The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5226

“Jared, move it!” Flaxseed’s shout bounced between the trunks. “Coming!” Jared answered. He turned from the swamp, stepped beneath the forest canopy, and felt the path ahead narrow into something far harsher than the bog they had just escaped.

They camped for several days, letting the Purifying Lotus’ final motes weave through bone and marrow. Jared’s Wandering Immortal Realm Level Seven settled like tempered steel. Flaxseed’s wounds knit shut, leaving only faint scars as souvenirs of the chase.

On the morning they finally broke camp, trouble awaited. A broad-shouldered cultivator with one blind, scar-slashed eye blocked the trail, the gleam of Earthly Immortal Realm third tier swirling around him. A dozen hardened elites fanned out behind, uniforms matching like teeth on a blade.

“You two must be Jared Chance and Flaxseed,” the one-eyed warrior said, voice sharp with greed.

Jared narrowed his eyes, a cold gleam sliding across his gaze. “We have never even exchanged names. What gives you the right to stand in our way?”

The one-eyed cultivator let out a harsh, rasping laugh. “Strangers? Everyone on Nine Serpent Mountain knows a double bounty waits for whoever drags you two back to Blackshade Demon Palace and the Crimson Coil Sect. Especially you, Jared. They say you carry more treasure than a king’s vault, and I intend to claim every last piece.”

Damn. News travels faster than wildfire.He realized that Seraphina and Blackshade Demon Palace must have issued a joint kill order. Their enemies would now hunt them to the ends of the land.

Jared’s lips curved into a razor-thin smile as the Dragonslayer Sword at his side began to tremble, already thirsty for blood. “Just the lot of you?”

“Arrogant whelp. Kill them. I want his head—dead or alive.” The one-eyed man’s snarl ripped through the clearing.

More than a dozen cultivators surged forward, magical weapons blazing with rune-light bright enough to blot out the afternoon sun.

Jared swept Flaxseed behind him and drew Dragonslayer in a smooth silver arc. Golden sword energy fanned out like a storm front, cleaving the two foremost attackers clean in half before they could even scream.

“Wandering Immortal Realm Level Seven? Impossible!” the one-eyed cultivator gasped.

Panic rippled across his scarred face. His spies had sworn Jared was only sixth tier.

That was why he had dared to mount this ambush. In a matter of days the man had grown too strong, able to smash opponents a realm above him.

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