A Man Like None Other

Montane Daemon immediately knew what Jared was astonished by and smiled faintly. “Mr. Chance, I frequently change my aura and control my cultivation when I’m out and about. If I don’t do this, I’ll expose my identity. My aura is ever-changing, but they’re always weaker than my original one. Only my true aura is much more powerful. Since I’m on Demonia Mountain right now, I have no need to conceal my aura. What you’re seeing right now is my true strength.”

His explanation enlightened Jared. I thought he raised his cultivation by several levels in such a short time.

“Are you here in Creston Sect to discuss something too, Mr. Daemon?” asked Dalton.

“I am. Since the prominent demons from Demonia Mountain are gathered here, I came, too.” Montane Daemon smiled.

“Head inside, then, Mr. Daemon. My master has already gone in.”

you guys

Chance and his companions aren’t demons, we can’t bring them in. My master asked us to show Mr. Chance and his companions around. Since we’re on Demonia Mountain,

“That Solavar b*stard’s getting cocky, huh? Well, I’m going to see what’s going on. I don’t care what rule I’m breaking. I’m taking

eager to fight

the place, Mr. Daemon. I only hope I can enter the Celestial Battlefield when

you definitely will. I’ll see to it. If Solavar dares to make

bidding Montane Daemon goodbye, Jared and the others walked

lively spot with many

of Creston Sect. Many of Mr. Solavar’s magical items are kept inside. All of them can be sold or exchanged. If you’re interested, I

“Sure!” Jared nodded.

interested in the Demonic Cultivators’ magical

aback by its vastness. Jared speculated that a spatial magecraft was at play, given the stark contrast between the modest exterior