, he didn't try to stop it, nor did he want to stop it.
