Picking up the item Collins had for him, Vicente readily understood what it was all about.
"A Cursed Compass?" He asked as he looked at the rat-faced fellow.
Collins smiled, showing his perfectly aligned, white teeth. "Indeed. A Cursed Compass."
"How did you get it, master? I thought it would be extremely difficult to get one of them below the 8th stage of cultivation," Vicente said as he hesitated to store such an item in his spatial ring.
He had more than one reason for this. Not only was the item too special for him to accept right away, but it was also something famous for Real Sorcerers, something that supposedly could find elements compatible with rituals.
The problem was that the item in Vicente's hands now only had one classification: Eighth Class!
Something like this could identify materials of the same classification, in other words, materials useful to a Real Sorcerer of the 8th stage.
