A Man Like None Other

“Juliet? Is she Mr. Ortiz’s daughter?” Jared asked with a hint of curiosity.

“Indeed she is! She’s Mr. Ortiz’s only daughter and has inherited his profound teachings. Many sects and prestigious families from the central region have come to seek her hand in marriage, but Juliet has turned them all down. There are even rumors that she doesn’t fancy men at all, suggesting she might prefer women…” Judd explained, lowering his voice conspiratorially.

Jared chuckled at that.

It seemed that her aloof demeanor had led to such wild speculations.

How ridiculous!

“Judd, I’m feeling a bit tired. I’d like to rest now. Could you show me to my room?” Jared said, uninterested in more gossip from Judd.

As for whether Juliet Ortiz was a lesbian, Jared didn’t care in the least as it had nothing to do with him.

“Sure, I’ll take you to my place. You can stay in my room,” Judd agreed and nodded.

Judd led Jared to his small courtyard. Being a deacon, Judd enjoyed better accommodations compared to regular inner court disciples.

The courtyard, though modest in size, was meticulously designed and filled with various spiritual plants, creating a rich spiritual energy.

Additionally, the courtyard was surrounded by array runes circuit, indicating that Judd, as a deacon, enjoyed privileges far beyond those of ordinary disciples.

“While my courtyard may not be as luxurious as Thiago’s, it’s considered good among the other deacons of Violet Flame Sect. You should stay here. I’ll go stay with other juniors,” Judd said.

“Judd, there are several rooms here, more than enough for both of us. Why go through the trouble of finding another place? Let’s share this courtyard,” Jared replied.

“Even though there are enough rooms, living together might cause disturbances that could affect your cultivation. I’ll be fine staying with the other disciples,” Judd said with a smile before leaving.

Jared, seeing no reason to argue further, closed the door and prepared to rest.

Once settled, Jared began to refine the two types of fire sources he had recently absorbed.

Particularly, the violaceus flame of the Violet Flame Sect, which he had absorbed from Thiago. It was weak because Thiago himself didn’t have much of it, and Jared had to absorb it discreetly.

Jared slowly nurtured and refined the two types of fire sources, gradually strengthening them.

The presence of these five fire sources made Jared’s fire nascence star especially radiant.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Jared summoned five types of fire sources, each leaping around him in vibrant hues.

The different fire sources flickered brilliantly, casting a spectrum of lights that danced across his body. From the outside, it seemed as though his room was illuminated by a colorful, radiant glow.

Jared circulated the fire sources through his body, allowing them to flow through every part of him. Relaxing his mind, he let the flames scorch his flesh.

He intended to use these fire sources to temper his physical body. During his spar with Thiago, Jared had been able to withstand the fire source because of his extremus frost flame, which had prevented him from being burned.

However, his physical body wasn’t naturally immune to fire sources, and he aimed to change that by tempering his physical body with fire sources. If he could achieve a physical body that was truly impervious to fire sources, it would be an incredible feat.

However, as soon as Jared let his guard down

and allowed the fire sources to sear his body, the intense pain almost made him cry out.

This process of using fire sources to temper his body offered no protection. It was like throwing an ordinary person into a blazing furnace.

Jared couldn’t use his spiritual energy as a shield, nor could he deploy any cultivation techniques to lessen the fire sources’ power.

He needed to endure the raw, unfiltered agony. Only through enduring the most brutal refinement could his physical body become truly impervious to fire sources.

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