"Mentor, after all these years, your acting is still as terrible as ever."

Lor quipped with a smile, then retrieved a bottle of Breakthrough Dew from his Space Ring and handed it to Agular, advising, "This is the Breakthrough Dew that can forcefully propel you to the Fourth Ring. I've already explained the side effects to you in detail."

"You still have seventy-five years now. It's best to use this time to try and improve your Witchcraft Model. If you can break through on your own, it would obviously be better."

"Even if you force a breakthrough once, there won't be worse consequences if it doesn't succeed."

Agular's Witchcraft Model only has a minor flaw. Perhaps with some tinkering, it might actually work?

Anyway, with the Breakthrough Dew as a fallback, failure isn't a concern. If it succeeds, it would be a huge gain.

"Alright, I'll give it a try." Agular didn't mind Lor's teasing, and he took the potion with a serious nod.

"Alright then, I won't delay you any further." Lor's smile deepened, "Once you break through to the Fourth Ring, we can catch up properly."

Now that Agular's time is extremely limited, Lor didn't want to disturb him any further and left with these words.

"My student is truly remarkable." Agular watched Lor leave, looking down at the potion emitting a dark aura in his hand, and smiled warmly.

In his life, he was supposed to stop a thousand... no, to be accurate, thirteen hundred years ago.

Achieving the Third Ring alone was a hurdle he could hardly overcome in his lifetime.

But since taking on Lor as a student, just one conjecture opened a new door for him.

And now, he has even forged a ladder leading to the Fourth Ring.

"Lor has done all he can to help me." Agular mused, "I need to try harder and see if I can break through to the Fourth Ring by myself. Only then can I witness Lor reaching even higher and further."

Using the Breakthrough Dew for the breakthrough, as Lor mentioned, he would only have ten thousand years of life.

While breaking through on his own would grant him thirty to fifty thousand years of life.

He doesn't expect to go much further afterward; he just wants to witness his pride, Lor, going a bit further.

...

In the top-floor study of the Lor Wizard Tower.

Lor pulled out a chair and sat behind the desk. He took out the Continent Communication Device and sent a message to Kateya, Levan, and others, detailing the matters regarding the Breakthrough Dew.

According to the current situation, by the Wizard Calendar year 2000, they would definitely gather at least five drops, if not six.

He doesn't believe his students could be so unlucky as to not manage even a single autonomous breakthrough to the Fourth Ring.

If just one autonomously breaks through, the remaining five will have a backup plan, so there's no need to hide this news any longer.

Within less than three seconds of sending the message, he received a communication request from Kateya.

Lor smiled slightly and connected the call, and a light screen appeared in front of him.

On the screen, Kateya bowed excitedly and said, "Thank you, Lord Lor."

She never imagined that her Speaker had such an incredible means to force her to the Fourth Ring.

Such a scenario she hadn't even dreamed of, yet it appeared right before her eyes.

She never doubted Lor's words. If Lor said it could be done, it definitely could be done; there was no doubt about it.

Therefore, the moment she saw the message, she believed it, no matter how absurd it seemed.

"Construct your Witchcraft Model well."

Lor said with a smile, "If possible, I don't want you to rely on the Breakthrough Dew given its significant side effects."

"Your goal is to become someone like Amy, who achieved the Fourth Ring on her own."

"Although she practices the Thunder Element tradition of Speaker Theo, which is somewhat simpler than paving your own way, as my assistant, you should aim to be even more outstanding."

Kateya once estimated a ten percent chance of self-breaking to the Fourth Ring, which is not small.

He thought a bit of encouragement might really do the trick.

"Yes, Lord Lor, I will do my best." Kateya nodded earnestly.

"Alright, let's leave it at that." Lor waved his hand and ended the call.

Subsequently, communication requests from Levan and others came in one by one, and he connected each, providing encouragement to all before stopping.

"It's six years until the Grand Council. These years shouldn't be wasted; I'll continue to build the Domain." Lor put the Continent Communication Device back into the Space Ring, gently exhaled, and sank his Spiritual Power into the Sea of Consciousness, continuing to perfect the Space Domain around the Origin Container.

At present, the Space Domain was more than halfway constructed. If perfection wasn't pursued, he could break through to the Fifth Ring within a century, which was almost within reach.

"Then I'll break through to the Fifth Ring within a century." Lor made up his mind, expanding his Spiritual Power to condense Space Rune structures to fill the gaps in the Domain.

After all, after breaking through to the Fifth Ring, he could still perfect the Domain; he didn't plan to linger at the Fourth Ring any longer.

...

In the Eastern Milton Continent, on the top floor of the Domenico Wizard Tower.

"The era of the planes is about to begin. Communication will be a big problem. Perhaps I should indeed try to come up with a Translator?" Just returning from Francis City, Domenico paced between the Magic Artifact Laboratory and his study.

In his view, this was just a minor issue. At worst, these future plane-conquering Wizards could always carry a First Ring Soul Mage as a translator.

But Lor once mentioned in casual conversation that translators were needed not only in warfare but also in daily management and communication.

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