The Man's Decree

“I don’t want to ride your divine turtle. If I need one, I can just tame another.” Montane Daemon shook his head.

Montane Daemon’s right. Someone as powerful as him certainly can tame another divine turtle without much effort if the spirit ship sinks. I suppose that’s why he released that one. Confused, Jared asked, “In that case, why are you stopping us?”

“I want to know who you learned Sacred Light Fist from,” questioned Montane Daemon with a serious expression.

“I learned it from an expert,” answered Jared. He didn’t explicitly mention Whalreth’s name because many people hated demons in the Ethereal Realm. If he said he had cultivated with a demon, it would incur unnecessary misunderstandings. Montane Daemon followed up with another question, “Which expert?”

“That’s…” Jared hesitated.

“Why are you asking so many questions? He isn’t obliged to reveal who taught him that technique.” Quinley frowned slightly. Can’t Montane Daemon see Jared doesn’t want to say it? Why does he keep pressing for an answer?

to what I know, Whalreth was destroyed after the Celestial Battle. Moreover, his lineage crumbled afterward. That’s why no one

there’s no point in

Daemon was astonished to learn that. “That’s impossible! Elder Whalreth, he- Suddenly, he shut his mouth, realizing he had said something he

and frowned. “Elder Whalreth? Does that mean you’re a Demonic Cultivator of

right. I am a Demonic Cultivator who belongs to Whalreth’s lineage. To survive, I learned all kinds of techniques so that I could change my aura on a whim. It’s

Elder Whalreth has been dead for thousands of years. Even the disciples and grand-disciples

believe Jared was telling the truth because it was too

I chanced upon him and rescued him. In return, he taught me Sacred Light Fist. He even said that if I had the opportunity to do

Whalreth isn’t dead? He returned to Demonia Mountain? Why didn’t I see him?” Montane Daemon grew so emotional that his

now because he’s only a soul remnant. Maybe he’ll reappear