A Man Like None Other

“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?

according to what I know, Whalreth was destroyed after the Celestial Battle.

said, “I suppose there’s no point in hiding the truth

Elder Whalreth, he- Suddenly, he shut his mouth,

enough to catch what Montane Daemon said and frowned. “Elder Whalreth? Does that mean you’re a

techniques so that I could change my aura on a whim. It’s my method of preventing others from realizing I’m a demon.

day clear my lineage’s name. Elder Whalreth has been dead for thousands of years. Even the disciples

couldn’t believe Jared was telling the truth

and rescued him. In return, he taught me Sacred Light Fist. He even said that if I had the opportunity to do so, I should

didn’t I see him?” Montane Daemon grew so emotional

know for now because he’s only a soul