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.

while, someone landed on the dais in the square. It was an old man with grey hair and black clothes. On one of his shoulders there was a golden

color indicated that he was a casting master

were very, very high. But they rarely saw one with their own eyes. Yet one of them was here today! How could they contain their excitement about seeing a casting master of Spirit

the Casting Guild! I never excepted that Elder Alexander would be the

a high position that I think it would be unnecessary

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

the Casting Guild. People like him. He was elected as the president of the Guild, aside from holding the position

well in the appraisal. You must go above and beyond— perform excellently. Don't just complete the task. Perhaps, Elder Alexander will take notice of you

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there will be some surprises if you can catch his attention!" Elder Samuel spoke in Ricky's head,

the task in

to be a fair person? That's good news. But will he be able to notice what Andrew might do to tip the

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us that he would be in seclusion?" cursed the young man in white, his dark eyes squinting hatefully. Elder Alexander

this young man in white was extremely vexed at Elder Alexander's presence. He feared this elder, and was

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 continue without being

want. The appraisal begins now!" Elder Alexander

from your clan or organization will be permanently forbidden from returning to Casting City. So,

expressions of confidence or excitement, all of them were having high hopes that they would perform quite

his spot, the man in white walked towards him and hovered

supervise him, but Ricky