A Man Like None Other

“Master.” Edgar rushed over to the elderly man’s side once he saw him.

Ryker also raced over to the elderly man and respectfully greeted him, “Master Derrell.”

Derrell nodded his head in response, then turned to Zion. “President Zeigler, three days is too short. Seven days. Give me seven days, and I’ll help elevate Edgar’s capabilities to a whole new level.”

Everyone was stunned by Derrell’s promise. After all, cultivation wasn’t child’s play. There was no shortcut to ascending to another level within a short period unless one practiced the Demonic Cultivation methods. That was why so many cultivators went down that path.

“Master Derrell, isn’t it a haste to break through to another level within seven days? Is that even possible?” Zion asked skeptically.

“President Zeigler, Edgar was already at the crucial phase and would reach the Eighth Level Martial Arts Grandmaster soon. He hadn’t planned to participate in the Trial initially. In that case, I have the confidence to ensure he reaches the Top Level of Martial Arts Grandmaster by year-end. However, his return had wasted too much time already, so I had no choice but to come all the way here myself. I even brought along an amp pill to give him a boost,” Derrell explained.

understood after Derrell’s explanation. He was slightly envious

in the Trial initially. I was the one who asked

Edgar fail to achieve anything from the Trial, he had also gotten beat by Jared

too late to regret now. Luckily, Master Derrell willingly came all

men to renovate the monastery so that you can receive more

since he is my disciple. I’ll need your help to

course, I’ll get to it

ordered his men to clear out a compound and forbade anyone from

Mr. Edgar will win his battle against Jared. However, please don’t kill Jared in the arena. I’ll need him to live temporarily. Kindly inform Mr. Edgar

assured, President Zeigler. I

Ryker nodded.