Chapter 79：Targeting the Novices (1/2)

The next day of the Ball. Early in the morning, it is the time for Shadow mice to report.

Sam is in his study listening to the report of the Shadow mice. After the report was done, he went into a deep thought.

”You guys, first target ten low-level novices. Each of you mark one. And it is better if they are a bit far away from each other. Tonight, I will be proceeding in next step.

But before that, I need you guys to practice your shadow transverse. You enter the second floor in the tower and practice for ten hours, that means an hour later you will be going back to your duty. Tomorrow, I will give you guys a new gadget to practice, I need you guys to do something for me.”

*squeak* *squeak* [Yes, Boss]

After saying his piece, Sam waved his hand and all of them disappeared into the tower.

Sam called Jack over to the study and said. ”Tonight, we are going to make a move, but we aren't going after the acolytes in the Northern region, it is too dangerous and there are a lot of high-level cultivators. We are going to move against the low- level Novices.”

”Okay. Are we moving on birds again?”

”No. we are going to move normally. We will begin this after sun sets.”

”Sure.”

”I think it is better for you to speed up your cultivation.” Sam said in a low voice. Even though he didn't want to say something like that, but he can't help it. They are going against an underworld organisation who has several Novices on later stages and even a Great Mage. But it is still okay, for now because Sam made some not-so- direct means to face them, but they can't just continue this.

”Not everyone is a monstrous as you okay. I am already at late stage novice and it is already considered quite high, you are the monster for being a Novice at 15.” Jack didn't take offence at all. He clearly knew that he is depending on Sam too much for this. He doesn't have Sam's resources and skills and even his battle prowess isn't much compared to other party.

”Okay, then. Try to advance to Novice as soon as possible. We would be dealing with Novices from now on.

By the way, I have to make something for today's mission. I am going to the Artisan tower. You also prepare yourselves.”

After that both of them went on to do their own things, Sam arrived at the Artisan tower after a while and took a private weapon forge.

He took out a scroll and opened it on the table. This is a new design he made to collect an important resource to help little panthers upgrade their bodies potential. He was quite aversive against this resource as it went against his conscience, but after thinking about what Black pond has done to people and particularly to both the panthers, he made up his mind.

He took out the purple gold and the last bit of remaining Golden blood tiger bones. He wants to make an alloy for the thing he is going to make. The golden blood tiger bones are very hard and their ductility is very less.

Purple gold is too soft and isn't suitable to take much force, so he decided to make an alloy out of it.

But to have a better alloy, one needs to make a lot of experiments, but he only made a rough estimate and directly doing it because this tool, he is only going to use it for one time. Since, he knew that he can find some Meteorite sands through the Black water organisation, he decided that all his tools and machines should be made by the meteorite sands or other similar level materials only.

They can nurture a spirit along with the passage of time and he will have some great tools which can even work without his direct involvement. Until then, he just needs to find some alternatives to make do with it.

Even though this may feel ambitious, but he wasn't least bit depressed about it. He is ambitious and that is the only thing that made stand on the peak of the previous world and this time, he will ascend the peak with the same attitude.

Just because, he is in a different world, just because he is in a world filled with people with far more power, just because he is surrounded by so many powerful cultivators than him, he doesn't want to change his character or his attitude. If he changes his character just because he is in a different world and different situations, he won't be Sam anymore.

He went to the Cauldron and started his alloy making by pouring all the golden blood bone powder and the purple gold in powder form. He released his golden fire and started melting it....

After the alloy was formed, Sam started his process of casting and forging. After a few hours of work, he was finally done with the tool and he walked back to the mansion.

He went to take some rest and woke up before the sunset.

Jack and Sam changed into some black clothes and moved out of the mansion. After making sure that nobody is following them with the help of a shadow mouse, both of them went to the area of their first target.

It is a small house with nothing special. A young man in his twenties is meditating inside the house while he sat cross-legged. He has some spirit stone in his hands.

Sam whispered to Jack. ”We aren't going to kill him; I need him alive.” After that both of them entered the house.

The man in the house was immediately alerted when he sensed someone else's presence inside his house.

”Who is that?” He shouted in a not so loud voice. But he didn't really get any reply.

Jack took out his Black meteorite sword, while Sam took out his make shift claws.

After both of them were marked, they exchanged a look and got ready to make their move. Sam sneaked to a corner as he restrained his aura to as low as possible. When the man came out of the room he was cultivating in and spotted Jack, he immediately took out a sabre and asked.

”Who are you? What are you doing in my house?” His voice was cautious as he eyed his opponent, but got no reply. Jack immediately swung his sword in a swift move, but the other party is a first level Novice. He easily blocked the sabre and smiled wickedly.

”A brat at Acolyte stage is trying to take me on, you must be dreaming.” But just as he finished saying this, he felt a huge force struct on his back. Some sharp objects pierced just below his shoulder blades and gripped a huge piece of his flesh.