Chapter 1165 Mass Slaughter
After slaying Barton, Jared settled down on Skull Island.
The deserted island was a perfect place for him to cultivate.
At the same time, the cruise ship docked with over ten crew members inside.
Freddy was confused to see the cruise ship.
Before it departed, Jared told him that the cruise ship would be floating in the sea for some time so he could cultivate in peace.
Something must’ve gone wrong for the cruise ship to return this soon.
Freddy only realized what had happened after he gathered all the crew members.
As Freddy knew how capable Jared was, he wasn’t worried at all.
He paid the crew members handsomely and ordered, “You can go on a vacation with the money. Pretend you know nothing, even if others ask you about the matter. Remember not to reveal Mr. Chance’s location. Otherwise, you’ll never get to return to Southernshire.”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Wood. We understand,” the crew members promised. They then left with the money.
Time ticked by, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
The discussion surrounding Jared on the martial arts forum wasn’t as heated as before.
However, there were still a few forces finding Jared’s whereabouts in secret.
Jared’s strength had improved considerably over the past few weeks.
As of now, he was an Eighth Level Martial Arts Grandmaster.
If he had more time, he could surpass the Martial Arts Grandmaster and end up as a Semi Martial Arts Marquis.
In fact, he could be a real Martial Arts Grandmaster before the New Year and achieve the Nascent Soul of the heavenly realm.
By then, Jared would become an immortal.
As long as his Nascent Soul remained intact, his body could recover slowly no matter how injured he was.
Besides Freddy and the crew members of the cruise ship, no one else knew where Jared was.
Freddy never told anyone about Jared.
One day, when Freddy was enjoying the sun in his yard, a few intruders in tight outfits barged into his house and killed a few subordinates of the Wood family.
Stunned, Freddy got to his feet and glanced at the intruders.
“Who are you?” he asked as fear flashed across his gaze.
He could sense that the intruders were way more powerful than him.
One man stepped forward and demanded, “Where is Jared Chance?”
“What are you talking about? I don’t know any Jared Chance!” Freddy shook his head.
“Ha!” the man snorted icily. He waved his hand, and Freddy’s body came to him involuntarily.
“I shall tell you who I am. I am Quintus Zabel from the Malison Sect! Now, can you tell me where Jared is?” Quintus demanded.
He held Freddy’s collar and pinned the latter with a withering look.
Hearing the name “Malison Sect,” Freddy couldn’t stop himself from going limp.
The Malison Sect was a sect that practiced Demonic Cultivation but had gone into hiding for the past two years. However, everyone in the martial arts world knew of its existence.
Demonic Cultivators were known for their ruthless and bloodthirsty actions. They weren’t under the control of any martial rules.
“I-I know nothing!” Freddy insisted.
His body trembled violently, but he didn’t reveal Jared’s whereabouts.
Quintus’s lips curved into a cold grin. “Don’t say no this quick. I’ll give you three days. If I don’t see Jared three days later, I shall slaughter everyone in the Wood family!”
Having said that, Quintus released his grip on Freddy and turned to leave.
He didn’t kill Freddy, for Freddy was the only one who knew where Jared was.
Freddy stared at Quintus’ retreating figure and slumped to the ground in despair. He was in a tight spot.
