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.

Marcelo walked toward Jared and asked, “As the master of Deragon Sect, what are you doing in such a backcountry like this,

the Garcia family of Southwest Region, are here. So why can't I come here

spiritual sense enveloped the elderly man

move because he could tell that, among Marcelo's entourage, only the elderly man posed

the elderly man's power, a terrifying aura suddenly poured

strength of a Greater Martial Arts

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

for the ten-thousand-year herb, I'd advise you to beat it. With so many people setting

response. “I owe you my gratitude, then, Mr. Garcia. However, I like crowds, so

“Let me be honest with you, Jared. The Garcia family will be taking the ten-thousand-year herb. I hope you won't stand in our way, or else...”

sense enveloped the elderly man next

radiated from Marcelo as he spoke.

murderous aura radiated from Marcelo

ten-thousand-year herb has no owner; anybody can take it. Is this a threat?”