Apotheosis

This scolding battle was even way more outrageous than the one Zen had participated in last time.

To put it into perspective, this one had been going on for at least fourteen to sixteen hours now.

Lavender paused, noticing the stunned expression on Zen's face.

"Is there something wrong?" she asked.

"No, nothing's wrong! Just curse as much as you want," Zen assured her.

Lavender's face reddened in embarrassment, realizing just how much she had cursed in front of Zen. She didn't know why, but she didn't feel good about the possibility that Zen might see her as a shrew...

So she shook her head and stopped the scolding.

Contrary to what she thought though, Zen completely understood her need to vent. At least she could use this Roaring Token to nag at the Queen of Punishment and make her feel uncomfortable whenever and wherever.

She handed the token back to Zen and watched him put it away. "Where did you get this Roaring Token?" she asked.

Lavender had used Roaring Tokens for tens of thousands of times in the past but she never thought this kind of token existed. She never thought someone would be able to create a Roaring Token that could be used for an unlimited number of times.

"I've told you about the fairy palace, right?" Zen said.

Lavender nodded. "Yes…"

She'd heard about it but never really paid much attention whenever Zen mentioned it. The fairy palace of the Lower World wasn't anything remarkable to someone like her.

"I obtained this Roaring Token from the fairy palace. I might be able to enter that place again in the future. You'll know more about it by then," he told her.

Lavender didn't think the fairy palace would contain such a divine object. It seemed her perceptions were wrong and the palace itself was actually an extraordinary place.

Just as they were talking, the entrance to Zen's small palace was thrown open with a bang.

"Brat! I've been waiting for you day and night! Why do you still stay at this place?" the intruder roared as he entered.

Zen shook his head and threw a wink at Lavender. She nodded her head and quickly slipped back into his body.

Sighing, Zen gathered his wits and prepared to meet the people in front of his abode.

A group of warriors were gathered by the entryway. Zen was already familiar with these types of situations but he was still perplexed as to why there were suddenly so many people in front of him. He had just entered the Mist Palace and had yet to make enemies so he didn't know what this ruckus was for.

"What's up?" he asked faintly, looking more

chest onto the small palace wall behind them.

Zen stood to the side and held onto the Thunder Wind Divine Sword tightly. "Nine seconds pass quite fast," he muttered indifferently.

Everyone was gobsmacked at what they had just witnessed in front of them!

"Such fast speed!"

"He's crazy strong! Jared Bi was sent flying with just one punch!"

"Jared Bi's strong but he's too arrogant for his own good!"

They understood that Zen might have possessed some sort of extreme strength since he was able to obtain the Thunder Wind Divine Sword. However, the fact remained that he was still only at the fifth level of the Life and Death Realm. There was no way he could fight against a Soul Sea Realm master. Or could he?

Zen's lightning-fast punch had made everyone second-guess their assumptions for this young man.

"I should have tested the sword's power just now…" Zen muttered to himself, shaking his head in regret as he walked away from the scene.

The power of this sword...

His offhanded remark made those who heard it gulp in fear. If his punch had already been enough to heavily injure Jared Bi, what more could his sword?

The thought hung over their heads as a threat. At that moment, they knew Zen would not hesitate to kill anyone who got in his way.

Just as Zen was about to close the door behind him, a voice rang out through the entry hall, "Wait!" A short warrior had burst through the crowd.

"What is it?" Zen asked.

"I'll give you money for the sword! I'll make sure the price will be fair and good!" the short warrior uttered.

However, Zen shook his head. "It's not for sale."

"Three hundred thousand life vitality jades!" the short warrior exclaimed in one breath.