The Man’s Decree

“All right, since you put it that way, I’ll follow your advice.” Quenric nodded, then turned to the elder and ordered, “I command you-go and kill Jared, then bring me his head.”

“Me?” The elder was stunned.

“Yes, you. Didn’t you just say Jared is nothing more than a Ninth Level Tribulator? Killing him should be a mere formality for you, right? Take him down and bring his head back to me. In return, I’ll reward you with a celestial crystal.” Quenric’s tone was laced with mockery.

The elder’s face paled as he waved his hands frantically. “I… I can’t!”

Quenric scoffed. “Then what was all that nonsense just now? If you can’t do it yourself, don’t be so eager to push me into the fire!”

does this mean we’re abandoning the mission?” The elder’s voice grew anxious. “Defying orders is a grave offense. According to the Celestial Palace’s

members of the Tenth Hall-if we don’t seek revenge, others will see us as weak.” Quenric’s

the Celestial Stairway, countless hidden forces are beginning to stir. It’s the perfect opportunity for us to take advantage of the chaos. I’ll issue a Decree of Execution in the name of the Tenth Hall-whoever kills Jared will be rewarded with a hundred thousand celestial crystals.” A cold smile spread

nearly losing his balance. His eyes widened in shock as he

but the Tenth Hall does,” Quenric said with a smirk. “I’m issuing the decree in the Tenth Hall’s name. When the time comes, no matter who kills Jared, they’ll have to demand the reward from Tennyson. Whether he actually pays up or not

at Quenric for a long moment, unsure of

“Hurry up and issue the decree-and make sure the message

placed a death order on Jared, keeping it in effect

in his tone. Issuing such an order in the name of

or the Immortal Realm wouldn’t even spare a glance at the pitiful rewards they offered. But celestial crystals? That’s a different