A Man Like None Other

“I don’t want to ride your divine turtle. If I need one, I can just tame another.” Montane Daemon shook his head.

Montane Daemon’s right. Someone as powerful as him certainly can tame another divine turtle without much effort if the

spirit ship sinks. I suppose that’s why he released that one. Confused, Jared asked, “In that case, why are you stopping

us?”

“I want to know who you learned Sacred Light Fist from,” questioned Montane Daemon with a serious expression.

“I learned it from an expert,” answered Jared. He didn’t explicitly mention Whalreth’s name because many people hated

demons in the Ethereal Realm. If he said he had cultivated with a demon, it would incur unnecessary misunderstandings.

Montane Daemon followed up with another question, “Which expert?”

“That’s…” Jared hesitated.

“Why are you asking so many questions? He isn’t obliged to reveal who taught him that technique.” Quinley frowned

slightly. Can’t Montane Daemon see Jared doesn’t want to say it? Why does he keep pressing for an answer?

Quinley, Montane Daemon kept staring at Jared. “Your Sacred Light Fist is pure

Whalreth’s lineage. However, according to what I know, Whalreth was destroyed after

lineage crumbled afterward. That’s why no one

nowadays.”

hearing Montane Daemon’s words, Jared grew quiet for a moment. Then, he said, “I suppose there’s

I learned Sacred Light Fist directly from

that. “That’s impossible! Elder Whalreth, he- Suddenly, he shut

had said something

what Montane Daemon said and frowned. “Elder Whalreth? Does

Cultivator of

Montane Daemon nodded. “That’s right. I am a Demonic Cultivator who belongs to

change my aura on a whim. It’s my method of preventing

demon. However, because of that, my growth has stagnated for

waiting at Demonia Mountain, hoping I can one day clear my lineage’s name. Elder

the disciples and grand-disciples who met him before are all

you

Jared was telling the truth because

Someone sealed his soul remnant inside

Sacred Light Fist. He even said that