Ricky's words sounded like mockery to Kamari. He was infuriated.
Kamari was tempted to release all his powers in order to destroy Ricky's concentration on his casting in
one fell swoop.
"Thank you for the reminder!" Kamari spat, looking frustrated.
The fight between them in terms of their runic power and spiritual power came to a halt and the two of
them completely entered the state of casting.
Kamari had his absolute trump card to break Ricky's defense, and he really wanted to see Ricky fail
miserably, but he couldn't use it yet.
"Dragon Intent Grass, is Kamari hiding his strength? Or is he only a casting master at the Demi-sage
Level? If he is hiding strength, then why? What is he afraid of?"
Ricky asked, sensing that neither Kamari's runic power nor spiritual power was interfering with his
anymore.
"Hmm... I still believe that he has become a casting master at the Sage Level," the Dragon Intent Grass
said. "He is indeed holding himself back, and there is a reason that he is doing so. He doesn't wish to
show his real strength at this point.
Kamari's performance till now has already invoked a lot of resentment from several casting forces. If he
reveals that he is a casting master at the Sage Level now, those forces will try to get rid of him in the
shadows.
They would not want to be further suppressed by the Helian Clan.
Helian Clan is not a martial clan after all.
So the longer Kamari keeps his secret, the safer he will be."
"Well, it seems that even the great Helian Clan has things they are afraid of!" Ricky scoffed.
"Yes. That's why the Helian Clan spends a lot of their resources on the invited elders at the Sage Level.
They must train the invited elders because that's the only way for them to survive in the Misty South,"
the Dragon Intent Grass said. "Of course, there is also another plausible reason for his actions. Kamari
might be confident that he can defeat you with only his casting skills at the Demi-sage Level.
It is also possible that he is not a casting master at the Sage Level at all.
Either way, as long as he is underestimating you, you can snag the win easier than expected."
"That's right! Here we go!" Ricky said with a smile.
What followed was the dance of the two wonderfully mysterious casting realms. They pervaded the
entire Casting Ladder, and the warriors around were immersed in the beauty.
'The Short Human tribe is indeed amazing. Kamari's casting realm is no weaker than that of my Chaos
Manual, ' Ricky praised in his head. 'Here's a good idea.
If I could combine the casting skills of the Short Human tribe with my existing casting skills, the
resulting power would put me at first place in the entire continent—the real first place.'
While Ricky was immersed in his own thoughts, Kamari, Elder Graysen and the other casting masters
of the Helian Clan were watching Ricky in shock. "The casting manual Ricky has cultivated is by no
means inferior to that of our race!"
"Where did he get such an incredible casting manual? Was any of our manuals displaced or lost?"
Elder Graysen and the other members of the Short Human tribe were naturally gripped by their greed
for the manual that Ricky possessed.
The one thing that attracted the Short Human tribe more than anything else was casting manuals of
such caliber.
"Young man, where did you get your casting manual?" While Ricky was immersed in the casting, an old
voice floated into his mind.
"And who are you, sir?" Ricky asked doubtfully when he heard the voice. It didn't seem like it came
from the saints who were watching the competition.
"I am being trampled underfoot by you," the old voice said.
"So, you are the Casting Ladder?" Ricky asked, shocked to hear the voice.
Fortunately, his control over the mind was firm, and the shock did not affect his casting.
"Yes. I am the hermit spirit of the Casting Ladder, but except for the seniors of the Short Human tribe,
no other creature knows that the Casting Ladder has a hermit spirit," the Casting Ladder replied.
"Are you a supreme weapon?" Ricky asked.
"What if I am? In this era where there are no Potentate Level masters, top sacred weapons and demi-
supreme weapons are being suppressed by the heavens, and supreme weapons even more so.
Supreme weapons are suppressed so much so that they can never access their true strength,"
the Casting Ladder said ruefully.
"Is that so?" Ricky murmured to himself.
He finally understood why Soar's Heaven Melting Pagoda recovered slowly.
And the Shura Casket he had met gave him a feeling that it was not at peak state either.
"What do you want from me, sir?" Ricky asked in a low voice as he tried his best not to lose
concentration on his casting.
"I told you. I want to know where you obtained your casting manual. From the casting realm you
created, I can feel that the casting manual you have cultivated is not inferior to the casting manual that
was born from the ancestral land of the Short Human tribe. I want to see the contents of your casting
manual,"
the Casting Ladder explained.
"Sir, you must be joking," Ricky said, hearing the words of the Casting Ladder.
How could he give his Chaos Manual to the Casting Ladder of the Helian Clan? That was equivalent to
handing it over to the Helian Clan.
The Casting Ladder had expected this reply from Ricky. It didn't show any anger. "What if I offer to
exchange the casting manual of the Short Human tribe for yours? Is that more agreeable to you?" it
asked.
"Sir, while that is a very tempting offer, I really don't want to leak the casting manual I'm practicing to
the Short Human tribe. I wish to surpass them," Ricky said.
The Casting Ladder laughed out loud. "Ha-ha! You are an arrogant young man! You want to surpass
the Short Human tribe in casting?
But I like your confidence.
Well, how about this? You and I exchange casting manuals, and I help you become a casting master at
the Sage Level. I also promise that I will not reveal your manual to anyone from the Short Human tribe
for the next thousand years.
After all, I need your casting manual to remove this suppression placed on me by the heavens.
What do you think of my conditions, young man? Are you satisfied?"
Ricky remained silent.
"You said you wanted to surpass the Short Human tribe. A thousand years is enough time, don't you
think? If you cannot surpass them in a thousand years, then you can't do it even if you have tens of
thousands of years," the Casting Ladder continued because of Ricky's silence.
It was desperate to get Ricky's casting manual. The more superior the casting manual, the less
pressure it would feel from the suppression of the heavens.
"You're right, sir. A thousand years is more than enough time for me to grow far beyond their reach,"
Ricky replied. "But were you serious when you said you would help me become a casting master at the
Sage Level?"
"As the hermit spirit of a supreme weapon, I am always suppressed by the heavens. Do you think I
could lie?" the Casting Ladder asked. "I can make you, a top talent who has already touched the
casting road of Sage Level, become a real casting master at the Sage Level in a day or two easily.
Otherwise, how can I, the Casting Ladder, be called the source of all casting skills of heaven and
earth?"
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