Milton Cheney nodded, "Let's go."
He had no particular attachment to this place.
After all, everyone here was fixated on becoming a Transcender.
Despite living here for two years, Milton didn't befriend anyone.
......
Time passed swiftly, eluding grasp when least expected.
In a blink, it had been ten years since Milton left Bitter Sea Island.
Ten years, vanished in an instant.
In the suburbs of the Capital City, within a detached villa.
Milton sat cross-legged in the villa's courtyard.
After a moment, the turbulent thoughts inside his brain came to a halt.
"Phew~"
Milton exhaled a breath of murky air.
With the continued development of his Brain Domain, he realized he had underestimated the Transcendent Path.
This Transcendent Path was beneficial even to him, a Level 4 Wizard in reality.
The development of the Brain Domain allowed him to sort out all his thoughts and emotions in an instant.
