A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6039

Jared let out a low, amused laugh. The sound rippled through the still air of the jade chamber.

In the eastern region the Divine Punishment Hall kept five Venerables on constant duty, yet the vast western region depended on a single Beast-Quelling Venerable.

Even at Top Level High Immortal Realm Level Seven, one person could never rival five working in concert.

His eyes narrowed, a cool glint sliding across them.

The western beast race clearly lacked true heavyweights; one celestial Venerable already held them in chains. Worse, five Beast Kings had switched sides, trading pride for safety—no better than traitors in fur and claw.

"Senior, that is exactly why we need to go." Jared’s tone stayed even, but the words landed like stones dropped into water, sending quiet ripples across the room.

Immortal Coldabyss tilted his head, puzzlement flickering behind the calm mask. "Why?"

"First," Jared said, "Nether must locate his kin. For him, that search matters more than anything else."

He continued without pause.

"Second, the celestials are butchering the beast race precisely because the resistance there burns hottest. The enemy of our enemy is a ready ally; if we link up, their fight becomes our leverage."

A sharper light crossed his gaze. "Third, while the celestials stare west, their watch on every other region loosens. Stirring trouble in the west buys the east and north both time and breathing room."

Immortal Coldabyss fell silent. Thought gathered around him like frost, thick and unbroken.

Only after a long beat did he murmur, "Your reasoning covers every flank. Admirable."

"Yet the journey remains a blade edge. The Beast-Quelling Venerable sits at Top Level High Immortal Realm Level Seven—far above the combined strength of the eastern Five Venerables."

He drew a slow breath. "Those Five Beast Kings are each High Immortal Realm Level Six or Seven, and command hardened armies. Two visitors walking in alone might as well be lambs stepping into a tiger’s maw."

Jared answered with a calm smile. "City Lord, if I dared announce this plan, I already hold the means to see it through."

That steady smile carried a faint, gray shimmer. Chaotic force seeped through his pores, weightless yet vast.

The cold-blue walls responded with brittle creaks, and Immortal Coldabyss felt his heartbeat hitch once.

Memories flared—this very young man had climbed to level thirteen with nothing but Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivation, had even slain the Five Venerables of the Divine Punishment Hall.

And that unfathomable gray power… perhaps the boy really could bend impossibility into daylight.

"Very well."

Immortal Coldabyss straightened his sleeves. "Since your mind is set, I won’t block the door. The western route is long and mined with dangers. Prepare for every storm before you set one foot outside."

He pulled an ice-blue storage ring from his robe and placed it on Jared’s palm.

"Inside are Ice Soul Pills, glacial jade marrow, and several ice-aligned artifacts. The harsh western climate may make each of them priceless."

A sweep of Jared’s spiritual sense revealed heaps of pills, refined materials, tens of thousands of top-grade spirit crystals, and several well-made ice-attribute artifacts.

The gift glittered like winter stars inside his awareness.

"Thank you, City Lord." He offered the words with firm, unhurried respect.

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