Since Wizard Calendar year 12737, my mentor, as a Sixth Ring Mage, single-handedly outshone all the Tier Seven beings, taking all the Tier Eight Law Treasures from the emergence of the Vortex Plane Sea's bottom, stunning the entire Crystal Domain.

When he first learned of this news through the civilization's information exchange list, he felt that as his mentor's first student, though inherently ordinary and destined never to become someone like his mentor, he still wanted to do something for the Wizard Alliance.

Then, he merely communicated vaguely with his grandfather and ambiguously put forward this request to Speaker Francis.

Speaker Francis assumed he made the decision after consulting with his mentor and grandfather, and directly initiated the Speaker Promotion Meeting in the Second World without disturbing the mentor, resulting in a unanimous approval.

Since then, he became a Speaker and received the task of managing the Plane Group from Speaker Francis, leading a group of immigrants to take over the Plane Group that Speaker Jerald had almost developed.

During this period, the mentor actually didn't know about it; otherwise, he felt that the mentor probably would not agree to him coming out.

"As long as this Plane Group produces more talents in the Space Faction and Potionology, the mentor shouldn't blame me... right?" Levan muttered with some guilt in his heart.

...

In the Second World, at the top-floor living room of the Space Wizard Tower.

Francis and Lor sat respectively at both ends of the long table in the center of the living room, covered with various dishes and fine wine.

"How's the Wizard Alliance lately? Has anyone broken through to the Seventh Ring?" Lor took a sip of wine, asking leisurely.

Every two to three hundred years, he would ask Francis for help in receiving the Root of Life, incidentally to understand the current situation of the Wizard Alliance, while also taking a break.

"Still preparing, no one has broken through to the Seventh Ring."

Francis shook his head, "Compared to you, if we fail to break through, it'll be the end of us, so we must prepare everything thoroughly."

"As for the Wizard Alliance, there's no difference from before, it's generally developing slowly, the development of the Plane Group is severely lacking manpower."

At the last part, he couldn't help but sigh.

In name, the Wizard Alliance owns 1,392,632 Plane Group territories, appearing like mountains of gold just waiting to be mined by them.

But due to insufficient manpower, they have so far developed less than a hundred Plane Groups in total, and as for transformation, that's even less mentioned.

"Take it slow." Lor chuckled: "It's all meat in the bowl, it won't fly away, eventually, they'll be developed."

"Hmm."

Francis nodded helplessly, then as if recalling something, a slight smile appeared on his face as well: "Speaking of which, your skills in teaching students are quite remarkable!"

"Not to mention Van, even Levan's side can barely keep up with the other Speakers in developing and guiding Plane Groups, which I didn't expect."

"Levan..." The smile on Lor's face faded a bit, rubbing his temples, feeling somewhat headachy.

That guy, instead of staying at the Wizard Plane Group, insisted on going out on adventures.

The Wizard Alliance is not without enemies, quite the opposite, there are still quite a few potential enemies.

For example, those powerful beings who survived the purges before, and the envy caused by his recent seizure of the Tier Eight Treasures.

Although on the surface, they said nothing, Lor would not believe they willingly let him take all the Tier Eight Treasures.

If someone sneaks over to Levan's side and Vincentia fails to provide timely support, once he's gone, he's really gone.

The most absurd part is that guy even wanted to keep it from him initially, little did he know, Francis had already informed him through the Second World just after he made the request.

If it weren't for the convenience of Vincentia's support due to the proximity of Jerald's developed Plane Group to the Wizard Plane Group, he would have stopped him long ago.

"He's already a Sixth Ring Mage, why do you still treat him like a child?" Francis commented, quite speechlessly at Lor's appearance.

He naturally understood Lor's thoughts.

But aside from Vincentia, all Speakers in the entire Wizard Alliance are only at the Sixth Ring, including Lor himself.

Though there might be a rather... um, a very large gap in combat power, they are indeed on the same life level.

Once reaching this point, the next step would be to break through to the Seventh Ring.

That's genuinely a do-or-die effort, if unsuccessful, it's death, how can one fight while constantly kept in a greenhouse?

