A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6645

Bermu City was in an uproar.

The news tore through the city faster than sickness. Tea houses, taverns, open markets, side streets, every crowded place was repeating the same story.

The Ironblood Mercenary Company had been destroyed.

More than three hundred mercenaries had died.

Not one had been left alive.

The Graywolf Gang had also been wiped out.

Over two hundred gang members were dead.

Blazefire Sect was gone.

Its entire base had been burned down until only pale ash remained.

Cloudflight Pavilion had survived, but its pavilion master, Lydia Finch, was dead.

Four forces that had rooted themselves in Bermu City for centuries had been pulled up in one day.

And the one who did it was a young Golden Immortal Level One cultivator.

"Did you hear? His name is Jared. They say he came from the Lower Realm and has an ancient divine beast with him, a fire unicorn."

"Golden Immortal Level One, and he wiped out four powers? That makes no sense. Marcus Kade from Ironblood was Golden Immortal Level Six."

"Level Six did not save him. Jared used one sword. Just one. Split Marcus right in half."

"The Grand Elder of Blazefire Sect was peak Golden Immortal Level Six too. Same thing. One strike."

"Lydia Finch was different. She did not fight back. She ordered Cloudflight Pavilion to surrender and accepted death herself. Jared said her disciples had not acted, so he killed only her and spared the pavilion."

"Who is this guy? Strength like that cannot come from nowhere."

"I heard he came to the Nineteenth Firmament to find his wife. Her name is Josephine."

"Josephine? Never heard that name. But someone that strong should be able to find one woman, right?"

"Not necessarily. The Nineteenth Firmament is vast. Finding one person here is like searching the whole ocean for one needle."

The city could not stop talking about him.

Shock. Curiosity. Fear.

All of it mixed together and spread through Bermu City.

But for the major powers, Jared's strength was not the most terrifying part.

It was how he handled enemies.

When he cut, he cut to the root.

The Ironblood Mercenary Company, Graywolf Gang, and Blazefire Sect had been erased cleanly. Not even a stray survivor had slipped away.

Cloudflight Pavilion had kept its people, but losing Lydia Finch had shattered its foundation. Without decades of quiet recovery, it would never regain its old strength.

That kind of ruthlessness was enough to make people sweat through their robes.

Every faction that had once thought about making trouble for Clearwind Village immediately recalled its scouts. No one wanted Jared's eyes falling on them next.

Even forces that had nothing to do with Clearwind Village began looking at the sudden young man in a new way.

Golden Immortal Level One.

A fire unicorn.

Four forces flattened in a single day.

A person like that was simple to deal with.

Make friends, or stay away.

Offending him was suicide.

...

At the heart of Bermu City stood the City Lord's estate.

In the study, Bennett Whitmoor held a jade slip and read the newest report with his spirit sense.

He looked refined and scholarly. At first glance, he seemed more like a learned gentleman than the ruler of a major city.

His cultivation, however, had reached peak Golden Immortal Level Seven.

In Bermu City, he was the publicly acknowledged strongest expert.

"Ironblood is gone. Graywolf is gone. Blazefire is gone. Lydia Finch of Cloudflight Pavilion is dead..."

Bennett placed the jade slip on the desk.

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