Born Almighty Warrior

Chapter 1408 Earning Resources

"You are right, Dragon Intent Grass," Ricky replied, nodding his head. "Not only the three character

tests, but also the zones in my body have been telling me about the responsibility.

And now I also understand why the Misty South Palace is and will be the most powerful force in the

Misty South.

I assume that the powerful masters from the ancient times, including Paul, all came from the Misty

South Palace!"

While he spoke, Ricky came to another realization. It was the epiphany of power. The saber intent in

his body started to bloom.

Boom! Boom! Boom! As the blade intent became more apparent, the area around Ricky reacted,

turning murderous.

All of the nearby warriors noticed and stared at Ricky cautiously. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"It's the resonance of the blade intent! Does that mean that he has comprehended something during

the three tests of character?" a disciple exclaimed, staring at Ricky curiously.

"I think so. I don't know what he comprehended, but his blade intent is gradually improving."

"Wow! He's a talented genius! He comprehended something in such a short time!" As the warriors

watched Ricky, many of them become jealous.

"I think I should try and comprehend sixty percent of the blade intent. It looks like I haven't passed the

three character tests in vain," Ricky said, smiling out of relief.

Then, he closed his eyes and started to cultivate.

"That looks like sixty percent of the saber intent. He is nothing but a middle spiritual emperor, but he

has comprehended sixty percent of the saber intent. One day, Ricky will become a mister. Mark my

words." Ricky was so powerful and far ahead of them that the warriors had to hang their heads and

sigh.

The once jealous warriors realized that Ricky was not purely lucky when he had obtained Paul's

inheritance. He had abilities and strength that came naturally to him.

He had comprehended sixty percent of saber intent, but it still took him six days to improve his Intent

Apperception to sixty percent.

After the tests in the Demon Eliminating Pool had ended, the names of Ricky, Mordechai, Claire, and

Ella appeared on the Ranking List.

They slowly approached it to see where they had ranked, and they were disappointed that their

rankings were too low. There were forty thousand names above theirs.

"How was your performance during the character tests?" Claire asked.

All of them lowered their heads and shook. They had passed the first test. The second test was passed

with either two or three points. And none of them had passed the third test. They had either killed the

old man or shoved him into the river.

Mordechai was so desperate to challenge the names above him on the Ranking List that he couldn't

rest for more than one day.

'Mordechai has to be careful. His Sorcerous Combat Body will attract the attention of the senior

members of the Misty South Palace if he keeps this up, ' Ricky thought to himself.

Over the course of a couple of days, Mordechai's ranking had surged upwards by nearly four thousand

places.

As a result, his unique body was being discussed thoroughly by the others.

The warriors that came from powerful backgrounds had already guessed that it was the Sorcerous

Combat Body, which was one of the strongest bodies in the world.

"Are you sure? There's no way that it's the Sorcerous Combat Body. That one ranks first in the world!"

Rumors and questions filled the air.

"I don't know. I thought that the members from the Desolate Sorcery tribe were extinct. No one has

seen them in ages."

"Yeah, but his body is not a mutant. He uses too much power to be a mutant. And he also has the

sorcerous power. All of it adds up to the Sorcerous Combat Body."

"Yes. And remember, the other blood power that belongs to the Desolate Sorcery tribe is the bone

power."

When Ricky was done consolidating sixty percent of the saber intent, he stood on a platform and

announced in a booming voice, "I need four times the casting materials. If someone gives them to me, I

can cast a demi-sacred weapon, and the quality will be perfect."

Ricky had good reasons for doing that. The first was so he could improve his casting skills now that he

was already a casting master at the Demi-sage Level. The other reason was to gain more cultivation

resources.

Normally, a casting master at the Demi-sage Level would charge seven or eight times the casting

materials to cast a demi-sacred weapon. A few of the top casting masters would even charge over ten

times.

Therefore, all of the disciples from the Misty South Palace were shocked to hear Ricky ask for only four

times the casting materials. They started gossiping, drowning out the discussions about Mordechai's

Sorcerous Combat Body.

"Did Ricky just say that he only wants four times the casting materials? How can he cast top weapons

at the Demi-sage Level with that much? Is it even possible?"

"I know. It takes a minimum of three or four times to cast a weapon at Demi-sage Level successfully.

But his price is so... Doesn't he want to earn more casting materials? Is he trying to do this for free?"

"He sounds pretty arrogant to me!"

"He is arrogant! Bah!" Soon, the casting geniuses in the Misty South Palace were voicing their

complaints, too.

They didn't hate Ricky. They purely thought that his offer was a little arrogant.

"Ricky is a very interesting man!" a petite, young man commented from inside the casting palace. He

was grinning. It turned out he was Wayne Helian from the Helian Clan.

"Wayne, would you look at how arrogant this guy is? He is only asking for four times the casting

materials and saying that he can cast top weapons at the Demi-sage Level. I think he is trying to mock

us," a warrior behind Wayne Helian stressed over his shoulder.

"Well, maybe he can do it," Wayne Helian pointed out. "If not, he will embarrass himself. There's no

point in hating him. It's a waste of our time.

Let's see if he can do what he said."

"Ricky, what are you doing? Because of your big mouth, everyone in the Misty South Palace thinks that

you are arrogant. Just because the First Deputy Chief thinks highly of you doesn't mean that they all

will. They think you are annoying," Claire told Ricky in a palace for cultivation.

"They can't do it, but it doesn't mean that I can't. I've always succeeded in casting on the first try. If I

wasn't so confident, why would I only accept four times the casting materials?" Ricky said confidently.

When he was using the Chaotic Fire Zone and the Devourer Zone, Ricky could cast a weapon

successfully within two tries. Now that he had the bright ancestral spirit, one try was enough.

"I've spent a lot of time with you, but I've never seen you casting. I'm looking forward to it," Mordechai

said. "I want to see if your casting skill is as wonderful as your martial arts."

"I'm glad you're looking forward to it. Now, we have to wait for someone to come and ask me to cast. I

promise it's going to impress you," Ricky replied, smiling proudly.

Ever since he had arrived in the Misty South Palace, he had been eager to show the world his skills.

With Otis behind him, there was no need for him to fear the powerful forces that hated him.

The first thing he wanted to practice was casting. If he didn't become a casting master at the Sage

Level, his runic power would not be able to keep up with his cultivation base.

Not long after, a disciple walked towards Ricky and asked him to cast with four times the casting

materials.

He told Ricky that he wanted him to make a saber with the thunder nature.

Ricky nodded his head and smiled. He never backed down from a challenge. He announced that he

would publicly cast the weapon in front of the Ranking List.

It didn't take long for the square to become packed with people. They were all there to see Ricky cast a

weapon in public.

Standing among them were some of the top 100 talented disciples on the Ranking List.

In the void, Neil and the Fourth Mister stood side by side, watching with careful eyes.

"If his casting talent is equal to his talent in the martial arts, there is a good chance that the Misty South

Palace will fall under his command in the future," the Fourth Mister said.

"Don't say that yet. We will have to wait and see!" Neil replied. "Right now, I'm more worried about

whether he has passed the third strength test or not."

"Look! It's Wayne!" some people yelled and pointed.