The legendary warrior

"Emissaries, I am Avery. Please listen to what I have to say." Avery respectfully bowed at the two emissaries before him as he glanced at Ricky with a harsh and killing intent.

"I'd be delighted to hear you." The charming woman said after studying Avery for a short while. She seemed interested at the rift between Ricky and the Nan Clan. With a smile, she waved her hand indicating for Avery to speak. Avery was elated and his face softened at the acknowledgement of the emissary.

"Bitch!" The woman in black clothes snorted. She glanced at the charming woman and gave her a hard look.

The charming woman simply shrugged her off and returned her glance dismissively.

Avery could feel his heart pound against his chest in anticipation. He could feel beads of sweat drip on his forehead. He realized that not only did he fail to capture the interest of the charming woman, but he also fell into the land of illusion and almost lost his mind. Although it was just a few seconds, what could have happened really scared Avery. 'She's like a spider, spinning her web and waiting for the prey, ' Avery thought.

Collecting all his courage, he finally said, "Emissaries, Ricky is a traitor to Nan Clan. Such a traitor cannot be recommended by the Elder of Snow Sect. This token must have been obtained through improper means.

Also, Ricky had no spiritual meridian. He was a waste because he could not cultivate at all. If someone like him becomes a disciple of the Snow Sect, he will only destroy your noble reputation"

Hearing Avery speaking ill of him, Ricky was absolutely livid.

"No spiritual meridian?" "That's a lie!" Ricky interjected. The emissary in black became interested in the scene unfolding before her. She stepped towards Ricky and gently put her palm above his head, milky-white icy spiritual energy surrounding her fair hand.

"Sure enough, there is no spiritual meridian!" She announced after studying him for a while.

Whispers and murmurs could be instantly heard from everyone. Everyone despised Ricky and they believed it would be impossible for Snow Sect to recognize a waste without spiritual meridian as their disciple.

Hearing the woman in black clothes said he had no spiritual meridian, Ricky also started to doubt himself. He had undoubtedly regained his spiritual meridian. Why was the emissary unable to check it out?

'Have I regained some magical spiritual meridian that could not even be detected by the warriors of Bone Reinforcement?' Ricky thought to himself.

the Snow Sect would accept him as a disciple. As the Nan clan said, he would never be

some careful thought "I can't feel his spiritual meridian. But why is he able to reach the third grade of Skin Refinement without a spiritual meridian? And why the other meridians of his

emissary, all the warriors were shocked except for the people in Nan Clan.

a waste without

this commotion, the charming

of great will!" The woman in black agreed, "If so, he is

decision and said, "There is a token of the Elder in his hand, which means that he can become a disciple of Snow Sect. Whether he obtained the token through

Snow Sect" Ricky said as he

in black clothes approved of him but whatever the reason behind, he was eternally grateful as she really had saved his

Clan was upset with the verdict of the emissary. Although they did not show it, they were also upset with the woman in black clothes for she was the one responsible for

Avery, challenge you!" Avery cried

all wanted to know how a waste who had cultivated to the third grade of Skin Refinement without a spiritual meridian

positions and did not stop Avery from challenging Ricky. They

me once before. Didn't you eat enough soil the last time? Or maybe you just miss the smell of dust that's why you're asking

hand, he would be delighted to defeat Avery once again before becoming a formal disciple of the Snow Sect. This was the perfect opportunity to show

The surrounding warriors were surprised.

Avery angrier. These warriors thought so little of him. He felt the anger burn up inside of him and his intent to kill

a waste. I can knock you down before you can even

intimidated. The more he let the chink in his armor show, the more

that I defeated you, because

traitor, I will beat

his fist by clasping five fingers while carrying the sound of the tiger's whistle. He

it was before. Its power exceeded its previous strength and it even