A Man Like None Other

Upon noticing Serena’s unusual behavior, Jared instantly became alert.

“How could there be another soul within your body? Could it be that you’ve been possessed?” Serena asked in shock.

She felt Faiyar’s soul remnant within Jared.

After all, Soul Demon Sect was highly knowledgeable and sensitive about souls. Therefore, it was only natural that she could sense the presence of a soul within Jared.

“I’m not possessed. Indeed, there’s a soul remnant in my consciousness field. That’s my friend. His physical body was destroyed, and his soul was weak, so I let him stay in my consciousness field,” Jared explained.

Upon hearing Jared refer to him as a friend, Faiyar was deeply moved. For such a long time, Faiyar had been living in Jared’s consciousness field, and the two of them would often communicate.

However, Faiyar had never dared to hope that he could become a friend of Jared.

It was important to note that during this period of time, he had learned most of Jared’s identity and secrets. He himself was merely a minor Demonic Cultivator. He wouldn’t dare to presume to be on par with Jared.

Faiyar, evoking a feeling as if he would be

very important to you, and you trust him deeply. However, no one would dare to casually place another’s soul into their own consciousness field. If the other party harbors ill intentions, takes control of your consciousness, and seizes your body, then you’re done

merely chuckled, offering no

robust souls would find themselves trapped once they entered. It was as

Jared’s body, intending to seize control. However, they were effortlessly slain by

his concern, asking

How about

sustained some internal Injuries! I won’t die!” With a bitter smile, Clifford then turned to Jared and said, “Thank you, my friend, for your timely help. I am eternally

I see you’ve been injured. If not treated promptly, while it may not be life-threatening, I fear it might

terror when he heard that. It was important to note that, for a cultivator,

in shock and asked, “Mr. Chadwick, are you perhaps

rare. Even more so in the depths of Demonia Mountain, alchemists were

cultivation levels, so they wouldn’t easily

merely have a rudimentary knowledge of

Clifford and said, “My friend, please suppress your aura for now. I will help clear the internal bruises in your body, and then after taking the pill,

nodded, and without any hesitation, he concealed his