Wizard Calendar, year 1820, May 8th.

Lor Wizard Tower, 96th floor, inside a study.

Levan held a quill pen, writing the final rune on the parchment covered with densely packed runes.

"Finally, I've solved the seventh problem." Levan sighed, "I don't know if my answer is correct. If it's not, there's nothing more I can do about it."

He had been wrestling with the seventh Fire Elemental Analysis Problem for over a thousand years, and any further mistake would indicate he had reached his limit, with no possibility of progressing further.

Levan put down the pen, stored the parchment back in the Space Ring, and then stood up to walk out of the study.

His grandfather was still suppressing the fifth-tier Saint Asia Tree in the Forest Plane, and couldn't be contacted directly from the Wizard Plane, so he would need to use the Cross-plane Teleportation Array to go there.

...

Ten minutes later.

At the boundary between the western and central regions of the Forest Plane, within the Divine Realm Spatial Layer.

A fireball with a diameter of about ten meters was swiftly moving toward the Fire Element Domain that covered an area of tens of thousands of miles, arriving at the domain's edge in an instant.

"Your Highness Levan, we have arrived." Inside the fireball, a middle-aged wizard in a red Legislator Wizard Robe dispersed the Fire Element Barrier and said to Levan beside him.

"Councilor Zara, thank you for your assistance." Levan bowed to the middle-aged wizard.

"Your Highness Levan, you're too kind." Zara waved his hand repeatedly, pointing toward the small opening in the Fire Element Domain he had just made, and smiled, "You should head in now; Speaker Yasen is waiting for you."

Facing Levan, he dared not assume the airs of a legislator, considering the two speakers standing behind this man.

"Alright." Levan nodded and turned to fly into the Fire Element Domain.

"Huff huff— Aaaah—"

Upon entering the domain, he heard waves of anguished howls.

Looking in the direction of the howling, he saw a towering tree over a hundred meters tall, its entire body engulfed in roaring flames.

"Grandfather, has it still not chosen to submit?" Levan asked in surprise, looking at the Fire Elemental Giant at the domain's center.

It had been over four hundred years since his grandfather suppressed this Saint Asia Tree, yet it still held out, which was quite unexpected.

Even the strongest willpower should have limits, right?

"No, it has expressed its submission to me over a hundred times before." Yasen shook his head, "But I don't trust it, so we have to wait for Domenico to achieve a breakthrough in the Soul Contract aspect."

Currently, the Wizard Alliance had no definitive means of controlling a fifth-tier life form. Releasing one with malicious intent could cause massive destruction in the Forest Plane in a short time, resulting in countless deaths among mortals and low-tier wizards.

Yasen didn't want to open up such a can of worms, so he was content to wait it out.

"I see." Levan realized.

Yasen didn't dwell on this topic and instead asked with concern, "What progress have you made on the Fire Elemental Analysis Problem? You don't have much time left."

Levan was born seven years before the Wizard Calendar, making him now 1827 years old.

In another 173 years, he would reach the end of his lifespan.

Therefore, Yasen's main concern was Levan's progress on the analysis problems.

"I came to see you today for this very reason." Levan retrieved the completed answer sheet from his Space Ring, unfolded it, and said, "I've solved the seventh problem. Please take a look."

Yasen scanned the answer sheet, and after carefully reviewing Levan's solution to the seventh problem, a satisfied smile appeared on the giant face made of Fire Element: "Very good, your answer is correct."

"By the way, did you bring the Breakthrough Dew?"

Solving the seventh problem, along with the tempering over the years, meant Levan had at least a seventy percent chance of breaking through to the Fourth Ring, which was already a considerably high probability.

As for the eighth problem, from a realistic viewpoint, it was evidently not feasible.

He wanted Levan to make his breakthrough under his watchful eye, provided Levan had brought the Breakthrough Dew in case of any failure during the breakthrough process to mitigate the consequences.

After all, a seventy percent chance was still just seventy percent, and there was a possibility of failure.

According to Lor, if one fails in breaking through to the Fourth Ring and immediately consumes the Breakthrough Dew, it could help somewhat in making the Origin Container more intact, thereby extending life further.

Moreover, the most crucial point was that if Levan indeed failed the breakthrough, Yasen intended to see if he could use a Marvel to help repair Levan's Origin Container after consuming the Breakthrough Dew.

Who knows, it might actually work.

"I brought it." Levan nodded, asking, "Do you want me to make the breakthrough here?"

"Yes," Yasen affirmed, "You likely won't be able to solve the eighth problem, so make your breakthrough to the Fourth Ring here."

"Understood, grandfather." Levan took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and immersed his Spiritual Power into his Sea of Consciousness, surveying it carefully before decisively initiating his Core Witchcraft to begin constructing the Origin Container.

Here with Yasen, he had no worries about any unexpected incidents happening, just as it was in the Lor Wizard Tower.

One month...

Three months...

In the blink of an eye, five months quietly passed.

In Levan's Sea of Consciousness, a red Origin Container resembling a flame quietly formed.

At the moment the Origin Container took shape, a peculiar aura emanated from within him.

Perceiving this aura, Yasen's lips curled into a gratified smile.

Fortunately, no unexpected incidents occurred, and Levan successfully completed the most challenging step of breaking through to the Fourth Ring.

From here on, constructing the Elemental True Body would merely be a matter of time, not difficult at all.

...

Wizard Calendar, year 1830, January 1st.

Top floor of the Lor Wizard Tower, inside a study.

Following his usual routine, Lor paused the deduction of the intersection of Space Disruption Witchcraft and the Great Dissolving Technique, took out the Continent Communication Device, and was about to peruse the major events of the past decade when a communication request came through right on time.

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