The legendary warrior

Hardly taking any time to rest, Ricky spent the night casting weapons. He was so eager to grasp the Light Apperception quickly, even if he could only learn just a little bit. It would greatly improve his chances of winning the Outer Competition.

As she promised, the next day Grace took Ricky to an extremely large and broad courtyard.

Upon arriving, a resounding beating sound was heard. It had a rhythmic beat, undoubtedly that of the law of the treasure book.

"There are two casting masters at Demi-spirit Level in the Snow Sect, who are the top talents in the whole area. One of them is the second Elder, and the other is the fifth, Elder Samuel, who owns this courtyard," Grace explained.

"The second Elder, who founded the Casting Faction of Snow Sect, has chosen a number of his disciples from the Faction."

"So, Master, have I offended the second Elder?" He asked cautiously.

He was startled to discover that the Casting Faction had been founded by a casting master at Demi-spirit Level, whose status was on par with the innate spirit.

"Relax, Ricky. The second Elder is so powerful that a warrior like you will not be taken seriously," Grace replied.

"Oh... I'm glad to hear that!" Ricky said, feeling relieved.

"The disciples of Elder Samuel are those he considers qualified for his standards. Otherwise, a warrior would never be accepted as his disciple, no matter how gifted he was at casting. Because of this, Elder Samuel has never had more than fifteen disciples," Grace added.

"Sounds like the fifth Elder has wonderful personality indeed," Ricky murmured.

"I really do hope that Elder Samuel finds you qualified. Otherwise, you would have to leave here even if I vouched for you. That would be a great loss for you."

"Haw-haw, Master, a charming disciple like me will surely make the cut!" Ricky was confident.

Ignoring his little joke, Grace sternly reminded him, "Make sure, after walking into the courtyard, that you won't be found to be able to cast."

"Yes, Master!"

…

and Ricky walked into

courtyard, there were a dozen huge grindstones, and beside each of which stood a large casting tripod. Eight or nine young men were busy with beating and casting. No one noticed Grace and Ricky.

all greeted Grace respectfully. It was obvious from their familiarity that Grace had been

rank and therefore earned more respect from other disciples, especially when

to learn the methods of casting, did you?" A disciple asked with a smile, sounding more curious than

Snow Sect had heard that Ricky was intending to learn

of a spiritual meridian was what had made the news

fast, while good news comes later!" Hearing this, Ricky immediately understood what was at stake and sighed

I actually came here today to observe your casting methods so that I can

disciples were

decide if you can observe here or not.

in seclusion?" Grace verified.

"Yes."

where is Bertha?" Grace

in her practice room," A disciple

respectful to Bertha when you meet her later." Suddenly, one of the young disciples came up to Ricky and whispered, "Maybe Bertha will allow you stay for

warning," Ricky said, wondering what he was

to a small room, which was Bertha's practice

voice at the entrance said, and out of the room emerged a woman

green dress, elegant appearance and noble air had made her the only focus of the snow mountains. She caught everyone's gaze, like

was no doubt that the

the moment Ricky saw her, he

he recognized her at once. She was the woman he had seen cultivating when he first came to the Snow Sect and strayed onto the snow-capped mountain.

mean when they say rivals cannot avoid each other? If it is fated to happen,