Chapter 382


    It was hard to learn martial arts over neen, let alone cultivate.


    At most, Samson could only strengthen his body, and it was highly impossible for him to be an expert.


    Even if a panacea could help Samson cast off his old self, its effect would be dozens or hundreds of


    times lesser on the neen-year-old than other people.


    Besides, Samson was just an ordinary mountain person, and he did not have any connection or


    background.


    Hence, no one would provide him with treasures and precious medicines.


    If there were something worth paying attention to, it was nothing more than the obsession in his heart.


    Nheless, an obsession might be precious, yet it was also worthless.


    After all, before reaching the goal, the obsession could make one work diligently, but once it was


    completed and they vented their anger, the cultivator might no longer improve.


    Samson fell under that category.


    Moreover, he was so stubborn that he only wanted revenge.


    If Samson entered the pathway to immortality, that resentment and anger would easily make him go


    down the wrong path, turning him into a devil cultivator.


    The former leading viins of South Earlington’s top ten bandits, the Johnson brothers, were typical.


    For such a person, instead of giving him hope, letting him enter a sect, taking the wrong step in the


    end, and bing a devil cultivator, it was better to extinguish the fire in his heart directly.


    Due to that, the guarding disciple could not figure out Caspian’s thoughts, and he decided to ask


    Caspian about it out of caution.


    Caspian pondered for a moment and looked at the disciple, saying, ”Bring him to the service area.


    Don’t let anyone find out about what happened today and monitor his situation before doing anything.”


    Caspian talked to Samson before as he hoped Samson would not limit his purpose of embarking on the


    pathway to immortality just to avenge his family.


    When Caspian saw Samson’s reaction before he fainted, he seemed to have understood that, but he


    passed out before he could say anything.


    Hence, after giving it a thought, Caspian decided to give him a chance.


    Based on the Heavenly Stars Sect‘s levels for their disciples, there were still misceneous disciples


    below Caspian’s level as an apprentice.


    As for a rank lower than a misceneous disciple, it would be a handyman.


    As the name suggested, handymen were inferior to misceneous disciples, and they were the group


    of people with the lowest status in the Heavenly Stars Sect, responsible for the dirtiest and most


    challenging tasks.


    Those handymen were only slightly stronger than mortals, but they were not even considered warriors.


    Therefore, when counting the number of people in the sect, handymen would not be included in the


    calction.


    Even so, each year, when the Heavenly Stars Sect recruited handymen, many people would fight a


    bloody battle for such a position.


    The reason was simple, even if they were handymen, they were still the Heavenly Stars Sect’s


    handymen.


    Living in the Heavenly Stars Sect surrounded by abundant spiritual Qi, there was a glimmer of hope for


    them to be a warrior or even an apprentice.


    Judging at the proportion, one of a thousand handymen would be promoted to be a


    misceneous disciple.


    Even though it was a low ratio, there was still hope for the mortals to enter the pathway of immortality.


    Caspian still gave Samson a glimmer of hope after careful consideration.


    After all, an apprentice could get a mortal into the sect as a handyman.


    Whether he could improve after that, would depend on whether Samson could figure out what Caspian


    said before.


    Seeing the guarding disciple do as he ordered, Caspian took a good look at the unconscious Samson.


    Then, he shook the willow twig in his hand and chased the three goats into the mountain gate.


    After walking for a while, Maya was puzzled after watching the entire thing, and she could not help but


    ask, “Casper, do you think that Samson has potential?”


    Caspian gave it a thought and shook his head.


    Maya stared at him in surprise.


    “Then, why would you let him in?”


    “He’ll only be a handyman, and it’ll depend on himself to achieve something.


    After all, he missed the best age, and he didn’t have any foundation,” Caspian answered, “I helped him


    mainly because I saw something I had before, but those were nothing good.


    It’s exhausting to be burdened by hatred only.”


    Hearing Caspian’s mncholy tone, Maya tilted her head and looked at Caspian, baffled.


    “Judging from your tone, it seems that you’re still harboring some grievances?”


    Caspian chuckled, and he did not answer.


    The question was personal, and it concerned the secret of his actual identity.


    Moreover, Caspian thought he should not have revealed the slightest bit as he did now, so he did not


    want to say anything more.


    Maya also realized that her question was too abrupt, so she fell silent and walked beside Caspian.


    After walking another distance, they saw a group of anxious disciples rushing in a direction.


    The expressions on their faces seemed to be anticipation or expectations, but there was also a hint of


    joy from someone else’s misfortune, making others puzzled.


    “What’s going on?” Caspian and Maya looked at each other, confused.


    Just as the two were baffled, they saw Omar running in the distance.


    When he saw Caspian and Maya, his eyes instantly lit up, and he swiftly bolted over.


    Then, he announced something shocking, “I heard that Sna is fighting with a few peak first-stage


    disciples!”


    “What happened?” Caspian asked.


    “I don’t know the specifics, but I just heard about it just now, and many people are rushing over,” Omar


    replied, “If I’ m not mistaken, Sna directly challenged these few apprentices in their courtyard.”


    Caspian continued asking, “Which courtyard?”


    Just as Omar mentioned the name, Caspian already passed the willow twig to him.


    Then, just like the wind, Caspian already ran away.


    “What… What’s happening?” Omar looked at the willow twig in his hand and nced at the three


    bleating goats.


    Then, he cast a pleading look at Maya.


    With her hands behind her, Maya retreated and said, “Casper bought this just now, and I think he


    wanted you to bring the goats back to his courtyard.


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    However, I won’t be apanying you as I also want to see what’s going on over there.”


    After saying that, Maya chased after Caspian.


    Omar held the willow twig and looked at the three goats that had flocked to him, and he was


    dumbfounded.


    Then, he showed a thoughtful expression.


    “Perhaps Casper wants to eat their meat? That’s possible… These goats are so fat.


    Tsk tsk… Cutting them into pieces, marinating them…”


    At the thought of that, Omar salivated.


    Then, noticing that he had forgotten his manners, Omar hurriedly looked around.


    After ensuring that no one saw him, he quickly whipped the goats until they bled and swiftly headed


    toward Caspian’s courtyard.


    Not long after, Caspian arrived at the courtyard Omar mentioned.


    However, there were about 40 people outside, and Caspian could not see what happened.