Weapon Hall

John stood there for a moment before shaking his head in pity for the Elder.

'Poor bastard. I killed his disciple, and now he wants me to replace that dead disciple. This guy really has the worst luck.'

While John did feel a bit of pity for the Elder, he wasn't going to decline this opportunity. The Elder had raised Damon, who ended up killing Russell, so with this in mind, John didn't want to give Elder Praxx any mercy.

John put such thoughts aside and strode out of his small house. The morning sun illuminated the sect with bright light, making the normally ominous looking sect look quite normal at the moment.

'What should I do today? Elder Praxx said the placement battles are next week, so I have a week to kill before I can become his disciple. I guess I'll explore the sect a bit more, maybe buy a weapon and some pills if any are worth buying.'