Picking up the item Collins had for him, Vicente readily understood what it was all about.
"A Cursed Compass?" He asked as he looked at the rat-faced fellow.
Collins smiled, showing his perfectly aligned, white teeth. "Indeed. A Cursed Compass."
"How did you get it, master? I thought it would be extrely difficult to get one of them below the 8th stage of cultivation," Vicente said as he hesitated to store such an item in his spatial ring.
He had more than one reason for this. Not only was the item too special for him to accept right away, but it was also sothing famous for Real Sorcerers, sothing that supposedly could find elents compatible with rituals.
The problem was that the item in Vicente's hands now only had one classification: Eighth Class!
Sothing like this could identify materials of the sa classification, in other words, materials useful to a Real Sorcerer of the 8th stage.
Vicente had already had two encounters with hell without even using Seventh Class items, so he was hesitant to get Eighth Class resources!
'If I take this with and find sothing, I'll be in the difficult situation of abandoning an opportunity or going ahead with sothing that could take to hell... Literally.' He thought silently.
Collins answered his pupil. "I spoke to soone who knew soone who knew how to obtain this artifact.
The point is that I have it and no one will co after it. If you use it in your hunt, you will find sothing and it will only be a matter of understanding for you to beco a Real Sorcerer of the 8th stage.
You won't even have to beco a Grand Magus for that, Vicente! All you need is the Eighth Class resources and the understanding!"
He himself didn't know if he would reach the 8th stage in the next few centuries, or even in the next millennium. But he had complete confidence that Vicente could achieve it.
Such a thod would be the best for him to continue growing in Stonewall, but also to continue growing as a Real Sorcerer!
"Is that really possible?" Vicente doubted it, but he couldn't ignore the possibility of him becoming a Real Sorcerer of the 8th stage.
A Real Sorcerer skilled enough could surpass those up to a few levels higher, even if they didn't have a strong cultivation base.
So even said that an 8th stage Real Sorcerer was like a newly promoted Sorcerer—a 9th stage being!
Even if he had the risk of opening the Gates of Hell once again, Vicente wouldn't hesitate to take this risk in order to beco comparable to a Sorcerer!
Soone like that would be stronger than the leaders of Light Cay!
"It is for you," Collins said with his usual calm. "No one else could do it, but you can. With the right resources, of course. Perhaps a little more power, too, but I foresee you achieving all the requirents if you use the Cursed Compass in your travels."
Vicente was silent for a mont. Collins was a studied and experienced man. This guy had never made absurd claims before and had always been sensible.
On reflection, Vicente went ahead with the proposal.
'So be it. I'll face dangers one way or another. If I can achieve my goals faster this way, it will be better. Less ti before I see my family again.' He tightened his fingers around the item, gradually revealing a smile to Collins.
"All right. I'll do my best to gather the Eighth Class materials."
"Excellent!" The rat-man opened his mouth with satisfaction.
"So, when are you leaving? You'll take your faction with you, right?"
"Yes, I'll take them to help . Anyway, I'm leaving as soon as possible. I'll just fulfill the official requirents and move on."
Collins said, "Be careful with your schedule. You may soon enter the top 10 and by then it will be ti for you to beco an Inner Disciple or change rank and beco an Elder."
"I'm aware. I'll be back in ti for my change of position in the sect, master." Vicente had already decided to beco an Inner Disciple after this journey.
In fact, he planned to beco a Core Disciple within the next few years, before the ti to et Nan. That would be enough for him to do this and also have the freedoms to consider going ahead with his departure from the island.
"Very well. Then go ahead. Good luck on your hunt. May powerful beasts and good pentagrams cross your path."
With Collins' words, Vicente thanked his master once more before setting off to settle the other matters before his departure.
Prisiche helped him fulfill the requirents for his departure on the hunt, as she always did.
Ti would pass and soon he would be on his way to the eting place with Larissa and the others, wondering if enough ti had passed for her to have assembled her team.
...
Upon eting the core of his group, Vicente greeted Bert, Garin and the others, as well as patting the top of the head of the Flaming Lion lying on an enormous bed in the faction's headquarters.
"Are we finally going to hunt down your pentagram, boss?" one man in the group, a 3-Star Magus, asked.
"Yes, the ti has co. I want six of you in my group. But don't worry, your focus won't be on fighting, but on assisting in the hunt." Vicente explained, imagining that so there would be trembling with fear to join him.
Bert sighed when he heard what the faction leader had to say, but Garin was still worried. He didn't want to go back to the damned forest they'd had to leave before because it was too dangerous.
Everyone in the group was stronger now, but he still didn't want to go into the area, even if only to help Vicente.
However, not everyone lets their fears get the better of them. So were genuinely interested in how Vicente would look with his seventh pentagram!
Besides Larissa, five individuals volunteered to join the group on the journey to Fallsor Bluff.
Vicente thanked his most determined companions for accompanying him, and promised with a smile on his face, "On the way back from the hunt, we'll put that plan into action against the Black Raven Crew."
Hearing the na of one of the island's main outlaw groups brought a gleam to the group's eyes.
"I'll let you divide the spoils we accumulate from this group."
The n and won who would go with him shouted in celebration, while those who hadn't had the courage to join him sighed in defeat.
Given the wealth of the Black Raven Crew, it was clear that the robbery planned by the faction leader would generate many dividends for the group!
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