At the Divine Smithing Sect, an airship hovered above the place.

Hammerhead, along with numerous of his disciples, rushed out, their faces marked with confusion as they gazed at the airship hovering in mid-air.

Several elders from the sect leaped into the air, swiftly surrounding the airship. One of them, his voice sharp with fury, shouted, “Who dares intrude upon the sacred grounds of the Divine Smithing Sect? Leave at once, or suffer the consequences of your insolence!”

Jared looked at the elder before him and smiled.

These people were all rescued by Jared from Rudy’s clutches.

“Greetings, esteemed elders. It’s been a while. How are you doing?” He slowly emerged from the airship.

around him, exclaiming, “So it’s you, Mr. Chance! We didn’t

escorted Jared to the main hall

thanks to the collective efforts of its members. Majestic buildings now stood tall, a stark contrast to the humble state the sect was

saw Jared, his face was filled with excitement. “Mr. Chen, I didn’t expect you to come. I apologize for being

aware that the sect’s prosperity was largely attributed to Jared’s

him, their faces brimming with enthusiasm and respect, each eager to express their

grew even deeper as he

such extraordinary hospitality toward Jared. The sight left Cloud profoundly shaken. Unaware of Jared’s deep-rooted connection with the sect, he found himself unable

assume your visit to our sect has a purpose. Please, feel free to share your request. If

to be honest, I’ve come here to repair the Dragonslayer Sword in my possession. It has sustained damage, and the spirit within it is injured and unable to separate from the sword body. I need the Sworder’s expertise to

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255