A Man Like None Other

“I got you the token to enter the Celestial Battlefield, Mr. Chance! I’ll fight Artan if he refuses to let you in!” Montane Daemon said while handing Jared a token.

“Thank you, Mr. Daemon. Is it mandatory for everyone to obtain a token for entry?” Jared asked.

Igor nodded. “That’s right. Everyone needs to have a token to get in. While one can exchange spirit coins or resources to obtain a normal token, the one you have is a VIP token. It will allow you to enter the Celestial Battlefield before those with normal tokens. VIP tokens are extremely rare. Only the top six demonic sects have them. Some are given to other sects within Demonia Mountain. The one you currently hold belongs to Mr. Daemon himself.”

Montane Daemon shot Igor a displeased look. “Why did you tell him that, Igor?”

Montane Daemon had told Jared that he got the VIP token from the head of Creston Sect so that Jared wouldn’t feel bad about accepting it.

Having been to several Celestial Battlefields in the past, I’m not interested in

knew that Montane Daemon was only saying that to make him feel better. After all, there wasn’t a single person

a hearty chuckle. “You’re an elder to me, Mr. Chance. There’s no need to thank me for giving you

them were all staring at Jared in envy. A VIP

Chance. While there are rules in place that forbid private duels, people might still attempt to steal your token. They will only acknowledge

Lothian. I will be extra careful,” Jared replied while

way, it would be impossible for anyone to steal it from

Daemon and

Creston Sect ever again, Jared decided to shop around and see if he could find

called out from behind,