Heir of Lightening
In a realm where gods play dice with mortal souls, a cursed boy refuses his fate.
Born with a tempered body blessed by the heavens, Kirin Arcanus should’ve been a legend. Instead, he became an outcast, cursed, shunned, and exiled from the very clan that should’ve raised him as their heir. The demon that killed his parents didn’t vanish... it slumbered inside him, waiting.
Powerless. Mocked. Weak. Kirin claws his way through life with nothing but grit, will, and the whisper of an ancient, forbidden path to strength. When he’s finally granted a second chance at cultivation, it comes at a brutal cost, awakening something dark, something hungry.
Inside the hallowed walls of the Academy, friends become enemies. Trust is currency. And betrayal? That’s the tuition fee. His closest companion, Seth, hides a twisted purpose. His allies? Torn between love, legacy, and lies.
As realms collide, bloodlines unravel, and demonic whispers grow louder, Kayden must choose, become the hero they never saw coming… or embrace the chaos he was born to unleash.
He didn’t ask to be a weapon. But he sure as hell is going to use it.
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Chapter: Chapter 167. Ashborne Memory.The days after the confrontation with the Judgers had left Kirin hollow. His body healed quickly, but his mind hadn’t. He found himself restless, unable to sit still, unable to sleep for long without snapping awake at the sound of his own breath. Every shadow in the Hollow Gate sect seemed sharper than before. Every passing glance felt like an accusation.He tried meditation, but his thoughts refused to quiet. He tried training, but the motions felt robotic, drained of spirit. He even tried forcing himself to eat, yet the food turned to ash in his mouth. Something inside him was fraying, tugging loose strand by strand.On the third night, when silence pressed down like a suffocating blanket, he decided he couldn’t remain inside his room. The walls felt too close, the air too stale. He needed space or maybe he just needed to move before his thoughts consumed him.So he slipped out.The Hollow Gate sect at night was eerily still. Moonlight bled across the tiled roofs, casting jagged sha
Last Updated: 2025-08-24
Chapter: Chapter 164. The Eyes in the Mist.The victory at the Sky Arena should have brought relief. It should have silenced the endless whispers that had followed Kirin since the day he stepped into Malakar. Instead, it did the opposite.Word spread like fire in dry grass. His name carried through the academy halls, spoken in awe and in envy. Students that once sneered at him now stared like he was something alien. Some wanted to challenge him, others wanted to stand behind him, and the rest simply waited and watched to see what he would become.But it wasn’t only humans watching.It started the morning after his victory.Kirin woke earlier than Aza and Shen, stepping out into the courtyard while the sun was still fighting against the fog. The mist that morning was unusually heavy, rolling in thick waves over the training grounds, coiling around the academy’s walls like a living thing.At first, he thought it was only the lingering exhaustion playing tricks on him. But then he saw them.They were like shadows in the fog.Figur
Last Updated: 2025-08-23
Chapter: Chapter 163. The Sky Arena.The burial was supposed to settle things. A cultivator dead, covered under stone and silence. But instead of calming the whispers, the academy only grew louder.The new transfers had stolen attention, Aza with her quick tongue and sharper mouth, Shen with his cold precision, and Kirin, the quiet shadow that nobody quite understood. They didn’t fit into the academy’s fragile order. They weren’t bred nobles or trained elites. They were outsiders and outsiders had a way of disturbing the peace.Vael knew it. He could feel it like a sickness spreading. Rumors turned to suspicion, suspicion turned to paranoia. The burial hadn’t been the end of unrest, it had been the spark. And so, he made the choice he always made when the academy threatened to unravel, he threw the weak into the fire and let the flames show who deserved to survive.That was the purpose of the Sky Arena.The arena was a monster of stone and air. Suspended high above the academy grounds, a floating circle of platforms conn
Last Updated: 2025-08-22
Chapter: Chapter 162. Blood on the Leaves.The sect was restless that morning.The whispering root was a tree that every disciple knew, even if they had never approached it. It stood at the far eastern end of the sect grounds, its bark black as burned wood, its branches stretched like a hundred grasping arms. The tree swayed when no wind touched it, whispering to itself with a voice no one understood. Old tales said it was older than the sect, older than Malakar itself, a fragment of something left behind from another world. Most disciples avoided it, afraid of how its leaves shivered like teeth.But this morning, the tree had company.A body.A junior disciple had screamed, her voice sharp enough to bring half the east wing running. By the time Vael arrived, with several cloaked enforcers behind him, the crowd had gathered in a tight ring, everyone whispering, craning their necks.The dead man lay flat on the roots, his face pale and his eyes open, staring blankly at the canopy above. His robes were neat, his hands folded by
Last Updated: 2025-08-21
Chapter: Chapter 161. Shen’s Hobby.Kirin’s mind was still burning with Vael’s words.Higher powers are watching you, he said.The thought felt like a brand carved into his skull. He had lived his entire life resisting chains, yet here he was, walking right into another cage, this time built not of iron bars but of suspicion. Vael had spoken with a calm warning, but underneath it, Kirin had heard the truth: they would not hesitate to erase him if he became a threat.And the worst part? They were right to be afraid.That vision of himself in full chaos, brimming with power that he could not recognise still lived in his chest like a restless animal. Sometimes, when he channelled his qi in training, he could almost feel that future self staring back at him. Was that what he was destined to become? And if it was, would there be anything of himself left?The prison memories came back. The chains. The endless humiliation. The screams in the dark. The laughter of demons who thought they had broken him.The thought of surrender
Last Updated: 2025-08-20
Chapter: Chapter 160. Vael’s Warning.The days rolled by in the underworld prison like a river of ash, slow, heavy, and suffocating. Kirin had almost lost count of how long it had been since he had glimpsed that fractured reality, that vision of Malakar torn apart by war. Every time he closed his eyes, the images crept back, fire raining from skies, twisted armies rising, and a darkness that seemed to consume even the strongest of warriors.It was the kind of sight that left a man restless. He trained harder now, sharper, as if the only way to push down the anxiety clawing at his chest was to let his body move until it could move no more. But no matter how many times he unleashed his qi into strikes, no matter how many times he tried to carve stability out of chaos, the weight in his heart never really left.He thought he was hiding it well. But of course, Vael noticed.Late one night, Kirin was summoned. A messenger came, one of those silent shadows who never spoke, only bowed and gestured. He led Kirin through the twist
Last Updated: 2025-08-19
