A Man Like None Other

Upon arriving at Blood Spirit Valley, Jared found Dalton waiting for him at the entrance. Seeing the number of people Jared had brought with him, Dalton quickly approached and asked, “Mr. Chance, who are these people?”

“They are all from Soulless Hall. I encountered them on the way and brought them along. What are you doing here at the valley entrance?”

Jared couldn’t understand why Dalton was waiting at the entrance. It seemed like he was expecting someone.

“I was waiting for you, Mr. Chance,” Dalton replied.

Dalton leaned towards Jared’s ear and whispered, “Mr. Chance, the man who sold you the timepiece has arrived, and he seems quite formidable. He insists on seeing you. He might have come to reclaim the timepiece…”

Dalton assumed that the middle-aged man was there to reclaim the timepiece, so he had been waiting at the entrance to inform Jared in advance and mentally prepare him.

Upon hearing this, Jared was immediately delighted. “Where is he now?”

“He’s inside. Mr. Daemon and my master are attending to him. He’s acting very arrogantly!” Dalton exclaimed.

Ignoring Dalton, Jared ran straight into Blood Spirit Valley.

the middle-aged man was sitting on a recliner,

hint of displeasure, while Montane Daemon was utterly respectful. Upon seeing Jared’s return, both Igor and Montane

Montane Daemon exclaimed in unison. Upon hearing that Jared had

straight up to the middle-aged man and bowed respectfully. “Mr. Whalreth, I’m truly sorry

their faces full of disbelief. Even Whalreth himself was slightly taken aback. Then, he laughed and asked, “How did you

recognize Whalreth when he bought the timepiece. However, upon meeting him now, Jared immediately recognized him, which

flashed an awkward smile and said, “I did meet Mr. Hadad. It was he who saw the timepiece and guessed

implicitly acknowledged his own identity by saying, “Hahaha! So, it’s that old fellow! I knew there was no way you could have comprehended my

Igor and Montane Daemon were utterly dumbfounded. They couldn’t believe that the middle-aged man standing before them, exuding the aura of the beast race, could

asked, “Mr. Whalreth, what’s going on? Why do I sense the aura of the beast race

nor could I reconstruct a physical body. In the end, I had no choice but to inhabit the body of

So, this body originally belonged to a beast race cultivator. No wonder it carries

had the audacity to raise my hand against you. Please forgive me!” Montane Daemon exclaimed as he fell to

especially since Whalreth had just demonstrated the power of the