"Garen, what's got you so happy?"
Beirut, standing nearby, saw Garen's expression and couldn't help asking.
Only then did Garen remember that he was still chatting with two Sovereigns. Spacing out like that was probably a little rude.
But now that he had Willpower, he could get even more benefits out of old Beirut.
So he answered directly.
"Oh, it's nothing. I just had a sudden realization and made a little breakthrough."
"A little breakthrough?..."
"Garen, your talent really is..."
Beirut and Bluefire knew Garen was gifted, but they hadn't expected him to make breakthroughs as easily as eating or drinking. It was far too simple for him.
Garen continued.
"I suddenly feel as if I can control everything around me—the surrounding space and the world itself."
"What did you say?"
Beirut and Bluefire sprang to their feet, staring at Garen.
"Control? You mean you can control space and the world?"
Beirut and Bluefire exchanged a glance. Their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
"Willpower—you've actually advanced straight to Paragon?"
When Garen had mentioned a little breakthrough, Beirut had assumed he'd simply gained some insight. Who could have guessed he would advance to Paragon just like that?
Even the two Sovereigns, whose Soul Power was formidable, lost the ability to think for a moment.
After a long while, Beirut finally laughed.
"Wasn't the plan to do it within five hundred years? You just said you'd make a breakthrough to Paragon, and then you did. Is that any way to behave? Did you ever think about how us old-timers, who've cultivated for millions of years, would feel?"
"Haha..."
Bluefire burst out laughing too.
"By the way, Garen, which element did you make your breakthrough in?"
Bluefire asked curiously.
"Wind."
Garen made something up.
"Oh, Wind Grand Perfection? I'd certainly like