Both Hosen and Ebenez’s disciples were all glaring at Jared with a hostile look in their eyes. The four disciples chosen by Ebenez displayed intense hostility as they directed their malevolent glares at Jared. Their eyes were brimming with murderous intent, giving the impression that their sole desire was to tear him apart.
However, Jared didn’t seem bothered by their vicious gazes at all. He wasn’t afraid of Ebenez’s disciples in the slightest. If those guys dare cause me any trouble, then I won’t hold back either!
Of course, Jared knew that Ebenez would surely have made some arrangements in advance, so this trip into the medicinal pool would definitely not be an easy one.
The thirteen disciples chosen for the medicinal pool were then sent to a mountain pass in the back, where they would continue the journey on their own. “Be careful, you three,” Ghaylen reminded Jared. and the others.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Samoll. These disciples aren’t powerful enough to cause me any problems!” Jared replied confidently.
“That’s right, Master! With me accompanying Mr. Chance, those punks won’t dare cause any trouble!” Zebediah added. “Just be as careful as possible. I can’t help but have a bad feeling about this.”
Lately, Ghaylen had been grappling with a sense of unease, and his anxiety seemed to grow. He turned to Viola, his expression serious, and implored, “No matter what occurs, Ms. Viola, please stay close to Mr. Chance at all times.” The girl nodded. “Got it, Mr. Samoll!”
As the thirteen disciples ventured into the mountain pass, an abrupt chill swept through the air, enveloping the surroundings in an intense coldness.
Jared could tell right away that it was due to the presence of a minuscule arcane array. Nevertheless, a little bit of cold was barely a challenge for someone like him.
The other disciples, too, paid no heed to the cold. After all, it was simply a mechanism meant to prevent those with low cultivation levels from getting into the medicinal pool.
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