The legendary warrior

"It seems that our chief is quite interested in Edgar's spiritual meridian with dual powers!" some disciples said in a hushed voice.

"Exactly! The spiritual meridian with dual attributes is supposed to be scarcer than the spiritual meridian that can help practice the manuals. As long as Edgar's spiritual meridian is not too weak, he stands a good chance of becoming an innate spirit in the future!"

Apparently, they also had figured out part of the reasons why their sect chief Zenith invited Edgar to be his disciple.

"It's just a great pity that Ricky didn't get the same chance. His spiritual meridian is not only dual-attributed, but also has capabilities for practicing the manuals. Yet, its biggest flaw is that it's incomplete. Due to this irreparable defect, his future achievements will always be limited. Without such a defect, he would definitely have been offered the rare chance!"

Most of them envied Edgar's great luck while also sympathizing with Ricky's misfortune.

Meanwhile, disciples from the Refinement and Casting Faction shot Ricky disdainful looks, as if to say, "You were the CHAMPION of the Outer Competition, and so what? Our chief will never show interest in a guy who doesn't have a complete spiritual meridian."

Ricky didn't care about the looks on their faces, and they were not relevant to him at all. Besides, he couldn't be more aware of his own situation. He of all people knew what he really wanted at present.

An innate spirit as their master, others might desire, but Ricky had little interest in having such a master.

His regained spiritual meridian was now so powerful that it was equivalent to the help of any master.

Right now, the only thing Ricky longed for was to obtain first prize as the champion of the Outer Competition quickly and use it for practice and weapon casting.

...

"Ricky…" Just when the disciples had relaxed, thinking the day's surprises were over, Zenith's stately voice suddenly broke through the hushed chatter.

"Is… Is our chief going to take Ricky as his disciple as well?" The disciples immediately speculated, paying rapt attention now. Among them, those from the Refinement Faction and Casting Faction, in particular, looked especially concerned.

The two factions were far from weak, and even had demi-immortal elders. Nevertheless, in front of the formidable Zenith and his Snow Sect, they felt small, like weak ants in front of a mountain.

If Ricky became Zenith's disciple, it meant that the two factions could be terribly doomed in the end.

"Yes, Chief!" Ricky responded respectfully and wondered, 'Is the chief going to take me under his wing as well?'

out that this was not the

your performance during the Competition, so I will give you a separate

the two factions felt greatly

curious about what Zenith had

said, bowing deeply. He was incredibly excited now. In Ricky's opinion, Zenith, a genius master, the top warrior in the area of Snow Sect, would definitely offer him

Zenith added. Now that the reward's nature was kept in suspense, many of the disciples felt greatly disappointed. They had

feel a little disappointed. They, too, were keen to

the Outer Competition ended, and after Zenith and the four Elders left, the disciples began to stream out

the results of this particular Outer Competition would have a great influence on the Snow Sect for a long time, especially because of Ricky and Edgar, who would for sure be

...

Grace, and Heather made their way back to the courtyard. On the way, Heather complained quite a bit

was fortunately he was not accepted; otherwise, he would be miss the chance to see her every day,

made Heather blush

...

just arrived at the courtyard, a Snow Vulture quickly landed on the courtyard, with two people hurriedly swinging off its

doing here?" Grace asked, alarmed at

the men, Sean, who was the

Grace, I really don't want to be here! It's just my friend who took me with him!" Sean explained and smiled, gesturing to

look

energetic young man, dressed in white robes, with a smile lingering at the corners of his mouth. Anyone who saw him would think that he would likely

is he here?" Grace asked doubtfully.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

was the sound of knuckles cracking,

that his nails dug into his palms. Blood

gleam with a sharp murderous intent.

fear chilling their hearts as they

seemed not to be affected by Ricky's sudden change, as if he had expected