"You have made great progress in terms of the mind power in the past two hundred years, Austin.
But just so you know: you have actually comprehended only half of what I've imparted to you.
Even so, I must admit that you have a good foundation.
From here on out, you no longer need my guidance in your cultivation,"
Nasir informed Austin.
"As the successor of the reincarnation race, you are shouldering the heavy task of rebuilding the road of reincarnation and reviving the race.
On top of that, you have to face your enemies in the darkness race. Your journey is destined to be full of difficulties and dangers.
But as you know, I have more than three hundred puppets under my command, each one as powerful as a god of chaos. I insist you take one hundred of them.
That way, you won't have to fight alone."
Austin was floored at this generous offer.
"Sir, that is too much! I can't accept that! It'd be better if they remain here!"
Austin sputtered, completely taken aback.
Giving a hundred puppets to him was equivalent to
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ned to the middle-aged man.
"I shall take my leave now, sir."
Although the middle-aged man was but a servant of Nasir, Austin wouldn't dare treat him like an inferior.
This middle-aged man, too, had a powerful aura.
Austin could sense he was even more powerful than the puppets which were already as powerful as gods of chaos.
The middle-aged man gave a curt nod and reverentially handed Austin a Space Ring.
"Take this. These are the fruits of supreme enlightenment.
My master asked me to pick them for you. They are yours now."
Some fruits of supreme enlightenment were stored in the ring.
"Thank you, sir."
Austin took the Space Ring carefully and hid it somewhere safe.
Finally, he had what he came for.
The middle-aged man nodded and motioned to Austin.
"Then let me show you out."
Outside the palace, Cayden had long grown impatient. He had been anxiously waiting for Austin's return every day that passed.
"I wonder how Austin is doing now," he murmured to himself, not for the first time in a long while.