Making Millions With The Eyes Of God

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Five days later…

Julian made his way to the villa where the sect leader resided.

His casts had been removed from both his hands and feet. Being an elite internal force martialist, he had cultivated his internal mana.to expedite his healing. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Thus, his injuries healed remarkably fast.

Once he was fully recovered, he wanted to immediately extend his gratitude to the leader.

Had it not been for Gilmore’s order to release him from the stone chamber in the cave that day, he’d probably still be locked away like a prisoner.

So, he felt indebted to the leader.

“Disciple Julian seeks an audience with Black Eagle Master!” Julian stood with his fists cupped in front of him, calling out respectfully from the courtyard in front of the villa.

Inside the villa, Gilmore was leisurely lying on a rosewood lounge chair, engrossed in a martial arts manual.

Over the past few days, he hadn’t looked at the Treasure Map.

Instead, he had skimmed through the martial arts manuals that Tristan had given him.

He’d gotten a cursory understanding of Star Gate’s swordplay, internal force cultivation methods, and vital point attack, learning some of their essence.

However, and it must be said, these manuals didn’t significantly benefit him, as his martial prowess had long surpassed their teachings.

Yet, for Gilmore, who had never been formally taught any martial arts manuals, these manuals provided a foundational understanding of martial moves, cultivation, and vital point knowledge.

Of course, these techniques were secondary.

In the face of absolute strength, even the most elegant and sophisticated moves were rendered useless.

Gilmore set the martial arts manual on the table and picked up a black mask, placing it over his face.

This mask was recently made for him by Phoenix.

It was designed for ease, both in wearing and removal.

Unlike the cumbersome face cloth, which looked unattractive when worn, the mask was much better.

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From the courtyard below, Julian pushed open the villa door and entered.

After closing the door behind him, he made his way to the second floor.

As he reached the hall on the upper level, he saw Gilmore, masked, lounging on a rosewood chair.

Immediately, Julian clasped his fists and saluted. “I’m Julian, please accept my highest respect

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Gilmore sat up, looking at Julian, and said, “No need for formalises, have a seat.”

He gestured to a chair in the hall.

Julian was somewhat taken aback, not expecting this new leader to be so approachable.

He had been recovering from his injuries for the past few days, so this was Julian’s first meeting with the new sect leader.

He’d heard from other martialists in the sect about how generously and untraditionally the new leader, Gilmore, acted.

Now, having met him personally, Julian felt an even deeper sense of warmth and appreciation.

This was quite a departure from the previous leader, Tristan, who always held himself above everyone else.

Julian, taking a seat, addressed Gilmore, “I had hoped to visit and thank you sooner for rescuing me from the stone chamber.

“But due to my lingering injuries, I could only come today. I apologize for the delay.”

Gilmore responded with a light–hearted laugh, “Apologize for what? A few days early or late, what does it matter?”

A look of surprise graced Julian’s face. He initially felt that Gilmore was approachable and devoid of any airs typical of a leader.

Now, it seemed to him that Gilmore wasn’t just devoid of airs but was as friendly and affable as a brother would be

Where could one find such an admirable leader?” Julian thought, brimming with excitement.

He quickly expressed to Gilmore, “Leader, you treat me with the warmth of family. I’m truly touched.”

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“You’re right,” Gilmore replied, Julian. Tm the leader of Star Gate, and you’re one of its esteemed martialists. Aren’t we all one big family in Star Gate?”

Julian snapped back to attention and quickly responded, “You’re right, master. We are family.”

Gilmore said, “That’s right.”

The reason Gilmore treated Julian with such warmth and kinship was because of Julian’s principled and upright nature.

When Tristan and his son tried to use Claire as leverage, demanding that Denton hand over the Treasure Map, Julian boldly spoke out in defense of Claire.

Gilmore appreciated having such a righteous person by his side.

Moreover, as far as Gilmore knew, Julian was among the elite internal force martialists in the Star Gate sect.

Besides the presbyters Phoenix, Steve, and Tiger, Julian’s abilities stood out exceptionally within the sect

With some grooming, Julian could be trained to manage the sect on Gilmore’s behalf, becoming his right–hand man.

“I came here mainly to thank you for saving me,” Julian began, ring from his seat with a slightly awkward demeanor. “I don’t have any other business, so I’ll take my leave now.”

Gilmore recognized Julian’s straightforward nature, realizing that he wasn’t one for prolonged small talk.

Perhaps it’s best to let him go. At least he won’t feel pressured to converse,” Gilmore thought.

Nodding, Gilmore said, “Alright, you may leave.”

Then, picking up a book titled Star Gate Inner Force Method, headdressed Julian, “From what I’ve observed, you are already an elite internal force martialist. You’re just a step away from becoming a top–tier martialist.

“This internal force cultivation manual should help you achieve that.

Julian looked at the martial arts manual in Gilmore’s hand, astonishment evident on his face.

“Isn’t this a secret cultivation manual reserved only for the leader? Julian thought, fear surging through him.

In a panic, he dropped to his knees, exclaiming. “This is a manual meant only for the leader. I wouldn’t dare to overreach. Please, master, take it back.”

Gilmore chuckled, saying. “Who said it’s only for the leader? Weren’t you aware that I’ve already bestowed coples upon Phoenix and Steve?”

Of course, Julian had heard about Phoenix and Steve receiving the manuals, and he had been very surprised at the time.

But both Phoenix and Steve were presbyters in the sect, while he was just a disciple.

Seeing Julian’s hesitation, Gilmore remarked, “I initially thought that once your martial skills reached a top–tier martialist’s. level, I could appoint you as my deputy leader, assisting me in managing the Star Gate’s affairs..

“Now it seems that you lack ambition. If you don’t want to enhance your skills, I won’t force you.”

Hearing this, Julian was even more taken aback.

Deputy leader?

“He’s giving me this manual in hopes that I can become a top–tier martialist and then take up the role of deputy leader?

“And even manage the Star Gate’s affairs?”

Julian thought, stunned by this unexpected turn of events.

Snapping back to reality, Julian quickly responded, “Leader, I am indeed ambitious. I promise to diligently practice using the manual you’ve entrusted to me and live up to your expectations.”

With that, he took the internal force cultivation manual from Gilmore’s hands and added, “Leader, I’ll take my leave now.”

Julian then turned and descended the stairs.

Watching Julian’s retreating figure, Gilmore couldn’t help but smile.

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“I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist a little push,” he thought.

After being challenged in that way, Julian truly accepted the martial arts manual.

This act solidified his role as another one of Gilmore’s trusted assistants within Star Gate.

Upon returning to his residence and sitting down, Julian looked at the internal force cultivation manual in his hands, his heart rippling with emotions.

He wasn’t someone who got emotional easily, and few things ever disturbed his calm demeanor.

But he had never anticipated such trust and value from Gilmore

This was something he had never experienced before.

In the past, the former leader, Tristan, had treated him as nothing more than a bodyguard, merely having him follow Sylas

around to ensure his safety

But Gilmore’s recognition and trust were unparalleled, moving him deeply in a way he had never felt before.

A silent vow formed in his heart. He would master the cultivation manual given by Gilmore and rise to become a top–tier martialist.

In the future, he would follow Gilmore loyally, going through all the difficulties for him, sparing no effort.

As these thoughts consumed him, Julian’s phone rang

Retrieving it, he saw that the caller ID read: “Cousin Helene.”

This piqued his curiosity. “Why would my cousin Helene from Vista Verde be calling me?” he wondered.

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