The voice was unmistakable. It was none other than Elder Samuel's.
As a powerful demi-immortal, Elder Samuel had definitely sensed Ricky's arrival.
"Come with me to greet my master first!" Bertha beckoned, heading inside.
The three of them went to meet Elder Samuel.
...
"Aside from Olivia and Bertha, Ricky is perhaps the only disciple of the Snow Sect to be treated so well
by our master!" Some casting disciples began to talk about Ricky enviously, watching him enter the
house.
"If you are able to achieve to the extent that Ricky did, I think our master might also think highly of you
and even be warmer to you day by day."
...
Ricky, Edgar, and Bertha arrived at the small, humble room where Elder Samuel sat on the cattail
hassock with his legs crossed.
"Elder Samuel!" Ricky and Edgar greeted, bowing with great respect.
"Come over here and have a seat!" Elder Samuel smiled at the presence of the young warriors.
"I've heard that you are here to look for Olivia. What is the matter? Why do you want to meet her?"
Elder Samuel asked, shooting a pointed glance at Ricky. It was obvious that he had gotten the wrong
idea that Ricky had a personal interest in Olivia.
"I want to..." Ricky started. He did not hide anything, telling Elder Samuel about his purpose.
"You two plan to establish a faction? Ricky, are you planning to persuade Olivia to join you by taking
advantage of the skills in your manual?" Bertha said in disbelief.
Of course, she didn't look down upon Ricky, but she just found it hard to believe that Ricky and Edgar
were capable of founding a faction especially in considering how controversial Ricky was in the sect.
However, Elder Samuel was interested in Ricky's plan. To be exact, he had a great interest in Ricky's
manual, for he had determined that the manual that Ricky practiced must be quite extraordinary.
"Ricky, when you meet Olivia to talk about the casting skills, will you let me be present?" Elder Samuel
asked earnestly.
"Master, do you really believe in these two guys?" Bertha asked, with surprise on her face.
"Since you are so kind in giving us some advice and knowledge, we're glad to have you with us of
course," Ricky said to Elder Samuel, agreeing with his request.
He also guessed Elder Samuel's motives.
He knew that if he could use the manual to attract Elder Samuel, there would be a good chance that
Elder Samuel might be willing to support his faction. If so, it was good for their faction, as Elder Samuel
could match three strong demi-immortals.
After all, Elder Samuel was well known for his identity as a casting master at the Demi-spirit Level.
...
A little while later, they arrived at Olivia's casting venue. Right then, Olivia was casting a weapon.
Hearing the rhythmic beating that Olivia made during casting, Ricky and Edgar could enter the ideal
realm at any time.
But they didn't go there for gaining insights or cultivating, so they tried not to be distracted by anything
outside of their purpose.
They looked at Olivia, who was really quite beautiful and charming. No wonder Autelan took a fancy to
her.
She had an oval face which seemed as delicate as a gem. Her black silken hair hung down loosely to
her waist, making her look ethereal.
Olivia's black casting clothing perfectly outlined her curvaceous figure, swaying as she moved.
While Bertha looked noble and cool, Olivia gave off an aura of gentleness. Almost all of the warriors
were infatuated with women like her.
Both Ricky and Edgar couldn't help but swallow hard at the sight of Olivia. Their admiration was
obvious. After all, they two were also male warriors, inevitably attracted to such a pretty lady. However,
they didn't dare entertain their admiration further, because Olivia was the woman on whom Autelan had
a crush.
If Autelan so much as suspected their indecent thoughts, he would definitely beat them to a pulp.
After six hours, Olivia had finished casting the weapon.
This time, she had cast a short sword which would be classified as a weapon of intermediate Mortal
Level because of its quality.
"Master, Bertha, what brings you here?" Olivia asked, surprised to see Elder Samuel and Bertha
standing with two unfamiliar warriors.
"Olivia, this is Ricky and Edgar," Elder Samuel said, gesturing to the men.
"I've heard of you before." Olivia smiled politely.
"Olivia, would you be willing to let me borrow your casting table for a while?" Ricky asked, getting
straight to the point. He was never the type to beat around the bush.
Olivia was confused by this, and she wasn't alone.
"Ricky, do you also know how to forge weapons?" Elder Samuel asked, disbelief and astonishment
written all over his face.
"I practice the manual not just to enhance my strength," Ricky replied with a smile. He approached the
casting table and began the process of casting a weapon, which astonished everyone there.
'This time, I have to forge a saber of inferior Mortal Level, ' Ricky thought to himself, a boost of
confidence giving him energy.
After everything was ready, Ricky began beating and casting according to the Pounding Skill that he
had mastered. Quickly, the air was filled with the rhythmic beating sound which everyone knew as the
music of casting.
Although Edgar couldn't fully comprehend it, he somehow was immersed in Ricky's ideal realm.
Elder Samuel, Olivia and Bertha became increasingly stunned, and Elder Samuel's hands even started
to tremble. He hid them in the folds of his robes.
Even though Ricky hadn't completely mastered the Pounding Skill belonging to the Devouring Skill,
Elder Samuel could notice the remarkable quintessence of the Devouring Skill. Olivia and Bertha could
also sense that Ricky's manual was extraordinary- in fact, something they may have never seen the
likes of before!
They had an instinctive feeling that if they could learn Ricky's Pounding Skill and master even just a
little bit of it, their casting skills would be greatly improved.
Each time Ricky beat the metal, the rhythm also perfectly showed the marvelous, mysterious Pounding
Skill which illustrated the intricacy and uniqueness of the Chaos Manual.
Eight hours later, Ricky finally finished. He had cast a saber.
He opened his eyes and regarded the saber he forged with scrutiny.
Then he picked up the saber and wielded it onto the casting table, summoning the infernal power at the
same time.
"This saber is absolutely in the category of inferior Mortal Level. Aha! So I'm a real casting master of
Mortal Level now." Ricky laughed in excitement after figuring out that his saber was at the Mortal Level,
overwhelmed with glee. For a moment, it was as if he had forgotten his initial intention of going to
Olivia.
Elder Samuel also scrutinized Ricky's saber and was even more shocked once he determined that it
was indeed a long saber of Mortal Level.
He was sure that no one taught Ricky to cast weapon before. As he sat there staring, thoughts raced in
his head. Since Ricky had only relied on his own comprehension to forge a weapon and become a
casting master, the chances that he was really a genius in the aspect of casting were quite high.
For several moments, Elder Samuel gazed awestruck at Ricky, as if he was looking at a valuable gem.
Olivia and Bertha were still in a state of shock, stunned beyond belief.
But poor Edgar seemed not to have an idea just what Ricky's actions meant, a vacant look on his face.
"Ricky, would you like to be my disciple? I'll try my best to pass on all my casting skills to you," Elder
Samuel finally spoke, gazing meaningfully at Ricky.
Obviously, he was tremendously excited. But even greater than this was his eagerness to have Ricky,
the casting genius, become his disciple.
Ricky was stunned by these words, thinking that it was an outcome that had not been the initial
purpose of his visit today.
Bertha and Olivia were also flabbergasted, wondering whether Elder Samuel, the casting master of
Demi-spirit Level, truly wanted Ricky to be his disciple.
But once they recalled Ricky's impressive performance earlier, they wholly understood why Elder
Samuel had been so quick and determined to offer Ricky a spot as his disciple. The choice was up to
the genius now...
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