"Forget it, let's not talk about him." Lor waved his hand, skipping the topic, turning to ask: "Recently, what progress has the Pharmaceutical Research Institute made on the Spiritual Power Upper Limit Breaking Potion?"

He originally didn't stop Francis's arrangement, tacitly agreeing to the situation, now obsessing over these details is meaningless.

"Progress is slow, the Fourth Ring Spiritual Power Upper Limit Breaking Potion's progress has stagnated at 1%, from the Third Ring downward to the apprentice level, all are stuck around 20%, seemingly at a bottleneck," Francis said.

"Still too few geniuses," Lor shook his head slightly.

"Compared to the past, it's already much better," Francis said with a smile.

"True." Lor relaxed.

At least the Fourth Ring Spiritual Power Upper Limit Breaking Potion has already achieved a breakthrough from 0 to 1%, and this is just the beginning of a few thousand years of exploration.

It is believed that as more and more talents emerge in the future, the research on the Spiritual Power Upper Limit Breaking Potion will speed up increasingly.

After understanding the current situation of the Wizard Alliance, the two discussed some control details over the exploration before Francis left, preparing to collect the Life Tree Root that Lor just purchased.

"Two thousand seven hundred and seventy years, six Life Tree Roots..."

Lor sipped his wine quietly while calculating the gains over the years in his heart, "Adding the previous ones, I now have a total of twelve Life Tree Roots."

"From now on, every five hundred years, players will be able to bring me 150,000 Origin Points."

"Every two thousand years, I can perform one six-trait fusion."

Thinking of this, a smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.

Six fusions require five hundred thousand and four thousand Origin Points, strictly speaking, in less than seventeen hundred years, he can gather the Origin Points for one six-trait fusion.

Before entering the Vortex Plane Sea, combined with the second Life Tree Root exchanged in the Arena, he could only receive fifty-five thousand Origin Points every five hundred years, not even enough for one five-trait fusion.

In less than three thousand years, he relied on the Vortex Plane Sea to achieve a transformative improvement.

"Well, now I've accumulated enough Origin Points for one six-trait fusion, let's do it once first." With a thought, Lor directly exited the Second World and opened the Sequence Panel.

[Sequence: 97,658,773

Permissions Unlocked: 1: Insight.

2: Trait Fusion.

Origin Points: 697,503

Six-Trial Trait Fusion requires 504,000 Origin Points...]

"Fuse Space Jumping Witchcraft Trait 1: Space Jump and Trait 2: Space Lock." Lor's gaze swept over the bottom of the Sequence Panel, decisively choosing to fuse Space Jumping Witchcraft Traits.

Now the most useful thing for his survival is the Space Unsealing Trait, so naturally, he would first fuse the Space Jumping Witchcraft.

[Origin Points: 697,503 → 193,503]

[Space Jumping Witchcraft Trait 1: Space Jump and Trait 2: Space Lock are fusing.]

[Fusion Successful.]

[Space Jumping Witchcraft can break limits.]

[Space Jumping Precision 151.68 → 158.22]

"Break Limits."

[Space Jumping Witchcraft (6.9 Ring) (Limit Break+0.6 Ring)]

[Space Jumping Precision 158.22 → 172.69]

[Seven-Trial Fusion requires 3,528,000 Origin Points.]

"The last fusion of Space Jumping Witchcraft requires 3,528,000 Origin Points..." Lor watched the new prompt appear, twitching his mouth.

Even calculating at 150,000 Origin Points every five hundred years, it would still take him twelve thousand years to complete a seven-trait fusion.

"Fortunately, this is not my limit." Lor gently exhaled, "With nearly six thousand years left until the end of the Vortex Plane Sea, calculating one Life Tree Root every six hundred years, after six thousand years, I will be able to receive 250,000 Origin Points every five hundred years, and thus be able to perform a seven-trait fusion once every seven thousand years."

Compared to the astronomical figures originally needed to fully fuse the traits, it is substantially less now.

The help that the Vortex Plane Sea has provided to him is indeed significant.