Hardly taking any time to rest, Ricky spent the night casting weapons. He was so eager to grasp the Light Apperception quickly, even if he could only learn just a little bit. It would greatly improve his chances of winning the Outer Competition.
As she promised, the next day Grace took Ricky to an extremely large and broad courtyard.
Upon arriving, a resounding beating sound was heard. It had a rhythmic beat, undoubtedly that of the law of the treasure book.
"There are two casting masters at Demi-spirit Level in the Snow Sect, who are the top talents in the whole area. One of them is the second Elder, and the other is the fifth, Elder Samuel, who owns this courtyard," Grace explained.
"The second Elder, who founded the Casting Faction of Snow Sect, has chosen a number of his disciples from the Faction."
"So, Master, have I offended the second Elder?" He asked cautiously.
He was startled to discover that the Casting Faction had been founded by a casting master at Demi-spirit Level, whose status was on par with the innate spirit.
"Relax, Ricky. The second Elder is so powerful that a warrior like you will not be taken seriously," Grace replied.
"Oh... I'm glad to hear that!" Ricky said, feeling relieved.
"The disciples of Elder Samuel are those he considers qualified for his standards. Otherwise, a warrior would never be accepted as his disciple, no matter how gifted he was at casting. Because of this, Elder Samuel has never had more than fifteen disciples," Grace added.
"Sounds like the fifth Elder has wonderful personality indeed," Ricky murmured.
"I really do hope that Elder Samuel finds you qualified. Otherwise, you would have to leave here even if I vouched for you. That would be a great loss for you."
"Haw-haw, Master, a charming disciple like me will surely make the cut!" Ricky was confident.
Ignoring his little joke, Grace sternly reminded him, "Make sure, after walking into the courtyard, that you won't be found to be able to cast."
"Yes, Master!"
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With that, Grace and Ricky walked into the courtyard.
In this huge courtyard, there were a dozen huge grindstones, and beside each of which stood a large casting tripod. Eight or nine young men were busy with beating and casting. No one noticed Grace and Ricky.
Several other young men who were resting, however, all greeted Grace respectfully. It was obvious from their familiarity that Grace had been here a lot.
After becoming a core disciple, disciples of the Snow Sect would be promoted to a higher rank and therefore earned more respect from other disciples, especially when it came to how they addressed these core disciples.
"Master Grace, you didn't take Ricky here today to learn the methods of casting, did you?" A disciple asked with a smile, sounding more curious than sarcastic.
All the disciples of the Snow Sect had heard that Ricky was intending to learn how to cast.
Casting was actually not such a big deal. But Ricky's lack of a spiritual meridian was what had made the news really surprising.
"It's true that bad news rides fast, while good news comes later!" Hearing this, Ricky immediately understood what was at stake and sighed to himself.
"Oh, that's just a rumor! I actually came here today to observe your casting methods so that I can comprehend the Light Apperception through my observations," Ricky explained.
"Haw-haw, I see." All these young disciples were amused by Ricky's excuse.
"But you know, we don't have jurisdiction to decide if you can observe here or not. You should go ask Bertha. She's in charge of everything here during the master's seclusion."
"So Elder Samuel is in seclusion?" Grace verified.
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