"How did you learn secret arts? How could you possibly use secret arts? How could your mastery of secret arts be so high?!!!" Questions bombarded Naimus from the Shadow Man.
The Secret Arts Branch sounded exceedingly mysterious, but in reality, it was barely more than a roadside outfit.
There were only a handful of them.
In all of Silver City, there were only a dozen or so people cultivating the path of secret arts.
Some of them were even apprentices.
It was not that they did not want to expand, but that they simply had no money.
The Secret Arts Branch had risen because of Silver City's unique resource cards, and it had also declined because of them.
The materials were too expensive.
Cultivating secret arts required one to perceive the properties of all kinds of casting materials, and every casting consumed such materials.
It was essentially the same as fighting with money.
If someone was a genius, it was manageable. They could minimize waste and make the materials deliver their proper effects.
In this way, materials could produce more materials, allowing them to develop.
But that was precisely where secret arts became difficult. Many fools simply could not avoid wasting materials.
With such losses, let alone development, even becoming self-sufficient was difficult.
Under these circumstances, the Secret Arts Branch gradually declined.
They could only barely cling on in Silver City. The only reason they still existed was because some experts remained. They were sentimental and wanted the Secret Arts Branch to continue.
Of course, they also clung to one hope—finding a true genius who could restore the Secret Arts Branch to glory.
According to some of the old-timers, the Secret Arts Branch had once been glorious as well.
Back then, the Secret Arts Branch could suppress those who practiced