The legendary warrior

When Ricky heard this, the thrill he had felt earlier turned into helplessness. He didn't know how to explain. If he dared to open his mouth, the situation would go downhill.

Meanwhile, the two girls were elated, and they couldn't help the shy smile that pulled at the corners of their slightly upturned lips.

But the peace didn't last long. Two days later, everyone in the Misty South Palace had heard that Wayne volunteered to become Ricky's disciple. And because of this, the people erupted into heated discussion once again.

"No way! That's impossible! No matter how talented Ricky is in casting, I don't think he can surpass the Sage Level casting masters from the Short Human tribe. This must be a trick..." One person voiced his doubts out loud.

"I've never heard of the Short Human tribe's members taking casting masters from other forces as their teachers. Isn't the opposite true? We all know that it's the creatures from other races that desperately want to become disciples of the Short Human tribe's casting masters."

"It's scandalous! I wonder what the senior members of the Short Human tribe think about this. They must be blowing off a gasket right now."

While the ordinary disciples gossiped with each other, the numerous creatures of the Short Human tribe currently residing in the Misty South Palace had gathered in the palace. Two middle-aged men stood in their midst, and they were in charge.

These two middle-aged men were Sage Level casting masters.

Everyone in the room had a morose expression on their faces, which made it evident that they had also heard about Wayne's decision.

"Hasn't Wayne come back yet?" one of the two middle-aged men asked with a frown.

"No, sir. We tried looking for him, but Ricky's friend told us that Ricky and Wayne had already begun their cultivation in seclusion. Thus, we can't do anything more. Even though we are distinguished guests of the Misty South Palace, we can't disturb their disciples who are in the middle of their cultivation," one disciple reluctantly reported, knowing that he wasn't carrying good tidings.

"He is cultivating, huh? That's a bald-faced lie! Wayne doesn't want to come back because he is scared. He disgraced our tribe, and because of him, we have become the laughingstock of the town. We have so many casting masters in our tribe, but he took some other casting master as his teacher. Such a thing has never happened since our tribe existed.

From now on, he will no longer be the young master, and you are prohibited from addressing him like that," the other middle-aged leader declared defiantly.

"Dude, I don't think that's a good idea. Wayne's grandfather is one of the ten elders in our Helian Clan. We should report this to our chief first so that they could decide on what to do," protested the other middle-aged man.

Just as the ordinary disciples suspected, the news that Wayne took Ricky as his master made huge waves within the Short Human tribe. Most of its members considered Wayne a disgrace to their tribe. After all, he was famous in their tribe.

already cultivating

such a stir, or maybe

Zone to Wayne since the other man had already

Ricky tirelessly made weapons as he shared to Wayne his insights on

to Ricky everything he had picked up from the Short Human tribe's casting

of sleep. Despite that, it still took them almost a month

the Short Human tribe's methods of weapon casting while Wayne watched Ricky closely in an effort to duplicate his

he still had a long

but I guess that makes sense. Otherwise, there

had earned for cultivation resources. Then he intended to head for those special places in the

by this time, his companions had also heard that

have taken me as

that I'll never regret," Wayne reassured him. "Don't worry, Master.

there anything I can do

I'll have to return to

tell me. After all, you're not just my casting disciple, but also

him taking Ricky as his teacher, so he intended to explain himself to his superiors and submit to whatever decision

to assist Wayne at a moment's notice, but he thought that the man could take care of himself. If worse came to worse,

decided to focus on improving his strength.

and Battle Palace were the

most suitable for disciples who wanted to refine their bodies, as it employed various kinds of gravity. The Intent Palace, on the other hand, was similar to the Emperor Intent Tomb, and most warriors cultivated their Intent Apperception there. It wasn't as impressive as the Emperor Intent Tomb, but it could hasten the cultivation speed of Emperor Level disciples by as much as ten times. Of course, the more talented the warriors were, the more

in level preferred the Power Palace. It held every power that existed in the world except for the chaotic power and the primitive power. It

training partners, he would likely head to the Battle Palace, where warriors hang out to look for training partners. Many of

emperors or demi-saints could hunt down and fight with those mutants, and that would also add to their combat experience.

the cultivation resources he had earned to Mordechai and the two women. He then proceeded

exceedingly eager to