My Cultivation System

Even though Master Marcel was not as skilful as Alaster in weapon refining, he was much stronger in his cultivation because he had powerful parents as cultivators, unlike Alaster who came from a non-cultivator background. 

Started as a working disciple and reached till now with his hard work and a little bit of luck along with his master\'s guidance.

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Master Marcel was level 1 grandmaster where Alaster was only level 5 master realm. There was a huge difference between their strengths and there was no way Alaster could live after receiving the full power punch from Master Marcel.

\'Huh? Why is he not showing any fear even when I am trying to kill him?\'

Master Marcel felt something was not right when he saw the mocking look on Alaster\'s face; however, he didn\'t stop rushing towards him.

\'Why is he here?\'

All of a sudden, Master Marcel glanced at Henrick and he was shocked because he knew who he was.

\'If he was here, then that means….,\'

He didn\'t dare to think further before his heart was filled with fear and hurriedly tried to stop himself from attacking Alaster.

However, everything happened so fast that he was unable to stop himself as his hand moved towards Alaster\'s jaws.

It took him only a couple of seconds to reach Alaster from his place; however, he was able to think so much in such a short time. However, in the end, he was unable to retract his hand or stop his body.

\'Swoosh\'

\'Slash\'

\'Kacha\'

\'Aargh\'

Just when his punch was about to land on Alaster\'s jaws, a light streak came from out of nowhere and slashed Master Marcel\'s arm which was about to punch Alaster.

Within a second, a bone-cracking sound followed by a painful groan resounded in the weapon\'s hall that made Elder Lang, Louis and others shiver. Moreover, the sight of blood pumping out of Master Marcel\'s amputated arm made them step back unconsciously.

\'Damn it...is he here?\'

Master Marcel endured the pain coming from his amputated arm and hurriedly tossed a couple of healing pills into his mouth before stopping the bleeding from his amputated arm.

Moreover, he also knew who was the one that made him handicapped and hurriedly looked at his surroundings to find where he was.

"Swoosh"

All of a sudden behind him, a silhouette appeared and said, "Master Marcel? What a joke you are?"

As soon as the silhouette appeared behind Master Marcel, he continued to mock him before coming to the point, "Just because you have the backing from the inner sect doesn\'t make you all high and mighty. This time I am only leaving you by revoking your leader\'s position and a single hand. At least now try to change."

"Sect leader Gamos,"

Master Marcel knew who it was and without turning back, he called the name in a deep and angry tone.

When he looked at Henrick, Master Marcel already understood many things like why Alaster didn\'t fear anything and openly said many things.

All those things were cleared just by a single glance at Henrick.

That\'s right!

He already knew who Henrick was because he was present when the sect leader Gamos took Henrick as his personal disciple. So, how could he forget his face?

Moreover, he guessed that the sect leader Gamos must be the one who gave Alaster all the weapons to complete the deal.

"No matter how loud you shout my name, no one is going to fear you today,"

The sect leader Gamos scoffed at Master Marcel and walked towards Henrick with a slight smile on his face.

\'How?\'

Henrick was shocked as he didn\'t expect his master to come here in the middle of the night.

"Sect leader Gamos, do you dare to kill me? If not I will definitely take revenge on you for today\'s incident,"

Even though Master Marcel had lost his arm, he still had an arrogant look on his face as he replied to the sect leader Gamos with an evil smile on his face.

"As I said already, I am letting you go with just your leader position and a single hand. If you don\'t want to live anymore, you can try coming back to take revenge, at that time, I will not show you any mercy,"

The sect leader Gamos didn\'t even bother to look at Master Marcel as he said to Henrick, "Let\'s go."

He didn\'t even bother to glance at Master Marcel and his disciples and slowly walked towards the exit of the weapon hall.

"I know you will not dare to kill me because of my godfather...Haha,"

Except for the pain, losing a hand didn\'t bother Master Marcel much because he had many ways to attack the hand back with the help of his godfather. 

Also, he was sure that the sect leader Gamos would not kill because of his godfather. So, he intentionally mocked the sect leader.

\'Is he tired of dying or what?\'

Until now, Henrick thought Master Marcel was an intelligent person; however, after hearing his latest words, Henrick shook his head and looked back at Master Marcel like an idiot who was about to die.

In Henrick\'s view, no matter what, angering someone powerful enough to kill them was the most foolish thing to do when they had already lost a hand.

"Haha"

Hearing those words, the sect leader Gamos started laughing which made Master Marcel stay silent.

"Do you think I still fear your godfather? If you think like that, then change your views. You godfather can\'t even touch a single strand of my hair,"

After he stopped laughing, the sect leader Gamos replied to Master Marcel as he continued, "I already punished you enough for today and as for why I am leaving you with your life intact was not because of your so-called godfather but it was because of your father,"

The sect leader Gamos scoffed at him and said one last thing, "If I see you in the weapon hall, I will kill you myself."

After that, he looked at Alaster, "You are not the new leader of the weapon hall and if you have requests for your weapon hall, just ask me."

After finishing his words, the sect leader Gamos left along with Henrick without bothering to look at Master Marcel.

"Why...why...why?"

After hearing the sect leader Gamos\' words, something inside Master Marcel\'s heart was broken and tears started coming out uncontrollably.

Till now, he didn\'t like his father who never praised him in his life; however, thinking carefully about it, deep down, inside his heart, Master Marcel knew that his father took care of many things for me and never hit him or others hit him in his whole life.

To be honest, this was the first time someone had attacked him in his whole life.

\'Father, I am sorry. I am too late to realize that,\'

\'Bam\'

\'Bam\'

All of a sudden, Master Marcel slammed his head onto the floor and started crying begging forgiveness from his late father.

He didn\'t even bother about Elder Land and others as he continued to do it until someone stopped him.

"This is from your father,"