“Please accept my homage, Mr. Chancel” As Montane Daemon spoke, he kneeled before Jared. That shocked Jared, and he quickly stepped forward to hold Montane Daemon up. “What are you doing, Mr. Daemon?”
“Elder Whalreth personally passed down Sacred Light Fist to you. Therefore, that makes you a disciple of Elder Whalreth and my senior. It is only natural that I should kneel before my senior to show my respect,” explained Montane Daemon.
Upon hearing that, Jared shook his head. “I only learned Sacred Light Fist from Mr. Whalreth because I accidentally stumbled upon and rescued him. He didn’t say he took me in as his disciple, so I don’t think I count as one.”
“Elder Whalreth might’ve not said it aloud, but he definitely meant it by asking you to meet him at Demonia Mountain. Even if you aren’t a disciple of Elder Whalreth, you still saved him.. Thus, it’s only natural that I should kneel before you to express my thanks for breaking him out of his prison.” Upon ending his sentence, Montane Daemon attempted to kneel before Jared again.
However, Jared pulled Montane Daemon up, preventing the latter from doing so. Awkwardly, he said, “Please don’t be like this, Mr. Daemon. I can’t accept it.”
He didn’t expect someone as old and intimidating as Montane Daemon would be so honorable. The latter was completely unlike what rumors suggested. Just as Jared and Montane Daemon were talking, a terrifying aura suddenly exploded behind them.
“You motherf*cker! How dare you hide your true strength and bait me into your trap, Jared! I swear I’ll kill you today!” Fayzon’s figure flew up from the cabin below, his eyes filled with murderous intent. It was only natural that he felt embarrassed after Jared sent him flying away with a punch in front of a crowd.
Additionally, that act humiliated the Demon Seal Alliance. If the organization’s leader discovered that, there would be trouble for Fayzon.
Quinley and Cloud paled when they sensed the aura pouring out of Fayzon’s body. They felt as though a giant mountain was pressing down on them. The pressure exuded by a Tribulator cultivator wasn’t something they could endure.
Seeing that, Jared scowled. If Fayzon unleashes his full strength, there’ll be nothing I can do! Sure, I can escape, but what about Quinley and Cloud?
Just as Jared and the other two were overwhelmed by Fayzon’s frightening pressure, they abruptly felt their body becoming lighter.
Concurrently, Montane Daemon was glowing. The light emitted from his body enveloped the trio. Upon witnessing that, Fayzon knitted his eyebrows. “What’s the meaning of this, Montane Daemon?”
“Nothing much. Like I said, no one can threaten my safety. Right now, the spirit ship is damaged, and many people are doing their best to fix it. Yet, you still wish to fight here. You may find death an acceptable state of being, but I don’t,” said Montane Daemon.
Glaring coldly at Montane Daemon, Fayzon scowled even more intensely. “Are you going against the Demon Seal Alliance? You will pay dearly if you are!” he threatened.
“I do not wish to oppose the Demon Seal Alliance, but I also don’t want to die. Therefore, if you start a fight while I’m still on the spirit ship, I’ll stop you,” replied Montane Daemon resolutely.
Meanwhile, other cultivators approached them. Instead of stopping Montane Daemon like last time, they were blocking Fayzon’s way.
When Fayzon was sent flying away by Jared’s punch earlier, the whole spirit ship was damaged. Thus, if Fayzon launched an assault at that moment, the spirit ship would definitely sink. At that moment, no one in the crowd dared to look down on Jared anymore.
“Mr. Leaveden, you mustn’t initiate another fight. Otherwise, we’ll all perish.”
“Yeah! That blow from earlier almost destroyed the spirit ship!”
“Considering the damage the spirit ship has sustained, you must stop now.” Many cultivators surrounded Fayzon, anxiously persuading him not to act violently anymore.
