The Man’s Decree

Jared could only follow the old man and leave helplessly. Not knowing where the old man was taking him, Jared suddenly felt like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Soon, they stopped at a shabby thatched hut with three rooms, more broken down than a doghouse. Sunlight shone into the room through the roof, highlighting its dilapidated state. Inside, it was even shabbier, and there was no one around.

“Senior, you… don’t tell me you live here?” Jared asked, his face full of surprise.

After all, this was the ancestor of the divine pattern of the Duad Formation Sect. He might not live in a grand palace, but at least he should have a decent mansion. What did these thatched huts signify? Was the Duad Formation Sect so poor?

“Why? Do you think this place is too broken? Let me tell you, the elders and masters of the Duad Formation Sect always beg to live here with me,” the old man said. “But I won’t let them come. It’s so peaceful here, and no one disturbs me when I practice. We are all practitioners; we shouldn’t care about the external environment!”

Not caring about the external environment was one thing, but living in such a broken place was another. Jared was speechless.

let me practice with you here?” Jared asked, looking at the

other things to do. How can I accompany you here?” the

anxious. “You accepted me as a disciple, but you won’t teach me? Are you

took out a little white rat from his sleeve, stroked

man let

Jared rolled his eyes in anger. He regretted following the old man. What was this, letting

talking about? This is your senior. When I was practicing, it was the only one who accompanied me. You can’t compare with the divine

little white rat, “Go and set up the formation

was dumbfounded. In this world of heaven and man, formation masters were very rare. But now, a rat could actually set

leave this room. Otherwise, you will be trapped here for the rest of your life!” After saying this, the

“Don’t go, I…”