"Alright, there’s no need to be so cautious when speaking."
Lady Allen raised her teacup and took a light sip:
"I am merely fulfilling the duty of a guide, but the true path is one you must tread on your own."
Her gaze became deep and distant, as if seeing a horizon visible only to her:
"Every true wizard needs to find their own path. Whether it’s the traditional path or the Path of Truth, the ultimate goal is to transcend the mundane and touch true knowledge."
"I believe, with your talent and perseverance, you can forge a path of your own."
Ron was silent for a moment, then raised his head:
"Then, in terms of astrology and timing, is there anything in particular I should watch out for?"
"Indeed, there is." Lady Allen nodded, her expression turning serious:
"A breakthrough in the Meditation Technique is not something that can be attempted at any time, especially the Path of Truth, which requires a specific astrological alignment."
She waved her hand gently in the air, and a star map appeared out of thin air, composed of countless points of light, slowly rotating:
"According to the Astrological Calendar, there are three ’Star Ring Convergences’ each year, which happen every four months, marking peaks of magic power. During these times, not only does the concentration of magic power reach its peak, but the channels connecting higher beings also slightly open."
On the star map, several specific points suddenly lit up, forming a peculiar ring structure.
"The last convergence was over half a month ago, and the next one will be three months later—exactly ninety-seven days from now at midnight.
At that moment, the ’Hermit Star’ will align with the ’Oblivion Star Cluster’, creating a unique configuration, making it the best time to attempt the Path of Truth."
As Ron listened, he mentally calculated the time, a gleam of calculation in his eyes.
Three months... With his current cultivation speed, plus the boost from the "Star Eater’s Ravings", along with the high-efficiency meditation after the Time Guardian Pocket Watch clears the pollution... there should be enough time.
And if everything goes smoothly, he could complete the "Demon Hunter" class change before then, gaining some extra Spirit Attribute bonuses.
This value might not be much, but it is an essential key support for reaching the 4.9 Critical Point.
Currently, he’s a little over 4.5, still quite a bit away from the Critical Point.
The improvement of the Meditation Technique slows down as it progresses, and the attribute bonuses from the Demon Hunter class change are undoubtedly the most reliable way to enhance it.
"The timing should suffice."
He nodded slightly, his face calm and composed, yet his mind already calculating the specifics of his subsequent actions.
The pink-haired witch gave him a meaningful glance, a trace of understanding flashing in her deep green eyes:
"I don’t know what special methods you have, but every shortcut has its limits and costs. I hope you fully understand what you’re doing."
"And there’s one more thing I must warn you about."
Her voice suddenly turned solemn and icy, like frost scratching across glass:
"Once you enter the advancement environment of the Path of Truth, all the challenges you face are real."
"What do you mean?" Ron frowned slightly.
"Just as it sounds," Lady Allen said with eyes as sharp as daggers:
"If you die in that spiritual environment, your physical body will also be destroyed. This is not an ordinary spiritual test nor an illusion realm in meditation; it’s a battle with a real higher being."
Her voice was low, but each word was as heavy as a hammer:
"Countless geniuses have underestimated this and remained forever at the threshold of advancement. Higher beings do not spare the failures, they only absorb them as an energy supplement, leaving not a shred of soul behind."
Ron did not immediately respond, his features as calm as still water.
Lady Allen’s warning was not mere alarmism.
The Path of Truth is dangerous precisely because the cost of failure is too heavy—not just simple death, but the complete annihilation of existence.
"I will be extremely cautious." He finally said, his tone a mix of certainty and caution: "If I detect anything amiss, I will immediately stop the attempt."
Lady Allen shook her head, seemingly not fully satisfied with his response, but she said nothing more.
She knew that this choice ultimately had to be made by Ron himself.
Outside the door came soft footsteps, and Lilia gently knocked on the door:
"Madam, the nightglow grass in the backyard has been pruned, can I... come in?"
The girl’s voice was full of careful probing, afraid to disturb the conversation inside.
Lady Allen glanced at Ron, seeing him nod slightly, she replied:
"Come in, little girl. We’ve finished discussing the important matters."
Lilia pushed open the door, her gaze wandering between Ron and Lady Allen, her hands nervously twisted together.
Her eyes finally rested on Lady Allen, clearly still not quite used to that youthful and beautiful face.
Lady Allen looked at her, a subtle glint flashed in her eyes: "Speaking of which, I have a question for you."
She turned to Ron: "Have you considered this little girl’s placement?"
The sudden question caught Ron slightly off guard; he had indeed been pondering this issue, but he didn’t expect Lady Allen to bring it up directly.
"I plan to go to the Crystal Tower."
He said frankly, without concealment or need for concealment: "With Lilia’s current abilities, I’m afraid she might struggle to adapt to the environment and pace there."
Upon hearing this, Lilia’s face turned pale instantly.
But she quickly controlled her expression, merely lowering her head, standing silently.
Such a subtle reaction certainly did not escape the eyes of the two present.