The Man's Decree

Jared scoffed at his claims and argued, “Stop tooting your own horn. You’re just a pile of bones after someone dumped your body in the ocean.” The old man sputtered furiously, “Y-You insolent child! You have no foresight at all. I wouldn’t have bothered helping you if not for your Dragon Vein.”

“If you know about my Dragon Vein, do you know who I am? Who’s my father?” asked Jared. He hoped to get news about his father from the mysterious old man. To his dismay, Ranzoph replied, “It’s good enough that I can see your Dragon Vein. Why would I know about your father? If I can be revived, I can perhaps use my powers to determine your father’s identity.”

Jared immediately wrote the elderly man off as a clueless person, and he turned his focus to running faster. He had just passed the foothills when two strangers blocked his path. Based on their attire, Jared surmised that they were members of a sect from the hidden realm.

Beyond grudges against Flying Star Sect and Stormwind Sect, he had no interactions or known grievances with other sects. Hence, when Jared spotted the two sect members, hel thought he could walk around them and continue on his way.

The shorter of the two, a man named Ronan, stared at Jared excitedly and muttered, “Lady luck is smiling on us today.” Jared noticed Ronan’s nefarious gaze and frowned. He demanded, “Who are you? I don’t believe there is bad blood between

head, so don’t even dream of escaping! Now, we can end your life painlessly if you surrender. If you insist on being stubborn, don’t

treasure. Jared was stunned and instinctively backed away. He never imagined Wrey would offer such a lucrative

Sect can’t afford to antagonize all the sects in

second glance if Jared’s own abilities had not been repressed. Sadly,

Sword was his best bet. The sword possessed its own sword spirit and could attack autonomously

one attacker, but it still fell short of overcoming