Vera agreed with Charlie—the ring itself could teleport an owner it acknowledged, and that already made it one of the best forms of transportation there was. In fact, those ancient cultivators who reigned before the Degenerate Age of Dharma didn't even need a fixed point portal to teleport from one place to another—they could have just gone to any place they liked with the ring.And yet, for some reason, the teleportation function of the ring could only be triggered when it's life-or-death situations…However, even as Charlie was left utterly confused, Vera was racking her brains and then suggested an idea, "Perhaps the ring does have a teleportation function, but you had yet to trigger it?"Charlie was left taken aback for three seconds, and cringed as he admitted solemnly, "Well, that makes sense…"He trailed off, when it came to his mind and he quickly asked, "In that case, why make those nine portals across the world?"Vera smiled as she explained her idea. "Let's consider t

As a rule, the void ring required physical contact with the object for a deposit into the inside of the void pocket. That was not necessary when making a withdrawal—Charlie just had to imagine where he wanted the object placed, and it would be placed there.Charlie hence focused his concentration on the thousands of slabs of marble, imagining in his mind where he wanted them.And in an instant, they materialized out on the floor of the plaza. The weight-length ratio of each slab was one to seven, and it thus formed a square when seven were placed adjacent to each other. While Charlie arranged them into a bigger square with an empty center, he stacked up to seven layers of slabs. Once the first layer was done, he lay the second layer horizontally so each layer intersected at a 90 degree angle, ensuring balance instead of directly stacking them over each other.Soon, as more marble slabs flew out of the void pocket into a wall around him, Charlie took Vera's hand and leaped to the

To move the kombuc tree, Charlie took the soil from his ring and placed it into the center of the marble slabs. When the soil pile was less than six feet from the top, he took the kombuc tree out of the void pocket, gently placing it at the center of the soil. As the kombuc tree roots were brought together with the rest of the tree, Charlie completely covered the roots with more soil. Once he did, he was surprised to see the already lush tree canopy rapidly expanding, with almost twice the number of tender green buds. With the emergence of numerous buds, the trunk and branches of the entire tree visibly thickened instantly, as if it were growing rapidly like a child in puberty. Charlie realized this might be the kombuc tree's own cultivation level. It had grown step by step from a tea tree to reach the Trial of Transcendence, likely transcending painstakingly across different realms. Vera watched in amazement at the fresh buds, murmuring, "This is really the right place for it—

While Charlie celebrated Nanako's enlightenment with delight, he could only feel dismay at Vera's inability to attain enlightenment.Someone up there decided to bless Vera with the perfect face, five hundred years of life, the sharpest of wit, and unmatched determination.If anything, such gifts made her appear to be the gods' favorite, but that only made Charlie feel they were unfair to her all the more.After all, she could have grown beyond perfection.If she couldn't attain enlightenment and Charlie himself couldn't make an Infinite Pill in the next hundred years, then Vera's lifespan would be exhausted.Still, Charlie's opinion was that she should live another five hundred, perhaps fifteen hundred years.Unlike Fleur or Marcius, who spent every day seeking immortality, Vera never wasted a single day in her four hundred years—leading a vibrant existence even when she was running for her life.And in Charlie's eyes, a woman like her deserved immortality the most, and it was d

Even for Charlie and Vera, staying in Antarctica was a bore—even inside this vast and magnificent subterranean city, when there was nothing and no one else around.Fortunately, Charlie wasn't a cultivation fanatic—any other cultivator finding such a place swelling with Reiki, would have devoted every second to cultivation without a moment's delay.And since Vera had expressed a desire to visit America, Charlie naturally indulged her, and they took the portal straight to the fifth floor of the plaza pagoda.Charlie, holding Vera's hand, stepped to the west side portal of the Eight Trigrams. With a thought, when their vision returned, they were already in Sierra Nevada.Emerging from a hidden cave, they found themselves in a valley near Mount Whitney, the highest peak in the United States, surrounded by national parks on both the east and the west.It was dawn in California, with first light emerging from the eastern sky, bathing Whitney Peak in a golden glow. Still, it wasn't that