A few hours later, Schetter left.
Glaite and Eugene looked at Dole, their hearts filled with inexplicable feelings.
Before a level-nine powerhouse, the two of them barely dared to breathe, yet Dole, who was two years younger than them, could already suppress the entire situation. The other side even seemed somewhat afraid of Dole. How could the gap between people be so vast?
The two exchanged a glance, their hearts now brimming with a thirst for power.
After seeing Schetter off, Dole turned back to the two of them and smiled. "Do you want to advance quickly?"
Glaite and Eugene nearly rose to their feet at the same time. "We do."
Dole waved a hand. "Come with me. It's time to level you two up. You've saved enough money, hehe."
The corners of their mouths immediately twitched.
Dole had set his sights on their wallets. Still, it was true—over the past year or so, they had become filthy rich, to the point that they no longer knew how to spend their money.
Neither of them lacked a Wizard Tower. Dole's tower practically counted as a gift to them; the two shared one Wizard Tower, and it was still somewhat spacious. If this thing did not require work, they would have wanted to bring their families in to live there.
What a pity.
Dole walked out of the living room, and the two followed closely behind. Eugene spoke up at that moment. "Dole, is there really a shortcut in cultivation?"
Dole turned to glance at them. "Others can't take one, but once the time is ripe, you can with me. You two have only just entered level six, but your foundations are solid. It's fine to take a slight peek at the path to level seven. If you want to advance