My Cultivation System Chapter 182
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"Since you have to take good care of my Weapon hall till now, I am giving you this chance. As for now, I will go now and come again before midnight,"
Master Marcel acted generously as he scoffed at Alaster inside his heart.
After finishing his words, Master Marcel left along with Elder Lang and his three disciples.
'Where is that brat?'
Louis didn't bother to look at his former master; instead, he glanced at one of the weapon refining rooms and nodded his head.
'So, he took that brat as his disciple. Good...good. I will take care of him some other time as master is already toying with my former master,'
Louis decided to leave Henrick for now because he was already enjoying his master's actions towards Alaster.
Alaster looked at the leaving cultivators and clenched his fists with an angry look.
'Sigh'
However, just after they left the weapon hall, Alaster could not help but sigh before thinking, "Looks like, after today, I should just leave the weapon hall."
Alaster joined the outer sect with a working disciple status and later worked hard to become what he was now.
From the time he joined the outer sect, he didn't have much luck in cultivation. So, his progress was very slow and he was unable to ascend to the inner sect.
However, just after joining the outer sect, Alaster found out that he had talent in weapon refining; however, there didn't join the weapon hall just like any other disciple; instead, he started as an errand boy.
He practiced on his own from what he observed and was improving himself; however, he was found out by the leader of the weapon hall of that time and taken in as his personal disciple.
Later he learned almost everything from his master and when his master was on his dying breath, Alaster promised that he would take care of the weapon hall till his last breath.
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For Alaster, this weapon hall was akin to his home. When every door was closed for him, the weapon hall's master helped him a lot. So, he wanted the weapon hall to rise above other halls in the outer sect.
'Sigh...please forgive me, master. I am unable to take care of the weapon hall anymore,'
If he could not deliver the 70 percent of weapons by tonight, the leader of the weapon had every right to throw him out of his position.
Even the sect leader Gamos could not help regarding this because Master Marcel had solid backing.
So, without solid proof that Master Marcel was toying with Alaster, he could not act against Master Marcel.
Moreover, Master Marcel was very careful and cunning. So, there was almost no chance for Alaster to fight back Master Marcel.
"I should not give up. I need to finish as many weapons as possible. I already have 50 percent of weapons and only need 20 percent till midnight,"
Even though he felt it was impossible for him to refine 20 percent of his weapons within the next eight hours, he didn't want to give away just like that.
With that thought in his mind, he moved towards the weapon refining hall to refine as many weapons as possible.
'Before entering the weapon refining hall, I should ask Henrick to go back to his cultivation abode,'
Since he would be busy with the weapon refining till midnight and there was a huge chance of him being kicked away from the weapon hall, he just wanted Henrick not to catch up with his problems.
'I will directly ask him to find another master….wait for a second,'
While walking towards the weapon refining hall in which Henrick was busy refining the weapon, many thoughts flashed by and in the end, he came to a conclusion, "After leaving the weapon hall, Master Marcel will not bother with me anymore. So, I can teach everything about weapon refining."
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Although it was difficult for others to learn weapon refining or alchemy outside the respective hall, it was not a difficult thing for Henrick because he was the sect leader Gamos' personal disciple.
While thinking about it, he finally entered the weapon refining hall and he was shocked by what he had seen.
"H...Henrick...did you refine all these weapons?"
Alaster stuttered as he looked at the many rank 1 normal swords lying on the ground and there were no metal blocks at the corner of the weapon refining room.
"Yes, master. Just like you said, as soon as I was able to successfully refine my third weapon, I gained enlightenment that cleared many doubts in my mind and my refining rate is also increased,"
Henrick was already prepared for it when he decided to refine all the metal blocks into rank 1 common sword.
As long as he said he was enlightened while refining a weapon, no one would doubt that he was already a rank 1 weaponsmith.
"Really?"
Alaster was excited after hearing Henrick's white lie about being enlightened and asked him.
"Yes, master,"
Henrick kept his last refined sword on the table as he nodded his head while wiping the sweat off his forehead.
"Good...Good,"
Alaster nodded his head as he thought something inside his head while evaluating one of the swords that Henrick had refined.
"This sword looks just like the sword I refined earlier,"
Alaster gave good remarks regarding the sword before thinking, 'Should I give him the task of refining the rank 1 swords from the order?'
'Sigh...even with his speed, it was almost impossible to reach the target,'
Alaster sighed as he fell into a dilemma of whether he should give him the task of refining more rank 1 weapons to complete his order or not.
..
'Ding,
Mission:- Refine Refine Refine has been completed.
'Ding,
Mission reward:- Enlightenment in weapon refining is now available for the master. Do you want to use it now?
'Ding,
A new mission is generated. Please check.
While Alaster was thinking about what he should, Henrick received a series of system notifications that made him excited at first; however, when he saw the last system notification, he raised his brows in confusion.
'No,'
Nevertheless, he instantly refused to use the 'enlightenment in weapon refining' because he had already said that he had been enlightened and if he once again enlightened in front of his half master, then he would give quite a shock to him.
'Show me the details of the new mission,'
Since his master was busy thinking about something, Henrick used this time to see the details of the new mission.
'Ding,
Mission name:- Help the master.
Mission reward:- Gratitude from Alaster and depending on the performance of the master, the inheritance building will send the reward.
Mission details:- Even though it's not even one day since you become his half disciple, as his half disciple, you have to share the burden of your master.
More information:- You should ask your master by yourself.
Soon, the complete details of the mission appeared in front of him on a holographic screen.
'Everything is good but …,
Henrick read everything on the halographic screen and the last line made him shake his head with a bitter smile on his face.
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