It would be impossible for Wilbur to advance to the upper dimension to cultivate by then. Augheimer always considered Wilbur a friend, and his actions were solely to ensure Wilbur could enjoy the treatment of a powerful cultivator in Tevinter
Town.
The cultivation difficulty in the middle dimension was far beyond the lower dimension, after all. The upper dimension would be ten times harder.
Augheimer believed that one should know their limits. They went through multiple crises in the middle dimension and escaped death more than once. They finally got their status and identities through their hard work in the end.
He felt like if they were to suddenly give up everything they had to seek opportunities for cultivation in the upper dimension, it would undoubtedly be a life- risking gamble. Such a decision was something Augheimer had only made once, which was when he came to the middle dimension. He was no longer willing to take that kind of risk for a second time.
Augheimer looked up to the upper dimension once too. He wished to advance to the upper dimension. However, heter found out that nine out of ten cultivators who went to the upper dimension would die within a few years, so he instantly gave up.
No one was willing to die, after all, unless they were cultivators who were out of their minds. Only one out of ten cultivators could survive. Each of those ten cultivators possessed a hundred thousand years'' worth of cultivation.
A hundred thousand years'' worth of cultivation was outstanding. Cultivators who worked so hard would eventually be killed in the upper dimension, and no one would care about their efforts. Their lives were in danger as soon as they
encountered an enemy.
Augheimer was unwilling to live like that anymore. He also did not want Wilbur to take the risk again, so he seized the opportunity to involve Wilbur in his n. He felt like one had to know oneself, regardless of whether he was an ordinary person or a cultivator.
Augheimer believed that Wilbur was not a very talented cultivator. On the contrary, he felt like Wilbur was only a lucky cultivator. However, no cultivator could be lucky forever. Therefore, he had to stop Wilbur from advancing to the upper dimension.
Three days had passed in the blink of an eye. The ruler''s residence suddenly shut the gates, and all the guards were in an rmed state. Half an hourter, someone walked out from a teleportation array.
Ramont had been waiting at the side, he immediately smiled and weed him. He said, "Mister Ad, I''ve been waiting for you. Wee."
Ad nced at Ramont with contempt in his eyes, but he acted calm and said, "Let''s go, Ramont. You''re the ruler now, and since you''re the host, you should lead the way."
"Yes, yes, of course. This way, please, Mister Ad."
Ramont led the way with a smile on his way the whole way through. He brought Ad to the courtyard, then they sat at a small pavilion. The table was set up with delicacies at that moment.
"Look, Mister Ad, these are your favorite delicacies," said Ramont.
Ad nced through the table and said, "I''m very happy with these, Lord Ramont, but something is missing. Didn''t you say you were going to treat me to a lotus dessert? A dessert made from Calf Mountain lotus must be delicious, right?"
"Yes, of course. Serve the lotus dessert!" ordered Ramont.
"Yes, sir." The servant served the lotus dessert and ced it on the table.
Ramont stood to open the lid himself and said, "Please have a look, Mister Ad." "Yeah, this is indeed the lotus dessert. I have to taste it properly."
Ad picked up the spoon and served himself a bowl of lotus dessert. He turned to look at Ramont, and he threw the spoon in a displeased manner. Then, he started to dig in.
He wiped the juice from his mouth after he was done. He said with dissatisfaction, "Alright, Ramont. You showed me your sincerity. Tell me, when you invited me, what do you need help with?"
Ramont, who was putting on a smile, abruptly stopped smiling. He said with a stern face, "There''s only one thing I''m asking for, Mister Ad."