The legendary warrior novel Chapter 45

Grace had told Ricky where the Centennial Magic Ice was, so Ricky traded in the body parts he had gathered from the beasts he'd slain during the Iron Blood Trial. He made over two thousand by selling them.

After this, Ricky went to the Cultivation Method Hall.

Although he already had two thousand silver coins, Ricky wasn't planning to exchange the cultivation method of the advanced stage of Yellow Level. Instead, he continued to select from first floor of the Cultivation Method Hall.

The first floor of the Cultivation Method Hall was one of the main places where the outer disciples would gather and meet. Ricky's arrival immediately caught the attention of several disciples.

However, now there was no trace of contempt and disdain of their eyes. Instead, there was awe and respect. When those outer disciples saw Ricky, they were compelled to respectfully call him senior.

In the world of martial arts, one had to earn respect from his strength.

Ricky politely replied to them, which took them by surprise. He had struck them with the image of someone who was cruel and fierce when he was fighting at the Death Arena. His friendliness was unexpected.

Ricky stopped to consider a cultivation method called the Freezing Palm.

It was a cultivation method of the intermediate stage of Yellow Level. Based on the Spiritual Energy from Heaven and Earth, the warrior could gather the frosty power in his or her palm and channel this power into the body of their opponent.

If warriors practiced this method and reached minor achievement, they could freeze the skin and meridian of their opponent. When trained to major achievement, they could freeze blood and flesh. At the level of completeness, they would gain the ability to freeze the bones and spinal cord. And if the warrior reached perfection, they would be able to freeze the spiritual energy of their enemy.

Of course, this was all relative to the strength of their foe.

"Freezing Palm... Hmm. Alright, I'll get this." Ricky decided, once he had understood the details about the method.

After seeing Ricky choose the Freezing Palm, all the disciples began to talk among themselves in hushed tones. They were all confused.

By now everyone knew that previously, Ricky had chosen Nonuple Flame Strike. In many battles, they could tell that Ricky's Nonuple Flame Strike had reached major achievement, which indicated that Ricky was now suitable for practicing cultivation methods of the fire element.

But for some inexplicable reason, Ricky chose a method of ice element. Didn't he know that ice couldn't mix with fire?

Looking around at the confused glances of the disciples, Ricky knew what they were thinking. He wasn't planning to explain anything, however, and just smiled at them as he prepared to leave.

"Being a warrior without a spiritual meridian was such a blessing. He is free to train with any kind of method. Unlike us, who all have a spiritual meridian! We have those pesky restrictions. Too bad!" a man sighed loudly.

Although it didn't seem as though he looked down on Ricky, anyone couldn't recognize it if they thought carefully.

Immediately, all eyes searched for the source of the voice.

In the doorway of the Cultivation Method Hall stood a strong young man with a muscular figure, dressed in robes of all black.

Like a black bear, he was large and burly. The disciples were dwarfed by his frame.

"That's Lean!" Upon recognizing him, all the disciples were shocked.

Lean was one of the top ten disciples in the outer disciples. He had tremendous strength, and word was that not even Dustin could survive over ten strikes from him.

"Lean is a master of body refinement and a member of the Refinement Faction. The mysterious refining methods that Ricky showcased have already caused quite a stir. He's attracted many disciples' attention in the Snow Sect. Now..." some disciples whispered.

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"Lean." Ricky also showed customary courtesy to Lean when he saw him, but in his heart, he did not respect the man.

"I'm here for you, Ricky!" Lean said, striding towards Ricky and grinning arrogantly.

"Is that so? I'm confused..." Ricky said, pretending to be perplexed.

"Let me just get straight to the point. I want your cultivation method of body refinement. How much is it? I'll take it," Lean said in a strong, persuasive tone.

"You came for this!" Ricky smiled and said.

"Well, Senior Lean... you and I are both disciples of the Snow Sect. We should learn from each other, right? There's no need to mention the money."

Upon hearing this, all the disciples, including Lean, looked at each other with incredulity, as if to say, 'Is Ricky going to give Lean the method?'

But soon, Ricky's true intentions became clear to them.

"However... if I just give it to you, it may disgrace you; isn't that right? So perhaps, I still need to take some money in a gesture to save you from embarrassment."

Upon hearing Ricky's arrogant proposition, Lean and all the disciples curled their lips.

"Are you willing to sell it? !" Lean said excitedly. He was eager to get his hands on this rare method that the underdog warrior had been keeping to himself.

"Of course! So Lean, make me an offer!" Ricky smiled.

"Ha-ha, since it is yours, it should be you who make an offer!" Lean boomed, very obviously thrilled.

"If you say so..." Ricky said, before pausing to think. He then held out two fingers.

"Two thousand!?" Even Lean found that preposterous.

Ricky shook his head.

"Twenty thousand!?" Lean said again, growing more and more agitated.

Ricky still shook his head.

"Do you want two hundred thousand, Ricky?" Lean said, a gloomy cast on his face.

"No." Ricky laughed again.

"So what you mean is..." Lean said coldly, all the excitement gone from his eyes.

Lean realized that it was naive of him to believe that Ricky would sell his method to him. For crying out loud, he was even bargaining with him!

"Lean, what I mean is two million. Look, if you want to get all the methods, two million would be my price."

At this, Lean finally confirmed that Ricky was playing him for a fool. His face darkened in an angry scowl.

Many of the disciples around them laughed.

Some of the female disciples commented, "Ricky is so cute! Such a naughty boy!"

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"You!" A roar resounded in the Cultivation Method Hall. It was Lean's husky voice, shaking with anger.

"Let me tell you, Ricky, everyone who's ever dared to mess with me are all six feet under!"

Lean growled and clenched his fists, channeling a strong whirl of power from within him and punching at Ricky.

"Lean, what are you doing? As the saying goes, business is business. If you find my offer disagreeable, we can simply stop talking about it!" Ricky stammered, pretending to be afraid when he saw Lean coming at him with his fists.

Again, all the disciples laughed, but they immediately shut up, because they didn't want to mess with Lean—the giant man-bear.

Now, even if Ricky was retreating, he began channeling the spiritual energy into his right hand with a scarlet rune.

He was holding the mysterious power of scarlet runes.

"Devourer Skill, let's see what you can do for me!" Ricky murmured, before he coiled into himself and threw out a tentative punch.