Apotheosis

Between the first and the sixth lines, Zen hadn't encountered very many Truth Boats.

After the sixth line however, things began to change and there were an increasing number of boats floating out on the Sea of Truth. As they reached the ninth line, Zen had a hard time counting the boats because there were suddenly so many.

"Why are there so many people here in the ninth line?" Of course, Zen couldn't help but feel surprised at the sight of the numerous boats floating on the sea.

Dorothy giggled and replied, "When compared to the ninth line, the first eight are nothing. Upon reaching here, most people will stop for quite some time and well-needed rest. Take a look at what they are doing."

Zen stared out at the quietly floating Truth Boats with more intent this time, as well as the mediating Souls of Light.

Obviously, they were doing exactly the same thing that Zen had planned to do—they were staying in the ninth line in order to be baptized by the Sea of Truth, making their Souls of Light stronger.

"The Other Shore is a huge threshold for us, so we need to strengthen our souls to cross it. Certain people even stay in the ninth line for years just to get more practice," Dorothy added with a weary smile on her face.

The crystals in the sea would erode the Truth Boats. Fortunately for them, if a Truth Boat left the Sea of Truth before completely dissipating, it could still re-condense once it returned.

All Zen could see before him were the countless Truth Boats, continuously disappearing and condensing themselves.

In other words, this location was just an enormous cultivating ground for souls.

"Shall we begin as well, then?" Dorothy questioned Zen as a reminder, still smiling.

Zen only nodded silently in agreement. Much like what the others had done, Zen adjusted the Truth Boat's direction and let it withstand the sea's erosion.

In this respect, the members of Dragon City had some advantages.

Throughout the process of cultivating the Souls of Light, certain people bought soul pills repeatedly.

At first, Zen was very confused. Seeing as divine crystals couldn't be brought to this place, how would they even manage to shake on a deal?

After listening to Dorothy though, Zen ultimately understood the operation of the deal.

One of the parties handed divine crystals over to the Mice League in order to guarantee the deal. Afterward, the soul pill was sold in the Sea of Truth, and the Mice League would pay the divine crystals to the other, acting as a third party.

Without a doubt, throughout the entire process, the Mice League would get some divine crystals as commission.

Moreover, this kind of deals were not limited to the Sea of Truth. In fact, even the deals that took place on the Other Shore relied on the Mice League's guarantees. It was safe to say that every single day, these types of deals were taking place. They were far more common than anyone could imagine.

As the guarantor, the Mice League itself earned great profit.

Dorothy's wor

Truth Boats had been turned over and thrown into the sea.

Once the Souls of Light on the boats had equally fallen into the sea, they disappeared, leaving no trace behind.

As a witness to the entire frantic scene, Zen furrowed his brow and asked Dorothy from behind his shoulder, "Do many people die trying to break through to the Other Shore every time?"

"Yes, and it's better now than it's been before. My grandma has told me many times that soul pills were a very rare find, a long time ago at least. Countless Souls of Light died in the ninth line back in her day. So much so, that she said the ninth line was actually called the Death's door. In an enormous crowd of ten thousand people, only one would reach the Other Shore, and nine thousand people would die..." Dorothy replied, her voice cold.

As soon as the first person died, more and more people got scared and began to retreat.

Now, at least two thirds of the thousands of people had begun to retreat.

The remaining over three thousand people, on their behalf, were all ready to fight tooth and nail. Even in the face of such a terrible environment, they had no intentions of retreating whatsoever!

With another ten miles traveled, the waves once again doubled in force and climbed in height. They were now unbelievably ferocious.

A wave swept over and raised Zen's Truth Boat up a good thirty or forty feet in height.

"Zen! Watch out!" Dorothy reminded him, always with her watchful eyes.

She was quite confident of Zen's adaptability, but despite that, she couldn't shake the worried feeling she had.

Zen stood at the boat's head once again, sliding forward and defying the wave cleverly. As he reached the wave's peak however, his face suddenly dropped.

A wave of more than a hundred feet in height was actually just ten miles ahead... and it was heading toward them!

The Truth Boat was less than four meters in length and no more than two meters in height. There was no way in hell it was ever getting over such a huge wave.