A Man Like None Other

Although the black tortoiseshell could only withstand one hit before it was ruined, that single instance was enough to save their lives.

At that moment, the holy maidens looked toward Jared, their gazes filled with admiration.

Although Jared was only a Third Level Tribulator, he was an array master. In Ethereal Realm, array masters and alchemists were both highly respected.

The fact that Jared was an array master meant that his cultivation level wasn’t particularly high. After all, he had devoted most of his energy to mastering arcane arrays.

Bianca stepped forward, respectfully saying, “Many thanks, Mr. Chance. We will be following Ms. Nieva’s orders and ensure your safety throughout the journey.”

After they had received such valuable gifts, it would have been rude for them to go against Jared.

Listening to Bianca’s words, Jared simply responded with a faint smile. “Just focus on keeping yourselves safe. If possible, I’ll do my best to bring you all back.”

Jared’s words instantly caused Bianca’s grateful expression to darken.

The other holy maidens were also glaring at Jared, clearly dissatisfied with his comment.

“So, are you saying that you’re stronger than all ten of us combined?” Bianca asked Jared.

did not respond. Instead, it was Nieva who spoke up. “That’s right. Even if all of you gang up on Mr. Chance, you wouldn’t be able to harm him in the slightest. All you need to do is obey him during the journey. Now, go out and have some

finished speaking, she turned around and walked

holy maidens were discontent, no one dared to contradict

merely chuckled without uttering a

their departure, the ten holy maidens descended the mountain

whether they would return alive from their journey to the polar region, so they had to live it

gone to rest in his room. He had spent the entire night engraving

be in his best condition as

moonlight had already filled the room,

the moonlight, making the outside appear

the gusts of cold wind sweeping over him, a sensation

ordinary person would probably struggle to last a day. But for cultivators like Jared, the severe

up, settling himself atop

a figure gracefully practicing martial arts in Nieva’s

training with a longsword

of her attire, a sight that left Jared

knew who it was,

in his nose, followed by a few drops

no evil, hear

turned around, reciting the

this? I swear she is