Apotheosis

Staying in the Flow Tower for less than two hours would still be considered two hours spent.

Warriors who entered the tower would seize every minute, maximizing every second.

Even if they couldn't make it to the higher floors of the Flow Tower, they wouldn't leave within two hours. After all, one could only stay in the tower for twenty hours a year!

As the crowd waited in silence, Trish appeared suddenly.

She frowned as she searched the crowd for Zen. She knew he had done poorly, but she had to see the result herself.

When she finally spotted Zen and Carrie, she headed towards them dejectedly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Luo. You've been rated as 'Poor'. I'm afraid you will be the last one to enter the tower."

Zen shrugged. They all turned towards the tower. Once the first batches of warriors entered, several golden dots lit up on the rough surface of the bricks and mortar that made up the tower walls.

The golden dots seemed to hover on the first floor for a while, but soon they quickly climbed up to the second floor.

"How fast they are!" cried someone from the crowd. "They are excellent," Trish sighed, eyeing the golden light dots. "But unfortunately I don't have the luck to be their maid."

The crowd eagerly watched as the golden dots moved along the walls of the tower. That way, they could follow the movements of the warriors inside.

The first group of people were rated as 'Excellent'. They had been trained well, and they moved through the tower like a fish in water.

The glamorous woman watched the moving dots of golden light with a satisfied look on her face.

"The Flow Tower stopped working for two months. I'm pleased that this hasn't hindered anyone, as all the disciples have still made great progress," a person beside the glamorous woman said expressionlessly. "I wonder if anyone will reach the seventh floor."

"Damien reached the sixth floor last time. If he makes it to the seventh floor this time, he will be qualified to move," another person said excitedly.

Everyone hoped that someone would move into one of the independent courtyard houses. However, in the past year, no one in the Flow Sword Sect had gotten far enough to be qualified.

The golden dots darted aggressively along the wall of the Flow Tower. After a few seconds, around eight dots had jumped to the third floor. A voice chirped from the crowd, "Such incredible speed!"

Minutes later, ten dots stopped on the fifth floor.

"The fifth flo

"Well, you are a new disciple, so it's very likely that you won't make it even to the second floor." She smiled mischievously, pausing for a dramatic effect. "That means you'll be expelled from the Flow Sword Sect. Then, they will try to snatch your nine entry tokens."

The more entry tokens they obtained, the more times they could enter the Flow Tower. No one wanted to miss this opportunity!

"Oh, I see..."

Zen shrugged as he realized that these people were just waiting for him to fail.

Many more groups entered the Flow Tower, but the quality of the matches kept deteriorating.

However, not a single one was trapped on the first floor. Even the new disciples, who had joined the Flow Sword Sect at the same time as Zen, had made it to the second floor. No one was expelled from the Flow Sword Sect.

The disciples who had left the tower earlier threw dagger looks at no one in particular, as they were incredibly disappointed that no entry tokens were to be claimed. Everyone got up to prepare to leave.

At this time, the glamorous woman cleared her throat. "There is one last warrior who has yet to enter the Flow Tower."

Picking up the slip with Zen's name from the 'Poor' pot, she continued, "This disciple named Zen Luo has been rated as 'Poor' for consecutive two months. This rarely happens. Now, it's his turn to enter the Flow Tower."

Usually, ten disciples entered the Flow Tower at the same time as a group. But in this case, Zen was the last one left.

Hearing what the coquettish woman said, the disappointed disciples instantly cheered up. There was no way this warrior would make it past the first floor!