The things Charles had obtained floated before him.
Most of them were very basic materials.
Yet every one of them carried a peculiar aura.
The Book of Causal Paths within him wrote: "These materials all possess faint power of causality. If these powers can be gathered and thoroughly studied, they may prove somewhat useful."
Charles asked inwardly, "Could they be as powerful as those fruit pit fragments?"
The Book of Causal Paths flipped a page. Even through the words alone, Charles could sense its disdain:
"Heh... even if all this power of causality were gathered together, it would not compare to the tiniest scrap of those fragments!"
"However, there is a gap between your strength and that Wizard Sage's. You cannot make use of these powers, but he may be able to through research."
Webster inspected the things Charles had brought back.
Perhaps because Charles's soul was unusual, he had brought back more items than any of the other wizards.
They included the first stone, a small piece of amber, a little pile of ashes, a clump of condensed Causal Pathwalker blood, and so on.
After examining these things, Webster said to Charles approvingly, "Charles, your luck is quite good. These are all things I need."
Charles hurriedly bowed. "It is my honor to be of help to the Sage!"
Webster nodded slightly and smiled. "Once we return, I will give you corresponding rewards. I will not let you work for nothing."
Charles was delighted. The matter of his tuition had already been resolved, and now there would be a reward as well. This was wonderful.
But the danger lurking in this plane still remained. If Bansler was destroyed, although Charles had already fled so far away, he had no idea whether he would be affected.
If he could leave