Although the overall cultivation level of alchemists was currently low, their social status was high, and they were greatly respected by people.
As for cultivators of charms and arcane arrays, they were needed for their skill in creating charms. Even something as common as the simplest communication device required the skills of a charm master to forge.
However, both the art of alchemy and charm spells had experienced a decline, to the extent that the current charm masters in the Ethereal Realm could no longer create truly advanced charms.
What they considered advanced charms were nothing more than meaningless scribbles to Jared.
“My friend, even if you can break through the arcane array yourself, it might not be easy for you to obtain the treasure within. Such treasures are surely guarded by demon beasts. If you join forces with us, we can lend you a hand, too,” said Tyler, his tone pleading.
At that point, Tyler chose to trust Jared regardless of whether what he said was true or not. After all, he had no other choice.
“Mr. Chance, consider it as doing a favor for the Summers family. Feel free to state any conditions you might have,” Jennifer chimed in as well.
“Yes, you can state any conditions,” Tyler hastily agreed.
“I don’t have a problem with that, but you need to prove that you can indeed break this arcane array. Otherwise, on what grounds are you stating conditions?” Jacques still refused to believe that Jared was capable of dismantling that arcane array.
“Shut up, you jerk!” Tyler shot daggers at his son.
Jacques fell silent, but his gaze showed apparent defiance and displeasure. Jared had never showcased his skills. All he did was give a few pointers.
“Mr. Chance, please don’t take it to heart. My brother may come off as arrogant, but he truly has a good heart,” Jennifer quickly apologized.
“No problem, since you need me to prove my skills, then I’ll show you!”
After Jared finished speaking, he headed straight toward the arcane array.
Everyone present watched as Jared stepped into the arcane array. The array runes rippled as if Jared was immersed in water.
The onlookers’ expressions changed when they saw Jared enter the arcane array. They paid close attention, watching nervously.
Catina, too, appeared nervous, wondering if Jared would succeed in breaking such a massive arcane array on his own.
“Don’t worry. My master is all-powerful. You’ll see once you’ve been with us long enough,” Feenix consoled Catina.
Catina gave a slight nod, but her eyes remained firmly fixed on Jared’s retreating figure.
After stepping into the arcane array, Jared casually looked around as if he were browsing through items in a supermarket, then continued to walk forward.
All the Summers family members were dumbstruck when they noticed that the arcane array hadn’t launched any attacks on Jared even after he was deep into it.
As Jared stepped into the arcane array, another group of people were also gazing up at the towering mountain peak on the other side of the mountain, fifty kilometers away.
The entire group was dressed in the same attire as the three Demonic Cultivators that Jared had slain, clearly indicating that they were from the same sect.
“Sect leader, we haven’t found Denis and the other two members, and we can’t get in touch with them. We’re unsure if they’ve encountered any mishaps.” An elderly man with a goatee spoke to a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man had a tattoo of an eye on his forehead, which bore a striking resemblance to Pablo’s Nethersky Eye.
“That’s unlikely. Denis has the charm of Myriad Ghouls in his possession, something that an average cultivator can’t withstand. I suggest we break the arcane array first. There must be numerous treasures within this mountain…”
The middle-aged man gazed up at the mountain peak, his eyes filled with greed.
“This formation is too massive. I’m afraid our small group might not be able to break through it,” said the elderly man, clearly troubled.
“Mr. Solomon, when have you become so timid? There’s no formation in this world that we, the Nethersky Sect, can’t break! Don’t forget that we still have the Nethersky Eye, which can see through everything.” The middle-aged man spoke with a cold, determined expression.
“You’re not worthy of owning the Nethersky Eye!”
No sooner had the middle-aged man’s words fallen than a figure astonishingly tore through the void, materializing right in front of him.
