A Man Like None Other

Feenix and Cloud also shared concerns about Jared, aware that dealing with those Demonic Cultivators was no easy task. Amidst the worry, Jared, accompanied by Misho and the others, had already discovered them.

“Mr. Chance, are you all right?” Cloud rushed to greet Jared upon seeing him.

“Grandpa!” Izolda, spotting Misho unharmed, exclaimed happily.

“We’re fine. The Demonic Cultivators have been driven away,” Misho conveyed with a slight smile.

Upon seeing Jared arrive, Tamazi approached and said, “Supreme Alchemist, while Mr. Chevalier’s injuries aren’t severe, traversing the Mount Crimson range on foot would be challenging. He needs a couple of days of rest. Perhaps you could take a look?” Acknowledging his own limitations compared to Jared, Tamazi spoke humbly.

Jared glanced at Hamish and responded, “His meridians are injured and indeed require rest. However, we need to find a safe place first.” “With demon beasts and now, Demonic Cultivators, roaming the Mount Crimson range, where can we find a safe haven?” Tamazi asked helplessly.

range for

present, they tend to avoid that area. There’s a cave I’ve entered before. It

wasn’t surprising that he knew of places others did

in it? If that’s the case, there might be

when I discovered it,” Hamish admitted. “But after a thorough inspection, I found nothing. I even suspected there might be a treasure hidden there, but I never found anything.” “Let’s rest in that cave for a day and continue once Mr. Chevalier has

Mount Crimson range. The recent

proceeded toward the

Xanthus and others. What appeared to be a certain

would have thought this kid

almost lost!” Xanthus cursed, seething

targeting Jared in the Mount Crimson