A Man Like None Other

Jared cast a glance, realizing that all these individuals were Seventh or Eighth Level Tribulators. Their strength was certainly not to be underestimated.

“Mr. Lorenzo, why are you seeking out Mr. Chance instead of hunting for treasures up in the mountains?”

At that moment, Felipe stepped forward, addressing the gray-clad alchemist.

“Felipe, Freya, I can’t believe you two siblings are here too. I’d advise you two to mind your own business. We’re only after Jared. It has nothing to do with you siblings,” the alchemist in grey said.

“Are you after the hundred-year offering of the Demon Seal Alliance?” asked Jared.

“Indeed, once you’re out of the picture, we’ll retrieve the hundred-year offering of the Demon Seal Alliance. The resources will be more than enough to sustain our group’s cultivation for a hundred years,” the alchemist exclaimed.

“Hmph, it’s laughable that a group like you could even dream of killing me and seizing the hundred-year offering of the Demon-Sealing Alliance,” Jared said with a face full of disdain.

“You, a Sixth Level Tribulator, dare to boast shamelessly. Don’t think for a second that we can’t handle you.” The alchemist in grey drew out a long sword.

Others also drew their weapons, ready to strike at Jared at any moment.

Upon observing the situation, Sigurd and Viola both assumed their stances.

Felipe and Freya too, stood protectively in front of Jared.

“Are you two siblings courting death as well?” The grey-robed alchemist furrowed his brow and asked.

no way we can just sit back and do nothing,” Felipe

right, then today you both shall

alchemist in grey finished speaking, he got ready to

I can handle a few cultivators in the Tribulation phase all by myself.” Jared instructed

or eighth level tribulator wasn’t

blatant disregard for the cultivators in the tribulation phase, Felipe and Freya couldn’t help but look visibly

was merely a Sixth Level Tribulator, yet he had the audacity to

be careful not to get splattered with

caution,

situation,

help, wouldn’t

aware of Jared’s capabilities. A few Seventh and Eighth Level Tribulators couldn’t possibly defeat

appeared rather taken aback, unsure of what

over here too. Let Mr. Chance handle it by

sharing the same last name, Sigurd felt

Felipe and Freya slowly

air. The remaining people

blame it on your

alchemist in grey took the first swing at

Jared’s lips. Surprisingly, he didn’t dodge or draw any weapon. Instead, a soft golden glow began to radiate all

the situation, the others also