After leaving the underground corridor, Noah urged Bill to gather the oldest outskirt children without mentioning the awakening ritual. Even if Adam hadn't asked him to keep it a secret, he would have remained silent as a grave.
News of this power couldn't reach cultivators. The other orders? Even less. Just imagining the consequences made him shudder. Either side would launch lethal assaults to steal the method or eradicate a future threat.
With a steely glint flashing in his eyes yet smiling warmly, he offered Adam and Misha a tour of the venomous temple while waiting for the kids.
Without hesitation, Adam nodded while Misha raised her fists. Knowledge had never been their only goal. The six thousand year old temple's culture, their lives surrounded by cultivators who hated them, and what they pursued intrigued them.
