The Man's Decree

Montane Daemon immediately knew what Jared was astonished by and smiled faintly. “Mr. Chance, I frequently change my aura and control my cultivation when I’m out and about. If I don’t do this, I’ll expose my identity. My aura is ever-changing, but they’re always weaker than my original one. Only my true aura is much more powerful. Since I’m on Demonia Mountain right now, I have no need to conceal my aura. What you’re seeing right now is my true strength.”

His explanation enlightened Jared. I thought he raised his cultivation by several levels in such a short time.

“Are you here in Creston Sect to discuss something too, Mr. Daemon?” asked Dalton.

“I am. Since the prominent demons from Demonia Mountain are gathered here, I came, too.” Montane Daemon smiled.

“Head inside, then, Mr. Daemon. My master has already gone in.”

you guys

demons, we can’t bring them in. My master asked us to show Mr. Chance and his companions around. Since

Daemon frowned. “That Solavar b*stard’s getting cocky, huh? Well, I’m going to see

eager to

with strolling around the place, Mr. Daemon.

see to it. If Solavar dares to

you, Mr. Daemon.” Jared smiled. Upon bidding Montane Daemon goodbye, Jared and the others

Jared discovered a lively

Sect. Many of Mr. Solavar’s magical items are kept inside. All of them can be sold or exchanged. If you’re interested, I can

“Sure!” Jared nodded.

the Demonic Cultivators’

Pavilion of Treasures, they were taken aback by its vastness. Jared speculated that a spatial magecraft was at play, given the stark contrast between the modest exterior and the