As the crimson light dissipated into oblivion, a real blood-red blade and a scarlet book suddenly
appeared.
"What are these things, sir?"
Ricky curiously inquired.
"That bloody blade is made of the Shura Iron, which is a kind of Rock of Heaven and Earth. It was
forged into my master's accompanying weapon—the Shura Blade,"
informed the Shura Casket with a thoughtful look as if it was lost in the memory.
"The Shura Blade is like a brother to me. Back then, I developed the sealing array with my master, and
the blade was the only thing left, and he entrusted it to me. He hoped that I can help him find a good
master.
After all, the Shura Blade is a divine object, and it is exceedingly powerful. It was born with the shura
power and can even be combined with any weapon."
"The Shura Blade!"
Ricky gasped in astonishment.
He could not believe that he would receive another Treasure from Heaven and Earth.
"What kind of weapon do you have, boy? Are you using an ancient seal?" asked the Shura Casket
straightforwardly.
"Actually, sir, I prefer using a saber more," Ricky responded with an embarrassed chuckle. He then
turned his palm, where the Iron Justice Saber emerged at once.
"Oh, you possess the accompanying saber. You seem to have gone on a lot of adventures and found
plenty of treasures," remarked the Shura Casket in surprise when it recognized the Iron Justice Saber
on Ricky's hand. It recognized Ricky's accompanying weapon at first glance. That was to be expected
when it felt surprised, though, because the accompanying weapon usually belonged to warriors at the
Sage Level of Potentate Level.
"I just got lucky. I didn't expect to find a Treasure from Heaven and Earth either, much less be able to
integrate it into my saber," explained Ricky modestly.
"I can feel an exceedingly potent justice power emanating from your saber, and the way you act makes
me think that you must be a man of justice. Besides, you have the Devourer Zone. It won't be a stretch
to assume that you will soon achieve great things with regard to the shura power. Thus, you are the
most deserving of this Shura Blade," the Shura Casket finally declared.
"Thank you, sir. I am honored," Ricky gratefully answered and slightly bowed his head in a polite
gesture.
"Ah, let me help you merge it. Since this is your accompanying weapon, we will have an easier time
integrating them."
Then, with the Shura Casket's guidance, the Shura Blade started to fuse with Ricky's Iron Justice
Saber. In this way, the justice power and shura power homogenized.
"It's not appropriate to call you Iron Justice Saber any longer. Maybe I should call you the Shura Justice
Saber from now on," Ricky told the saber's hermit spirit through their telepathic link.
"Master, I've become stronger again!" the hermit spirit excitedly reported to him.
After all, for an accompanying weapon like it, fusing with a Treasure from Heaven and Earth was a
great opportunity. And anyone would be overjoyed if their weapon could integrate with two treasures.
Currently, it could be said that the Shura Justice Saber had far surpassed most accompanying
weapons.
"Cool! Keep practicing along with me!" proclaimed Ricky with great excitement.
"This blood-colored book contains my master's Shura Eight Moves. Each move is incredibly powerful,
and if you succeed in cultivating the eight moves, your shura power will also rise to its peak. The eight
moves combined will be the strongest killing move in the four continents,"
revealed the Shura Casket.
"The Shura Eight Moves!"
gasped Ricky breathlessly.
He wasn't overly familiar with the cultivation method, but he could tell how astonishingly powerful it
was.
"Sir, if I may ask, where are you going after this?"
Ricky then asked out of curiosity.
"Why, I'm going back to the Shura tribe, of course!" responded the Shura Casket. "I've consumed too
much of my energy over the past years, and I have even exhausted my original energy source. Thus, I
have to return to our ancestral land to recover.
Besides, I also have to take my master's inheritance back."
"I see. Well, I hope that we'll meet each other again,"
Ricky said in farewell.
"I'm sure we will, child. With your talent and aptitude, you are destined to be one of the strongest and
most influential men in the world. I'm looking forward to seeing that day come to be. I can't wait to
witness the growth of another powerful man who could join our ranks and defend us when the time
comes," uttered the Shura Casket earnestly.
"I am honored, sir. I promise to do my best."
Ricky nodded, a little misty-eyed, for the Shura Casket's words touched his heart.
