The moment Lily Quin's name left my lips, I felt the atmosphere around me shift like a blade sliding from its sheath.
And as I had expected, by repeating that woman's name several times and instructing the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect to send this message to her, I naturally sent the fluctuations of my intent toward the Heaven's Will.
It is natural that when a so-called heroine or son of heaven is favored by the heavens, they receive protection in unique ways—like being warned of danger before it can take root.
The same applied to me.
The moment I directed clear hostility and killing intent toward that woman, Heaven used a loophole to draw her eyes to this place… and finally onto me.
A mechanism of its will—one I intended to use in my favor, if only to rile the heroine a little.
After all, if she once treated me—my past self—as nothing more than a stepping stone to ascend to the Upper Realm, then it's only fitting I drag her back down into the dirt.
