Apotheosis

With casual steps, Milo approached Zen with a faint smile.

He presented himself as calmly as possible with all his emotions in check.

"Nice to meet you again," he said, leaning forward with a smirk.

Zen glanced at him with a sharp gaze. "You still haven't compensated for my sword. You owe me eight million divine crystals."

"Can't you let it go? I haven't sold any Sword-reading Liquid in the past few months. So you could earn lots of divine crystals," Milo said with his shoulders held back.

Zen looked Milo directly in the eye and shrugged. "I relied on my own ability to earn them, not you."

In the past, Milo had warned Zen. But when he returned to the Flow Sword Sect, someone also warned him.

Only a handful of people from the palace were capable of making the Sword-reading Liquid. However, only Milo was given the privilege of selling there.

Because of this opportunity, Milo had the chance to accumulate unbelievable amounts of divine crystals. But perhaps, it was now time for him to pass this privilege down to Zen, who had proven himself worthy of it.

"I can give you millions of divine crystals," Milo continued with arched eyebrows. "But you will have to defeat me first. How long do you think that will take?" Milo raised his eyebrows slightly, provoking Zen clearly.

None of the disciples of Flow Sword Sect could compete with Milo.

In his many years residing in the Flow Sword Sect, no disciple came close to even being able to threaten him. They were worlds apart in strength. In fact, there were only two or three disciples of the same generation as him in the whole Oneness Sky Palace who had talents on par with his.

And now, the count had increased by one more...

"I'm in no such hurry, but I don't think it will take long." Zen tilted his head and raised his eyebrows.

After hearing what Zen said, Milo nodded his head and scoffed. "I'll wait for it, but I hope it won't... take forever."

Then he reached for Kate's hand and casually walked away.

"Did you hear that? This guy called Zen seems to be in conflict with Milo?"

"This is not the point. The point is that he can make Sword-reading Liquid!"

"It turns out that he is a talent of Instant Enlightenment. No wonder... Talented people are extraordinary wherever they are!"

The news from Milo came as more of a sho

d isolation to cultivate in peace.

A True God could build such a house in four to six hours in any scenic place they wished, but of course not at the top of Oneness Mountain.

After exploring the courtyard house for a bit, Trish and Carrie followed close behind Zen.

Since they had moved into a separate courtyard house and their wages had tripled, they were very grateful to Zen.

For ordinary people, the reward of divine crystals was considerable enough.

However, these women had other plans to show how grateful they were.

Since Zen now understood the mechanism of Flow Tower and the importance of "releasing his emotions," he couldn't squirm his way out of this if he wanted to master the Flow Strike.

Naturally, having the company of such a talented man, young women like Trish and Carrie inevitably admired him.

Just as they began to fantasize about him, Zen suddenly asked, "Now that I'm living alone in this courtyard house, can I bring my wives here?"

Letitia, Margaret, and the others had been staying in his inner world for a long time. It was time for them to come out and breathe a little fresh air.

"What? Your wives?"

Trish and Carrie looked at each other with a confused expression. Trish answered, "The courtyard house is allocated to you by Flow Sword Sect. The sect won't interfere, but... You have been married?"

For them, Zen was quite young. They had never expected him to have been married. The news came as a shock to them.

"Yes, of course. If so, I'll invite them out," Zen said as he looked around.