A Man Like None Other

“Are you targeting me?” Jared asked Ararat directly.

“What makes you say that?” Ararat raised an eyebrow.

“Come on! At your level, no one’s getting past the second floor. There’s no way to clear this trial!” Jared snapped, visibly angry.

“You’ve got real skill, yet you hide it and pretend you’re just an Ultimate Realm Level Three cultivator. You can deceive others, but I can’t push back?” Ararat chuckled.

“I am an Ultimate Realm Level Three cultivator. When did I ever lie to you?” Jared shouted, his fury boiling over.

“Impossible! No one at Ultimate Realm Level Three has that kind of power!” Ararat refused to believe it.

“Check for yourself. I won’t move. Go on, see what level I’ve reached!” Jared threw his arms wide, daring Ararat to confirm it.

Without hesitation, Ararat sent out a wave of spiritual sense to probe Jared’s body. “Huh? You really are at level three. That’s… Insane…”

He was clearly stunned.

beaten to a pulp over nothing…” Jared

you the clearance imprint right now so

imprint. Just tell me your name,” Jared said, wiping blood

polite nod. “You’re strong for your age. I’m guessing you’ve got a solid background. What’s your

Chance,” said. “Tell me something. Did you choose to be a guardian, or

explained that all these so-called

for this dump?” Ararat scoffed. “I got locked up here. In fact, I let most cultivators pass this level.

a bad guy,” Jared said.

say,” Ararat replied, shaking his head

out, what would you offer in return?” Jared asked

got the prisoner imprint. I can’t leave unless someone lifts it. I’ll give you the imprint.

Chance isn’t

Kishor stepped into view.

disbelief. “Kishor? You’re here?

floor. Never thought you’d be guarding the second.”

know each other?”