The legendary warrior

The day had come for casting talents from all over the world to try their hand at joining the Casting Guild. Early in the morning, the square was already flooded with massive throngs, moving around the area in anticipation. This day was a big day for all of them. Everyone was hoping that they would achieve an impressive outcome in the Casting Appraisal.

In the center of the square stood some newly built casting tables. They were the pieces of outstanding work made by the innate spirits, whose powers and capabilities exceeded far beyond ordinary people's imagination. They were strong enough to destroy the world, and also strong enough to build everything from scratch. Building those stages to them was nothing, and they just finished them in the blink of an eye. Time was meaningless for them.

Today was set for the assessment of those who wanted to be recognized as a qualified casting master of inferior Mortal Level. According to the rule, as long as they completed the task set before them, they would be granted with the identity card of a casting master of inferior Mortal Level.

'Andrew seems to be a powerful man in the Casting Guild. I'm sure he will find fault with me. What tricks will he play on me? Oh, what a pain in the ass he is!' Ricky thought to himself as he approached the square with Elder Samuel. Andrew clearly had a fragile ego. What had happened a few days ago must have been a blow to his esteem. Ricky was now quite certain that this casting test was not going to go smoothly.

While Ricky was still lost in thought, the young man in white who had been part of Andrew's entourage walked towards him.

"Hey, you. How dare you show up here!?" the young man said, his dark eyes hostile. Obviously, Andrew's men were already well prepared to cause Ricky every bit of trouble they could, as apparent from the young man's expression.

"Why not? I have the abilities, and I'm qualified to participate in this appraisal. I'm sure the Casting Guild will not disqualify me for no reason," Ricky sneered back.

"Humph! Let's wait and see. Who laughs the last laughs loudest. I just hope for your sake that you will still get a chance to at least laugh a little bit!" Andrew's man said, before turning his back and stomping away. He had specifically approach Ricky just to give him a warning about the consequences of pissing Andrew off.

He had accomplished his task, and was not willing to waste his time and breath in trading jabs back and forth with Ricky. All he needed to do next was wait for the time when Ricky failed to complete the task during the appraisal.

"What's the matter, Ricky? Who is that man? Do you have any conflict with him?" Elder Samuel demanded.

"Elder Samuel, we met a few days ago. But don't worry. It was nothing serious," Ricky replied respectfully as he lowered his head.

"Good. Leave those people alone. Your priority is to pass the appraisal," Elder Samuel advised.

"Yes, I will. Thank you for your concern, Elder Samuel," replied Ricky.

dais in the square. It was an old man with grey hair and black clothes. On one of his shoulders there was a golden identity card.

that he was a casting master

everyone started to gaze at him. Oh, God. He was one of the casting masters of Spirit Level! People often talked about them and knew their ranks were very, very high. But they rarely saw one with their own eyes. Yet one of them was here today! How could they

I never excepted that Elder Alexander would be the chief examiner

it's just an examination to select the casting master of inferior Mortal Level. Why is Elder Alexander here? He has such a high position that I

as long as he is available, he oversees the appraisals—

Alexander is the most popular elder in the Casting Guild. People like him. He was elected as the president of the Guild,

perform excellently. Don't just complete the task. Perhaps, Elder Alexander will take

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task, remember this well. Perhaps, there will

I will try my best to complete the

to notice what Andrew might do to tip the scales against me? If he can't,

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seclusion?" cursed the young man in white, his dark eyes squinting hatefully. Elder Alexander meant good

Alexander's presence. He feared this elder, and was worried that

do? Mr. Wu must have already arranged everything. He's nowhere nearby and it's too late to send him a message to cancel those things he prepared for Ricky now. Oh, God. Hopefully, this old man will not notice it, ' he muttered silently to himself, praying that their plan would be able to

to the casting table in whichever order you want. The appraisal begins now!" Elder Alexander said, not beating around the bush. His time was precious, and he wanted to get down to

reminded them of the rules, "If you are caught cheating during the appraisal, you and the warriors from your clan or organization will be

the candidates to walk to the nearest casting table, respectively. Bearing expressions of confidence or excitement,

in his spot, the man in white walked towards him

him, but Ricky knew there was more