NovelEnglishUpon hearing this, Jared let out an awkward laugh. As the bearer of divine markings of Duad Formation Sect, it should be quite easy for him to appoint a new sect leader. He couldn't believe he had been needlessly worrying.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter spending a considerable amount of tchatting with Mickey, Jared's respect for his senior grew immensely.
Despite seemingly emerging from the form of a tiny white mouse, Mickey possessed a wealth of knowledge. He understood both profound and simple truths, and when he spoke, he made complete sense.
No one would guess that he used to be a mouse; he seemed more like a sage who had attained enlightenment. After their conversation, Mickey departed. Vermilion Demon Lord then spoke up. "To be able to guide a mere mouse to such a level, it seems your so-called master really does have sskills. I'm certain this guy has ties with the celestial realm. Either his mentor is from there, or he himself hails from there, trapped within the Ethereal Realm. Given the level of cultivation and understanding of those in the Ethereal Realm, it is impossible for them to comprehend such matters, let alone reach such a level of enlightenment." Upon hearing the words of the Vermilion Demon Lord, Jared becquite intrigued by the mysterious Divinus. Unfortunately, his interactions with Divinus had been rather limited.
It was mostly Mickey who interacted with him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMoreover, the existence of the blood emerald, a celestial object, at Duad Formation Sect further solidified the claim that the bearer of divine markings was indeed from the celestial realm.
Jared didn't take much of a break, he continued to work on inscribing the divine markings. Only after truly mastering the markings and refining them could he leave this place.
As for those pairs of crimson eyes, they continued to appear. However, Jared simply chose to ignore them. Jared had his entire focus on crafting the array runes. His mind was constantly filled with the radiant flow of divine markings, imagining himself merging into one with them.
As Jared continued his meticulous work, he no longer needed to look at the yellow cloth; the divine markings cto him with ease.
Meanwhile, atop a certain hill under a pitch- black night sky devoid of stars, the venerable Divinus gazed toward the thatched hut, his crimson eyes emerging once again.
Mickey stood next to Divinus, asking with a hint of curiosity. "Master, do you really think Jared can master the divine markings? If he truly does and leaves the thatched hut, I fear he might not be able to handle Hellion's men." "You needn't worry about that,” said Divinus. “If he can't handle the likes of Hellion, even mastering the divine markings would be pointless. Those who are useless are only fit to be bait.”
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