My Cultivation System

Even though Henrick was an ancient fire demon, the sect leader Gamos still felt it was not an easy thing for managing things.

Nevertheless, he left it up to Henrick as he knew it would be best for him to learn multiple professions as it would be very useful.

'Since he can learn weapon-refining from Alaster, then should I ask that old man to help him with beast taming?'

After leaving Henrick's cultivation abode, the sect leader Gamos thought in his head.

'Sigh...I will use that chance to request him to teach beast taming to Henrick then,'

After some thinking, Gamos sighed and decided.

Just like every profession, there were many beast taming methods to tame the wild beast. Along with those taming methods, there was much to learn about it and if one had a good master then with little effort, they could become a good beast tamer.

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In Henrick's cultivation abode,

The baby fire money was sleeping after eating 21 high-level fire fruits and along with the remnant energy from the fruits it ate back in the beast mountain, it would take the baby fire money for a while before it could wake up.

Seeing that, Henrick didn't say anything as he knew how beneficial the high-level fruits were for low-level fire beasts like fire monkeys. So, he didn't disturb it.

"There is no time to waste for him. I will go and meet with elder Alaster,"

Henrick didn't waste any more time as he left the baby fire money in his cultivation abode and went to meet the vice-leader of the weapon hall.

Soon, Henrick reached the gate of the weapon's hall and he noticed a couple of shirtless disciples who were entirely covered in sweat.

'They must be weapon hall's disciples,'

Henrick silently thought in his head because it was clearly evident that they were taking some break from weapon-refining.

Nevertheless, he didn't speak with them as he directly started walking into the weapon's hall.

"What do you want?"

Just as he entered the courtyard of the weapon's hall, one of the two weapon hall's disciples stopped Henrick and asked him.

"I am here to meet vice leader Alaster,"

Henrick calmly replied to them for his purpose of visit.

"Huh? To meet the vice leader?"

The two disciples raised their brows as they heard Henrick's words and one of the disciple whispered to another before he ran away.

"Yes,"

Henrick nodded his head and started walking into the building without bothering with the disciple.

"Did I ask you to leave?"

The shirtless disciple was angered when he saw Henrick walk away and hurriedly walked in front of Henrick and stood in his way.

"Huh? Do I need to have your permission to enter the weapon hall?"

Henrick raised his brows as he felt something was wrong with this disciple with muscles.

"I am the seventh disciple of Master Marcel. Now, what do you think?"

The young man with muscles revealed a proud look as he revealed his status.

"Huh?"

However, Henrick who didn't know the names of almost everyone in the outer sect revealed a puzzled look as he asked with a nonchalant look on his face, "So what? Also, who is Master Marcel?"

The thing is that the disciple was not polite from the beginning as though he owns the weapon hall. So, Henrick didn't bother to give any respect to him.

"What?"

The muscled-young man nearly fell to the ground when he heard Henrick's words because that disciple in front of him didn't know his master.

"Are you for real?"

Suppressing his shock, the young man asked Henrick once again to get a clear confirmation.

"I really don't know who that is,"

However, Henrick shook his head with a helpless look on his face.

'Damn it...I never meet anyone other than my master, elder shi and Nick and yesterday I meet Elder Alaster and today morning I got to know about it from my master,'

Henrick silently thought in his head as he recalled his life in the outer sect.

"Haha….Brat, this is the funniest thing I have ever heard,"

All of a sudden, the young man in front of Henrick started laughing out loud as he said to Henrick.

"I think I need to jog your memory a little. So that you can remember my master's name,"

In the next second, the young man stopped laughing and looked at Henrick as though he was going to beat the shit out of him.

"Huh? What are you trying to do?"

Henrick took a couple of steps back as he asked the young man in front of him with a frown on his face.

When he heard the young man's words, Henrick felt the young man wanted to start a fight with him for apparently no reason. 

'Master said that it was strictly prohibited from fighting in the outer sect expect for the fighting arena,'

The reason he took a couple of steps was not that he feared the young man; instead, he wanted to have some gap between them for some reason.

"Didn't I say, I will try to jog your memory? I am going to do that,"

The young man didn't waste any more time as he directly rushed towards Henrick with his full speed and tried to punch him in his abdomen.

'Stare'

Henrick didn't move from his place as he lightly used his 'Ancient fire demon stare'.

'Aargh'

All of a sudden, the incoming young man felt he was rushing into a bloodthirsty monster and tried to stop in his tracks; however, his speed was so much that he was unable to control it. So, he just changed his directions and ran into the wall and collided with it.

'Dah'

The one-meter thick wall was built with some strong material that didn't even budge a little even after his slamming into it.

After hitting the wall, the young man fell flat onto the ground as he looked at Henrick upside down.

'Don't kill me….Don't kill me

All of a sudden, the young man stood straight and kneeled in front of Henrick as he slammed his head to the ground and begged Henrick not to kill him.

'Tsk'

Henrick just shook his head as he turned back and entered the building to meet his half-master.

'Actually, what is his problem? So what if his master has the title of 'Master'?'

While walking into the building, Henrick regarded the young man with muscles that had no brains in his head and stopped thinking about it.

'Please don't kill me,'

'Thud'

'Please don't kill me,'

'Thud'

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As for the young man with muscles, he didn't notice that Henrick had already left from there and continued to slam his head to the ground.

After seeing the 'fire demon stare' from Henrick, that young man was afraid so much that he barely became crazy and still he didn't know what he was doing.

"Junior brother Kubin, what happened to you?"

While he was busy slamming his head to the ground and begging Henrick not to kill him, that young man heard the familiar voice that made him came out of what he was doing and at the same time his fear disappeared.