The Man's Decree

Chapter 2591 Peasants

Jared stood across Francois and Sigurd, whose aura erupted.

They tightened their grip on their weapons, realizing that Jared's aura had changed again.

In a few short days, his power had increased rapidly. From being a wretched nobody, he had now ascended to the same level as them.

“So you're a Manifestor too hiding in the midst of these lowly peasants,” Francois said, sizing up Jared.

“These lowly peasants you speak of possess the same flesh and blood as yours. Today, I'll make you realize that you're the lowly peasant you say they are,” Jared said with a cold expression.

Upon sensing Jared's chilling murderous intent, Francois did not dare speak.

Sigurd stepped forward with a frown right then. “So, you're Jared? I am the principal disciple of Emerald Cauldron Sect, Sigurd Brink. I think there has been a misunderstanding. Why don't you come with us to Emerald Cauldron Sect? I'm sure my master would accept you as his disciple given your level of cultivation. Being a disciple of Emerald Cauldron Sect is an honor like none other. Much better than fraternizing with these peasants.”

Sigurd had the idea

to Eighth Level Manifestor in such an

was wary of Jared's background and

master is here, he is only worthy of kneeling before me.

Even the kings around here are respectful to my master. You are courting death by insulting him, you

did not know that their master,

kid, yet you don't even know how to take it. Don't think we're afraid of

might be a Manifestor, but Sigurd and Francois were no pushovers, either. As they were also Manifestors themselves, it would

Power of Three within him. Although he had not made much progress in his cultivation level, his

broken through to Eighth Level Manifestor, he was not afraid if he had to face a cultivator of Third Level Body Fusion Realm

of Fifth Level Body Fusion Realm, he was confident he would be able to

was unmatched