"One more thing! Once you have cultivated the Shura Eight Moves until its last move, you must come
to our Shura tribe, for only in our ancestral land can you merge the eight moves into one,"
the Shura Casket hastily added.
"Thank you for your advice, sir,"
Ricky responded, nodding slightly.
In the next moment, the Shura Casket's scarlet palm flipped around and opened, exposing a blood-
colored jade token in its grasp. It handed this to Ricky.
"This is most of my power in condensed form. If, in the future, you find yourselves in trouble, just crush
this jade, and I will be able to sense your location provided that you are in the four continents. And if in
case I am unable to come to your side, don't be afraid. I'll make sure to send some of the Shura tribe's
warriors to come to your rescue," instructed the Shura Casket.
"After all, I owe you for your help this time. Besides, I also wish to be in your good graces, for you will
someday be the strongest warrior in all four continents."
"Wow! Thank you, sir! I really appreciate all the help you've given me,"
replied Ricky at once, sounding both happy and bashful at the same time.
Although it was a bit embarrassing, he wouldn't dare to refuse such a good thing. After all, the Shura
tribe was comparable to the Phoenix tribe. It was a force to be reckoned with.
"We are destined to meet each other anyway. Now, where do you want me to send you?"
the Shura Casket reassured Ricky in a casual tone and changed the topic, which alleviated Ricky's
embarrassment a little.
"Perhaps, somewhere far away from the outside area?"
wondered Ricky thoughtfully, Meanwhile, back in the Corpse Lair, the warriors of the Abstinent Sect
and the Black Flaming Phoenix tribe were perplexed when they found that Steve's memory had been
erased. The curious incident piqued their interest.
However, they couldn't find a way to enter the Sealed Land no matter what they did.
They also had another problem. The Black Flaming Phoenix tribe had finally found out about Levi's
death. The place was filled with the members of the tribe because they were desperate to look for the
murderer.
Many warriors looked panic-stricken, and some of them had inexplicably suffered as well.
Of course, Ricky knew nothing about this. And even if he was aware of what was happening, he could
not care less. At the moment, he was in a remote forest far away from the Corpse Blood Devil Land.
He was actually preparing to cultivate in seclusion for a long time, and he had planned to do so until the
formal selection of the Misty South Palace began.
That meant he had more than half a year left to burn.
"Aren't you going to tell Audrey that you're leaving?"
asked the Dragon Intent Grass.
"She is with the Abstinent Sect right now, so I'm sure she is well-protected by many powerful
cultivators. It would be hard to say goodbye. I'll just apologize to her in the future. Hopefully, she won't
think that I died in a ditch somewhere,"
Ricky answered with a casual shrug.
"Although, to be honest, I hope the others will think that I've died.
Anyway, I'm going to cultivate in succession soon, Dragon Intent Grass. Please remind me of the time.
Don't let me miss the selection of the Misty South Palace," he added seriously.
Of course, he trusted that the Dragon Intent Grass would not forget to remind him.
"Don't worry. I won't fail you in such an important matter. Just focus on cultivating in seclusion!" the
Dragon Intent Grass reassured him.
After that, Ricky entered his Devourer Zone.
He had three goals in mind for his secluded cultivation.
First, he planned to cultivate the shura power, the Shura Eight Moves, and he needed to do this inside
the Devourer Zone. Second, he intended to strengthen his cultivation base since it was still too weak
compared with the geniuses who would join the selection process. That was to say, as time went on, he
would find it more difficult to challenge those who were stronger than him. Ricky had to seize every
opportunity to improve his cultivation base.
In battles such as these, there was no fairness nor privilege.
The last reason he had involved the ways of casting.
If he didn't improve his casting ability, his understanding of runes would not grow deeper either. That
meant he had to improve his casting ability to the peak of Demi-sage Level in the remaining time that
he had.
Once the Misty South Palace's selection ended, he would focus on his cultivation once more. Then, he
could find a way to break through and become a casting master at the Sage Level.
If he didn't take his time to improve his casting level, his comprehension of runes wouldn't be able to
keep up with the progression of his cultivation base.
After sitting cross-legged in the Devourer Zone, Ricky adjusted his breath to the perfect state and
began to cultivate in seclusion.
'Now, let me check out the Shura Eight Moves' first move!' Ricky thought to himself as his spiritual
sense fused into the blood-colored book.
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