The Man’s Decree

“What's done is done, so let him do whatever he wants. If it's revenge he seeks, I'll be waiting,” Jared said with a smile, looking unfazed.

Sigurd asked, “Mr. Chance, aren't you staying at my residence? After all, the environment here is much better than at the foot of the mountain.”

“No, thanks. I still prefer to stay with Mr. Samoll.” With that, Jared headed out of the base of Emerald Cauldron Sect.

After he returned to Ghaylen's dilapidated house, Ghaylen stared at the inner court token he had brought back and could not help asking in surprise, “Mr. Chance, you've finished the assessment so soon?”

Jared nodded. “It was quite easy.”

“True. How could an assessment targeted at the outer circle disciples stump you? Since you've passed the assessment, you're also considered a member of Emerald Cauldron Sect. Stay here and cultivate for a few days. When the medicinal pool opens, I'll help you secure a spot. It's just that there are hardly any resources here. I have nothing to give you, so you can only rely on the spiritual energy from the heavens and earth to cultivate,” Ghaylen said with a tinge of guilt. After all, Jared had cured him, yet he had nothing to repay Jared's kindness.

“Thank you, Mr. Samoll. Having the opportunity to enter the medicinal pool is more than enough. How are you feeling?” Jared asked, checking on Ghaylen's condition. If there are no complications, that pill I made yesterday should be able to remove all the poison in his body.

Looking at him gratefully, Ghaylen replied, “I'm feeling much better thanks to your help.”

“You're a man who saves others, so you should live a long life. That's also part of your good karma,” came Jared's reply. Had he not seen how kind-hearted he was, he wouldn't have helped him.

Ghaylen gave a slight smile, then called out, “Zebediah!”

No sooner had he called that name than a young man hurried in. It was the person who had stopped Jared the previous day.

“What can I do for you, Master?” Zebediah Fangleston asked.

“Take Mr. Chance with you and arrange a room for him. Pick a better one,” Ghaylen instructed. Then, he turned to Jared and said, “This is my eldest disciple, Zebediah. He'll take care of your meals and daily needs for the next few days.”

“Thank you, Mr. Samoll,” said Jared.

“Please follow me, Mr. Chance.” Zebediah's tone was respectful as he spoke to Jared.

His attitude toward Jared that day was completely different from before. After all, the latter had saved his master, so he felt immensely grateful. His alchemy skills have also thoroughly impressed me and the others. He can make such high-level pills and produce such beautiful Spirit Clouds. Few in Emerald Cauldron Sect can do so!

Zebediah found Jared a clean room, then said, “Please stay here first, Mr. Chance. The room is a bit plain, but I'll have someone send you three meals a day. And if you wish to walk around, I can accompany you.”