The Man’s Decree

“I don’t want to ride your divine turtle. If I need one, I can just tame another.” Montane Daemon shook his head.

Montane Daemon’s right. Someone as powerful as him certainly can tame another divine turtle without much effort if the

spirit ship sinks. I suppose that’s why he released that one. Confused, Jared asked, “In that case, why are you stopping

us?”

“I want to know who you learned Sacred Light Fist from,” questioned Montane Daemon with a serious expression.

“I learned it from an expert,” answered Jared. He didn’t explicitly mention Whalreth’s name because many people hated

demons in the Ethereal Realm. If he said he had cultivated with a demon, it would incur unnecessary misunderstandings.

Montane Daemon followed up with another question, “Which expert?”

“That’s…” Jared hesitated.

“Why are you asking so many questions? He isn’t obliged to reveal who taught him that technique.” Quinley frowned

slightly. Can’t Montane Daemon see Jared doesn’t want to say it? Why does he keep pressing for an answer?

Jared. “Your Sacred Light Fist is pure

Whalreth’s lineage. However, according to what I

crumbled afterward. That’s why no one can unleash such a

nowadays.”

Montane Daemon’s words, Jared grew quiet for a moment. Then, he said, “I suppose there’s no

Yes, I learned

Daemon was astonished to learn that. “That’s impossible! Elder

he had said

enough to catch what Montane Daemon said and frowned. “Elder

Cultivator of Whalreth’s

Montane Daemon nodded. “That’s right. I am a Demonic Cultivator who belongs to

learned all kinds of techniques so that I could change my aura on a whim. It’s my method of preventing

a demon. However, because of that, my growth

I can one day clear my lineage’s name. Elder Whalreth

the disciples and grand-disciples who met him before are all dead. How is it possible that

you

couldn’t believe Jared was telling the

Whalreth didn’t perish. Someone sealed his soul remnant inside Pentacarna Tower

return, he taught me Sacred Light Fist. He even said that