"!!!"
The moment Westheid finished speaking, it wasn't just the Pure Holy Spirit who was stunned. Even Yolanda, who thought she knew her brother well, froze in shock. After a long moment, she mechanically turned her head like a wind-up doll to stare at the black-haired, purple-eyed man in disbelief.
"I'll say it again. My goal is to achieve Ascension to the Supreme Heaven and become a supreme being, on par with the other Celestial Gods."
Westheid said calmly, "I'm not hiding that from you."
"Brother, you really are..."
Yolanda knew Westheid was ambitious, but she had assumed he merely wanted to help their Holy Spirit Ancestor ascend to godhood. She never imagined he was planning his own Great Enterprise of Ascension.
'That's more than a little audacious.'
"You can't tell anyone about this..."
"Of course not. I know better," Westheid replied immediately. In the Realm of Order, if there was any topic more taboo than Demons, it was the matter of Ascension.
