The Man’s Decree

“Of course. I’m just not sure if they can make it here in three days. I’ll get them here as soon as possible!” After Jared finished speaking, he didn’t delay any further but directly contacted Carlo.

Jared reached out to Carlo through a communication device. “Carlo, Medicine God Island will be under attack from the Sky Slasher Sect. Bring men from the Duad Formation Sect for support as quickly as possible. You can use the Alchemist Fair’s Teleportation Array. Make sure to hurry!”

Upon receiving Jared’s orders, Carlo promptly led the members of the Duad Formation Sect toward Medicine God Island without a moment’s delay.

After exchanging a few words with Sylvain, Jared, along with Viola and Sigurd, entered Cauldron Peak.

For the next three days, Jared had to make every minute and second count!Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Cauldron Peak, shrouded in mystery and antiquity, was permeated with rich spiritual energy.

Upon entering the mountain, Jared discovered an abundance of mystical herbs around the area, all of high quality. These herbs, under the sunlight, shimmered with an unusual glow, as if to show off their preciousness and mystique.

“Wow, there’s so many mystical herbs!” Sigurd exclaimed with excitement. His eyes were filled with both greed and delight.

Viola too, was captivated by the scene before her. She couldn’t help but comment, “This truly is a haven for mystical herbs!”

With that, Sigurd and Viola began to gather the herbs enthusiastically.

Quite a number of cultivators, entranced by the mystical herbs before them, had also halted their steps to pick them.

In doing so, it would result in a significant delay.

Hence, some of the cultivators merely took a glance and didn’t linger, heading further upward. They were well aware that the depths of the mountain may conceal even more precious treasures and perhaps even the legacy.

“All right, no more picking. We must hurry!” Jared said to Viola and Sigurd.

He was well aware that his purpose for venturing into Cauldron Peak was to seek the legacy of the Medicine God, not just for these few clumps of mystical herbs.

“Okay!” Although filled with reluctance, Viola and Sigurd obeyed Jared’s words and ceased their picking.

Just as Sigurd spotted one last mystical herb and planned to pick it, the earth suddenly trembled!

Following that, the furious roar of a demon beast rang out before a massive black demon serpent burst forth from the ground. With its jaws wide open, it lunged straight at Sigurd!

The demon serpent was massive, its black scales shimmering with a chilling gleam. Its eyes radiated a ferocious and savage aura.

Jared was quick to react. He swiftly grabbed Sigurd and Viola before using Blazing Stride to dodge the demon serpent’s attack.

However, there were still several cultivators enthusiastically picking the mystical herbs, so the sudden appearance of the demon serpent caught them completely off guard.

A cultivator was swiftly devoured by the demon serpent. He didn’t even have time to let out a cry of despair before he disappeared into the creature’s maw.

“Why are there demon beasts here?” The horrified cultivators retreated in fear, their faces pale and legs trembling.

“Before we entered Cauldron Peak, Mr. Laurent had already warned us. He said that alchemists of lesser skill should not venture into the mountain due to its dangers. Yet, no one heeded his advice,” said a seasoned cultivator, his face filled with helplessness and regret.

“It seems that there are quite a few demon beasts on this mountain. It truly is dangerous for someone less capable!” Another cultivator spoke up, his voice filled with fear and regret.

The remaining cultivators all wore expréssions of embarrassment. Those who were tempted by the mystical herbs and halted their steps were indeed mostly the weaker alchemists!

Initially, they didn’t believe a word Sylvain had said. However, the sudden appearance of the demon serpent struck fear into their hearts, with some even contemplating retreat.

“What are we going to do? Are we going to die here?” a timid cultivator asked, his voice trembling.