The Man's Decree

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.

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

finished speaking, she turned

holy maidens were discontent, no one dared to

without uttering a

holy maidens descended the mountain together, heading toward

journey to the polar region, so they had

his room. He had spent the entire night engraving array runes, an

had to recover and be in his best condition as quickly

filled the

moonlight, making the outside

the room, feeling the gusts of cold wind sweeping over him, a sensation that

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

up, settling himself

saw a figure gracefully practicing martial arts

was none other Nieva herself, training

moonlight spilled over her, illuminating the sheer fabric of her attire, a

who it was, so she didn’t pay it any

few drops of blood that fell from it onto the

no evil,

quickly turned around, reciting

I swear she