The legendary warrior

Chapter 1393 Meet Otis Again

"This is the Third Sheol City and it is filled with powerful figures. You can consider them my witness when I say that I will keep my word. In twenty years, I will visit the Phoenix tribe and settle the accounts with you," Ricky promised with a murderous look.

"And one more thing. Please tell your noble son, Lanny, that I am going to trample him under my feet when we meet again."

His words were so arrogant.

The entire square of the Third Sheol City erupted into a heavily heated discussion as soon as Ricky's words fell on their ears.

"How arrogant!"

"Ignorant too!"

Even warriors who had been highly supportive of Ricky till now were thinking that this guy was being overly offensive. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Promising to fight and trample Lanny in twenty years was a highly arrogant move.

And to top it all off, Ricky had declared his malicious intentions about the noble son of the Phoenix tribe in front of their elder. Arrogance and ignorance were perhaps the simplest of traits to be attached to Ricky right now.

"Wally, isn't he being too arrogant?" the First Deputy Chief asked telepathically.

"Maybe. But don't you think his arrogance is much like your lord, and also like our leader, Brad?" Wally responded.

"I guess so."

"Ricky, what are you thinking? You now have only twenty years. What makes you think you can defeat Lanny in twenty years?" the Dragon Intent Grass asked in a serious tone.

"Even if luck gets you victory, do you think you'll be able to leave safe and sound, once you step foot inside the Phoenix tribe?"

"Look. I know twenty-year is too soon. If it were up to me, I could have waited a long time. But my master can't wait that long. She is the woman I like and I must get to her as soon as possible," Ricky responded.

"So, you are doing this for a beauty, huh? But you will need to be immensely strong to achieve this task. If not, death will find you before you can even say 'hi'!" the Dragon Intent Grass warned.

"I understand, but I am certain that I can do this. I have comprehended the bright ancestral spirit and my Chaos blood power and Ancestral Intent Formula have grown rapidly," Ricky said.

"For most spiritual emperors, twenty-year is just a fleeting time. But for me, it is the time I take to become a spiritual potentate."

The Dragon Intent Grass was shocked by such confidence and declaration.

But Ricky was telling the truth. The bright ancestral spirit that he owned alone was enough for him to be able to deal with the Phoenix tribe in twenty years.

Although Ricky wasn't fully aware of what the bright ancestral spirit was yet, he believed that it was superior to the chaos and the heavenly law. He was certain that he could achieve his goals within twenty years with this power on his side.

"What an arrogant young man! But I will tell our noble son what you said," Liam replied with a snort. "Even if I didn't take your word back, it would reach him sooner or later.

Maybe he will visit you soon. And when that happens, it is you who are going to be trampled under his feet."

"You don't have to worry about that," Ricky snapped back.

Nodding, Muhammad departed with the members of the Phoenix tribe. Their unexpected confrontation had ended with a twenty-year agreement.

The selection ended soon after the members of the Phoenix tribe had left.

Apart from Ricky, the Misty South Palace had selected nine other core disciples.

However, because of the way Ricky had gotten in, he had hogged the entirety of the limelight and all eyes were focused on him only.

When Ricky, Jedidiah, Jasper, and the others gathered at the stronghold of the Five-element Sect afterwards, they all had the same identity—disciples of the Misty South Palace.

However, only Ricky and Mordechai were core disciples.

And since Ricky did not need any points to get in, all his points had been awarded to Mordechai.

Jedidiah, Jasper, Mike, Peter, and Claire were qualified enough to compete and try to become core disciples, but they had chosen their own paths.

They had participated in the selection just to become members of the Misty South Palace.

A major reason behind that was their sense of justice and their willingness to fight the devils for the continent.

"I'm afraid this is goodbye, everyone. It's going to be several years, maybe even decades, before we meet again," Jedidiah said and nodded solemnly.

"Where are you going next?" Jasper asked Jedidiah.

"I am going to train with my master. The rules in the Passage World are going to ease up every day. And sooner or later, most likely sooner, the devils are going to invade this continent. I must train and improve my strength before that," Jedidiah replied.

"Mike and I are going to train as well. We will try hard to become masters of the Eight Diagrams," Jasper said.

"I am going to return to the Misty Mountain. I am certain that I can awaken the blood power of the holy being there," Peter declared.

"Mordechai and I are returning to the Five-element Sect. From there, we'll go to the headquarters of the Misty South Palace," Ricky said. "As for our actions, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

"My friends, if this is going to be our goodbye for a long while, then let us drink together. Let us pour and drink to our friendship and promise that when we come back from training, we will fight side by side again," Jedidiah said and brought out a bottle of wine he had collected several years before.

The farewell was rather prolonged and after a hearty discussion, Ricky's friends departed.

"Your friends are easily as talented as the noble sons and daughters of the ancient clans. Once they achieve their true potential, they are going to be your strongest allies," the Dragon Intent Grass said.

"Mmm hmm. Jedidiah is cultivating the Buddhism, which is a kind of ancient inheritance as famous as the Eight Diagrams. Jasper and Mike will be powerful enough to rule this continent solely on the basis

of the Law of Change, the Law of Mechanism and the Law of Universe even if they don't master the Eight Diagrams.

Peter's veins run with the heavenly illusionary power. If he completely awakens his blood power, he is going to become a demi-spiritual potentate.

It's no coincidence that our paths have crossed. Maybe this is just how friendships work in the world of martial arts," Ricky answered.

After that, he was ready to follow Lloyd back to the Five-element Sect.

But before he could do that, the First Deputy Chief called him telepathically, saying that he wanted to bring Ricky to meet someone.

The First Deputy Chief brought Ricky to the palace, where they saw Otis once more.

"Sir!" Ricky greeted the man respectfully.

His admiration and respect for this man were natural. Otis was the strongest of all the warriors.

"Ever since the Misty South Palace has allowed people to become core disciples by killing a demi-saint from the devil race, you were the first one to ever do it. Perhaps you will also be the last one ever. It appears that I wasn't wrong about you," Otis said appreciatively.

"I was just lucky," Ricky smiled. "Otherwise, killing a demi-saint from the devil race would be impossible for me."

"You are still very modest," the First Deputy Chief commented with a smiling face.

"Regardless of whether you were lucky or powerful enough to kill a demi-saint, you have done it. You have become famous in a short while, partly because of your strength..." At this point, Otis chuckled.

"But mostly because of your arrogance.

Challenging the Phoenix tribe was a pretty ballsy move."

"Sir, please don't make fun of me. I know I was a bit arrogant," Ricky said awkwardly.