A Man Like None Other

No ordinary human would dare take another step if they were passing through.

Just as Jared was scouting their surroundings with his spiritual sense, other auras enveloped them.

While Jared was investigating them, they, too, were checking him out.

Like circling anacondas, they jabbed and probed without making a move. Each knew it was a waste of energy to fight the other before the ten-thousand-year herb materialized, and only a fool would do so.

Having also sensed that a series of auras had come forth to investigate them, Flaxseed raised a charm with a grunt, traced the air with his finger, and a gentle aura melded with Jared's.

In that way, they concealed part of their true power. It would not do to let the enemy know their true strength, or they would lose their element of surprise.

Jared followed Flaxseed and Jessica to the birthplace of the ten-thousand-year herb and stopped at their destination. However, they were not the only ones there. It was evident that many others had also deduced the exact location.

Jared and asked, “As the master of Deragon Sect, what are

of the Garcia family of

he spoke, his spiritual sense enveloped the elderly man next

Marcelo's entourage,

elderly man's power, a

strength of a Greater Martial Arts

drained from Flaxseed's and Jessica's faces. Evidently, they had also

herb, I'd advise you to beat it. With so many people setting their sights on the ten-thousand-year herb, you'll never get to have your hands

you my gratitude, then, Mr. Garcia. However, I like crowds, so I'll head

be persuaded otherwise, Marcelo said, “Let me be honest with you, Jared. The Garcia family will be taking

spiritual sense enveloped the elderly man next to

murderous aura radiated from Marcelo as

radiated from Marcelo as he

anybody can take it. Is this a threat?” Jared