A Man Like None Other

“Help! Help!”

Not long after Jared and his companions had departed, they suddenly heard desperate cries for help.

The cries for help were emanating from a young girl, and they sounded urgent.

Initially, Jared had no intention of getting involved. After all, within the Celestial Battlefield, all sorts of people could be found. Everyone was in search of treasure.

Since it was a quest for treasure, they were mentally prepared to encounter all sorts of situations.

Just as Jared was about to pretend he hadn’t heard anything and continue walking, he spotted a disheveled young girl, no older than seventeen or eighteen, running towards him in a state of panic.

The girl had fair skin, and her features were delicate and refined. At first glance, she was a beauty. Moreover, her aura was not weak at all. Surprisingly, she was even a Tribulator.

At such a young age, she had already become a Tribulator. If she wasn’t naturally intelligent, then she must have had a powerful backing, or perhaps she was an heiress of a certain sect.

an abundance of resources could sustain cultivation. Just like those impoverished mountain dwellers, even though they were

girl’s forehead was drenched in cold

Demonic

surrender obediently…” Those Demonic Cultivators had lecherous

ran forward as fast as she could. However, when she saw Jared, she abruptly halted and looked at him with a face full of

associated with those Demonic

Demonic Cultivators behind her were

Catina and Feenix. Being of the

bypassed Jared and ran straight

Feenix with a look of

the girl, their hearts filled with worry. They reassured her, “Don’t be afraid. We are here. No one will harm

they unexpectedly cracked a smile. “Haha! What a great day! We’ve been graced with the presence of two beauties.

on Catina and her companions, completely oblivious to Jared,

with anger, questioned the two Demonic Cultivators, “You two are Demonic Cultivators. How could you bully a girl? Have you no

Celestial Battlefield, what use is there for shame? Moreover, this is Demonia Mountain, the territory of us, the Demonic Cultivators. What else

territory of the

and follow our orders. As long as you keep us comfortable, your lives will be spared. I can see that you’re not virgins anymore. Accompanying us for some fun won’t be a big deal.” Another Demonic Cultivator was growing impatient,