NovelEnglishMeanwhile, in a corner of the courtyard in Pathfinder Sect, Clifford was engaged in a conversation with a man.
This man had a cloth bag hanging from his waist, and within it was Faiyar’s soul, struggling in agony.
The man in question was Keiran Mueller. In his quest for rapid cultivation, he roamed far and wide, hunting down Demonic Cultivators from the Inferno Devil lineage. After all, the majority of these cultivators were independent, with few people bothering about them in that place.
With great excitement, Keiran exclaimed, “Mr. Fowler, thank you very much! | never expected to encounter a Demonic Cultivator with the demonic fire in Pathfinder Sect. It seems | have a real chance of breaking through to becan Eighth Level Tribulator. Once I've succeeded, I'll go back and show my father. Even if I'm wandering around everywhere, | can still make a significant leap in my abilities.” “Mr. Mueller, thanking each other in our relationship seems a bit unnecessary, don’t you think? We both benefit from this arrangement. You receive resources for your cultivation, while | eliminate a love rival. Anyone who dares to vie for my Serena's affection is simply courting death.” After Clifford finished speaking, his gaze fiercely fixated on the cloth bag around Keiran’s waist.
Had it not been for Keiran’s need for Faiyar’s soul, Clifford would have gladly thrashed Faiyar’s soul to death right then and there.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThroughout the journey, Clifford couldn't bear to watch anymore as Faiyar was constantly showing affection toward Serena.
“Haha! Even heroes can't resist the temptations of beauty! Now, Mr. Fowler, you can pursue the girl you love without any worries.” With a hearty laugh, Keiran gave Clifford a friendly pat on the shoulder.
Clifford also began to laugh, but his amusement was short-lived. His brows quickly furrowed, and he said with a grave expression, “This isn’t good. My master and his entourage must be arriving. You mustn't let on that we've met, Mr. Mueller. And certainly don’t mention that any of this was my idea.” Once he finished speaking, Clifford leaped, disappearing without a trace.
Upon seeing the situation, Keiran also wanted to flee, but just then, someone pushed the courtyard door open.
After he entered, Moses’ face fell the moment he set his eyes on Keiran, saying in a rather grim tone, “Mr.
Mueller, you caused a ruckus in Pathfinder Sect and even seized someone's soul. Are you disregarding Pathfinder Sect?” “Mr. Sutton, what are you saying? | just can’t seem to understand!” Keiran played the fool, feigning ignorance.
However, all the while, he subtly hid the cloth bag behind his back.
Jared had noticed Keiran’s subtle movements long ago and had already detected Faiyar’s aura. “Release my friend's soul, or face death...” Jared's gaze was filled with murderous intent as he looked at Keiran.
“Hmph! Who do you think you are,? Are you trying to intimidate me? I'm not someone who scares easily, and besides, what's wrong withvanquishing Demonic Cultivators?” With a cold huff, Keiran suddenly leaped up.
Immediately, he transformed into a streak of fiery light, dashing rapidly toward the distance.
“Go after him!” Upon seeing the situation, Moses immediately swung his hand, leading the people of Pathfinder Sect to begin their pursuit.
Given the circumstances that unfolded at Pathfinder Sect, Moses naturally had to provide an explanation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMoreover, Trystan and Jared had just saved his daughter's life.
Keiran moved with an astonishing speed, his figure quickly becoming a blur in the air, reminiscent of a shooting star. Despite Moses and his team’s desperate chase, they found themselves significantly lagging behind Keiran.
Upon seeing the situation, Jared abruptly halted. In an instant, he vanished from sight, only to reappear a few kilometers away.
Beneath Jared's feet, two orbs of fire blazed fiercely, engulfing him in a wild and intense heat. In the blink of an eye, he had surpassed Moses and the others.
“Such incredible speed...” Moses looked at Jared, filled with surprise.
One could only observe as Jared propelled himself forward in a leaping motion. Each the vanished only to reappear, he had already covered a few kilometers.
Jared's Blazing Stride was akin to a divine martial art, far beyond the abilities of any ordinary cultivator.
Jared gazed at Keiran, who wasn't too far off, and he was filled with regret. If only my Blazing Stride were advanced, | would only need two steps to catch up with this guy! Keiran could sense a presence behind him. He instinctively turned around, only to find Jared rapidly closing in on him, his figure flickering in and out of sight.
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