The legendary warrior

At this point, Ricky had no idea where to go. He knew that he needed to go somewhere secure, where he could properly focus on his training. He still had a whole year before the Misty South Palace held the selection, and before that, he needed to become stronger.

The good thing was that he didn't need to worry about the Five-element Sect, at least, for fifty years. The fact that he had guaranteed their safety for such a long time was a load of his back.

As long as Ricky was not in the Five-element Sect, they would certainly be safe from harm.

Of course, he didn't forget to send a message back to Lloyd, informing him that he was safe and sound. He had done this by creating a Shadowy Replication, which he tasked to deliver the said message to the Five-element Sect in the guise of an old man. That way, nobody would even look twice at the replication.

Ricky himself had decided to change his appearance before he left the mountain, for he knew that it would not only allow him to move unhindered, but it would also keep him safe.

It was no secret that Paul's inheritance was in his possession, so he expected that most, if not all, warriors would soon find out what he looked like. Everybody would undoubtedly be on the lookout for him after all. If he didn't disguise himself, any warrior he encountered would recognize him and spread the news about his whereabouts.

Unfortunately, a lot of people already knew what he looked like when he activated the middle realm of the Transforming Omnipotent Skill. So now, he only had two choices. He could activate the young realm or the old realm.

Skin masks, which could also alter his appearance, were not an option since it wouldn't fool the saints at all, not with his current casting skills.

'I guess I should improve my casting skills. I don't have to become a real casting master at the Sage Level, but my abilities need to be close to that level. Only in that way can I have a better understanding of runes,' thought Ricky as he carefully outlined his plans in his mind.

"Have you decided yet? Are you choosing the young realm or the old realm?" the Dragon Intent Grass probed inquisitively.

"Of course, I will activate the young realm! I don't want to live as an old man for a year,"

Ricky explained shortly, knowing that the Dragon Intent Grass was curious why he chose that identity.

After that, he immediately activated the young realm of the Transforming Omnipotent Skill, and a unique force shrouded his body in an instant. In a heartbeat, his appearance began to change, and he gradually started to shrink.

Ricky's features had changed from a handsome young man that was about five feet and nine inches in height to a cute-looking boy, who was only four feet and twenty-six inches tall.

He now looked like a child of seven or eight years old! And as a result, the clothes he was wearing hung limply on him, being a better fit for a young man's body than the child-like body he currently had.

will recognize me

bet this will make things more interesting.

ridiculous

clothes casually. He gathered some mud from the ground, muddied his face with it, and then left the

certainly owe the Old Oriental Emperor a lot for teaching me the skill of Transforming Realm. It has been invaluable to me so far,' thought Ricky to himself with no

hustle and bustle of a healthy population.

that he was somewhere in the Middle Land's

it, it's such a good idea. No one would expect that I would come here!' Ricky thought to himself with a little

had also discovered that the area he was in was currently

was the Black Flaming

percent of the

he had not encountered any creature from the

Level force that ruled

for the fact that

philosophy. They believed that only once they conquered

stay away from me because once I see them, I will show no mercy,' Ricky thought darkly to

turned out that the Misty South Palace had announced that it would hold the selection which was open to all the warriors from the central and

the selection

would serve as their invitations for the Misty South Palace's selection process. Only the most skilled warriors who could retrieve those tokens would be allowed to participate in the formal disciple selection, which would be held a

course, there was a rule that stated only creatures below three hundred years old were qualified to look for the tokens. Any warriors older than three hundred years

tokens functioned the way as the Territory Seal, except they would serve as

of special materials and made by the

that as many as thirty thousand

warriors would be able to join the selection that was to be held in a

matter of fact, the Misty South Palace had deemed it necessary to reveal where the tokens were located. In this way, they were assured that all tokens would be found, and more geniuses