Upon entering the ideal realm of the Bertha's manual, Ricky felt that he was much, much closer to the comprehension of Light Apperception.
The manual that Bertha had cultivated was by no means better than Ricky's Chaos Manual. However, Bertha far surpassed Ricky, who was still a greenhorn in terms of fully understanding manuals. The ideal realm devised by Bertha far outshone that created by Ricky.
'It was definitely the right decision to come here as an observer!' Ricky sighed.
But the sobering fact remained that Bertha would never let him live a smooth life here.
In this world, integrity was much more valuable than life to all the women here. Bertha would never forgive Ricky having seen half of her body. This was a great taboo for a virgin.
It took her all of half a day to cast weapons.
Ricky and his companions came to sober realizations after assimilating into the ideal realm.
Ricky had gained a lot from observing the world here. For one, he had a deeper ability to comprehend manuals and the method of forging. And in addition to this, he had a gut feeling that he would soon find a way to harness the power of Light Apperception.
"Winfred Wang, take this sword with you and tell the leader of the Weapons Hall that the price of this sword cannot be less than 50, 000 silver coins," Bertha said to her disciple, turning over the sword she had cast. Indeed, it was a perfect blade, excellent in every respect.
"Fifty...fifty thousand silver coins! How precious it is! What is the grade of this sword?" Ricky was astonished upon hearing that this sword was worth fifty thousand silver coins.
"Ricky, you should know that Bertha is a casting master at the intermediate stage of Mortal Level. And the weapons she casts belong to the Mortal Level," Winfred explained.
"You may not have known this, but the truth is that Bertha is the youngest casting master at the intermediate stage of Mortal Level across the whole Snow Sect," another disciple added, voice full of admiration.
In addition to her sophisticated casting skills, Bertha was so incredibly comely and charming that all disciples admired her greatly.
What these disciples said obviously pleased Bertha quite well. She raised her head slightly, a hint of happy pride flashing in her eyes.
Then, she said to her disciples, "My work for the day is done. You should start to cultivate as soon as possible!"
"Yes, Bertha," all these disciples replied, bowing. They then headed toward their respective work areas where they practiced casting weapons.
"Ricky, follow me! I need to assess how much have you learned from my manual," Bertha said with a snicker.
"Goodness! The nightmare begins," Ricky said, feeling dejected.
Those disciples cast him a sympathetic glance. But they couldn't do anything to help.
Shortly after, a yell was heard from the front of Bertha's house.
Then the sound of wood being chopped followed.
Even if the wood Ricky chopped was enough for Bertha to use for a dozen of days, she wasn't the only one who worked at casting weapons in the courtyard. Ricky continued to chop wood for the rest of casting masters.
....
In this way, Ricky lived a life of normalcy in this courtyard. During the daytime, he observed Bertha and his fellow disciples. He watched them forge weapons and occasionally sparred with Bertha. Ricky was always beaten by Bertha in these mock duels.
And at night, Ricky chopped wood.
Though he had little time to rest, Ricky felt invigorated with the Chaos Manual.
Ricky's routine made it possible for him to see great results in a natural manner.
First, he obtained a deeper understanding of the method of pounding as declared in the Chaos Manual. Given five more opportunities, Ricky felt that he would be confident in casting a weapon of inferior Mortal Level. On the whole, Ricky was competent enough to be a casting master of inferior Mortal Level.
Indeed, it could be said that Ricky was a genius in casting weapons. It only took him half a month to be a casting master, beginning from having zero knowledge in the skill.
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