The clan had already abandoned her. Being born from a dirty blood, she wasn't exactly welcomed unlike Ryan who was given all the riches and love just because of his bloodline. Nevertheless, she refused to believe that she wouldn't be acknowledged by the clan. As long as she show enough accomplishments, the clan might see her in new light.

However, it was easier said than done. No matter how much effort she gave, there's a limit to where she could go alone. She wasn't like the others, who could determine the paths they should take. In her situation, she needed someone to guide her.

"Sis, please think about this carefully. I'm telling you, you'll definitely regret this if you turn this down!" Ryan urged. It was obvious in his expression that he was very troubled. It felt like if ever Riyan gave the opportunity to Ryan, the latter would jump in joy.

Riyan couldn't help but look at Jin Rou. She couldn't see through him as he was covered by a thick fog and numerous puzzles. Unless one solved all of them, no one could see his actual capabilities.

After which, Riyan took a deep breath and walked over to Jin Rou and knelt down, "Please tell me what to do, Young Master."

Truth be told, she was feeling very complicated. And Jin Rou might be the only one who could help her.

Jin Rou sighed. He wanted her to choose her path herself but he was aware that it would just be detrimental to her cultivation, "The path of monarchy deserves your enormous talent."

It was true. The path towards imperial wasn't enough to contain her towering talents. At the very best, she could be a full fledged imperial lord with 10 totems at max.

However, it was different in the path of monarchy. Her future was boundless as long as she took the right paths. With her talent, it's not impossible to create 12 dao palaces. Of course, assuming that nothing dangerous came her way.

"The path of monarchy..." Riyan mumbled. She aspired to be an imperial lord and be like their current matriarch, a strong and powerful woman who pulled weight by her own.

"It's still up to you. No one has the right to force you here." Jin Rou said. It was useless forcing someone whose heart wasn't in the designated path. Rather than being stuck, it's better to choose what you really wanted to do and be done with it.

"I am willing to be under your guidance and protection." Riyan spoke. Her voice was filled with determination. She kowtowed three times to express her willingness.

"Rise." Jin Rou commanded, "The path of monarchy is filled with blood and bones of your opponents. There is no friend there, only foes. Are you willing to carry this burden and responsibility?"

Every dao monarch experienced this and carried this kind of burden. They became monarchs because they killed and defeated all of their competitors. In the battlefield for the Nine Heavens Will, countless deaths were certain.

"I am willing." Riyan knew that the path wouldn't be easy to take. However, if this would help her be acknowledged by the clan, she wouldn't mind taking the risk.

Ryan heaved a sigh of relief. He expected that his sister would be headstrong about her decision. Fortunately, she changed her mind or else, it'd be truly a waste of her talent.

"Since this is settled, I have to prepare Riyan in the upcoming battle. With her current level, she would just be asking for death there." Jin Rou said, chuckling.

"That's true. Countless geniuses who are on par with her talents will participate too. Especially those from the sea king, and temple. They won't pass up this opportunity." Fog commented. He knew the depths of Disaster Sea King and the temple. Thus, he was sure that they had schemes around.

"No matter how talented their descendants are, unless I tell them to get the will, they couldn't." Jin Rou smiled.

Fog wryly smiled. With Han Li being a dao guardian, who could probably steal the will from his nose? That's impossible. The Riyan girl was truly lucky.

After that, Jin Rou and Riyan disappeared. He told everyone to wait on them.

Then, Sylvianna appeared out of her personal space and said, "Things are getting interesting. Han Li has no reason to get the will, but he's still willing to go all the trouble of making a successor of the will himself. It's not like he has a benefit to get here."

She had been eavesdropping about the conversation a while ago. She knew Han Li wouldn't be the type of person who would do something that wouldn't benefit him. So what's with this trouble?

"How can we know what he's thinking? All this time, he is mysterious and petty." Fog chuckled.

"You dare to blabber nonsense behind Young Master's back?" Raina was displeased, "You want to die that much?"

"Oh, I'd like you to try. I am currently wondering how much you have learned from Terin." Fog smirked, "If you learned even 1/4 of his abilities, then you pass."

"Don't underestimate me!" Raina was about to attack when Sylvianna pulled her away and said, "Weaklings should remain idle. Although that damned Lee isn't here, he's watching you all for sure."

It wasn't an assumption as she knew that Han Li had eyes here. Raina immediately calmed herself. She almost broke loose. Thankfully, Sylvianna stopped them.

Fog looked at Sylvianna with a bit of displeasure in which the latter responded, "You got a problem with it?"

Sylvianna Blackmauve was an old monster, far older than Han Li. Although she was currently weakened because of the chains that binded her for too long, she was still too strong for this world.

"I'm just wondering, with your terrifying background, that deity has managed to imprisoned you. How come that's possible?" Fog asked.

"It's none of your business.." Sylvianna rolled her eyes. Of course, how could she say her shameful past regarding this matter? The answer to that question was a shame to the name Blackmauve, "And stop looking at me or should I pop that eyeballs from you?" historical