A Man Like None Other

“Those of you on Medicine God Island are also Demonic Cultivators, so why wouldn’t the Sky Slasher Sect spare you, since you walk the same path?” Jared curiously asked, his brows furrowed as he tried to unravel this complex relationship.

Upon hearing this, Sylvain’s face instantly took on a displeased look. He glared fiercely, raising his voice to retort, “You label us as Demonic Cultivators, but can you detect even the slightest hint of demonic aura from us?”

His voice echoed through the air, laden with profound anger and dissatisfaction.

Jared was taken aback for a moment, then immediately released his spiritual sense, meticulously examining both Sylvain and the nearby Maxence.

However, what surprised him was that there was not a trace of demonic aura on either of them! This struck Jared as very odd, and he couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

Jared had heard that the alchemists on Medicine God were banished there because they practiced demonic techniques and became Demonic Cultivators. That was why they were left to fend for themselves.

However, there wasn’t a trace of demonic aura on Sylvain and his son, indicating that they hadn’t practiced any demonic techniques at all.

“Why don’t you carry any demonic aura?” Jared asked, his gaze filled with bewilderment and confusion.

“We were never Demonic Cultivators to begin with, so how could we possibly possess demonic aura? What you’ve heard about the alchemists on Medicine God Island being Demonic Cultivators are just rumors from way back then.”

Sylvain’s expression was stony, his voice filled with despair and indignation as he continued, “Many of us were ostracized and forced to Medicine God Island, but not because we were practicing demonic techniques! They pushed us out to that island, left us to fend for ourselves, and even fabricated lies to tarnish our reputation!”

It was only then Jared discovered that all the rumors about Medicine God Island were false, nothing more than defamatory words passed down from the past!

He felt a wave of guilt, chastising himself for his previous misunderstandings.

“Mr. Laurent, why didn’t you explain the situation to everyone? We could have united to help Medicine God Island fend off the enemy. Moreover, the power of your Medicine God Island is not to be underestimated. It wouldn’t be easy for the Sky Slasher Sect to take over,” Jared said.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Upon hearing Jared’s words, Sylvain let out a soft sigh. “Ah, you have no idea. Despite its seemingly strong facade, many people on Medicine God Island are actually refugees seeking shelter or those in search of medical help. Should danger befall Medicine God Island, these individuals wouldn’t hesitate to abandon it. They wouldn’t risk their lives for the sake of the island. Most cultivators in the Ethereal Realm are inherently selfish. This is an inevitable result of the grand backdrop of the Ethereal Realm itself, and there’s nothing that can be done about it!”

His gaze revealed profound helplessness and disappointment.

“If the Sky Slasher Sect truly were to attack, we, the numerous disciples and descendants of the Laurent family, are the only ones capable of resisting. That’s why I didn’t allow the Laurent family members to enter Cauldron Peak – to prepare our defenses and be ready to counter the Sky Slasher Sect’s assault at any moment! Moreover, those from the Sky Slasher Sect are all well-versed in magecraft, far beyond what we alchemists can handle. We barely understand any magecraft, so we can only resist passively. I’m not sure how long we can hold out, so you all only have three days. What you can gain during this time depends on your own fortune, so hurry up and enter Cauldron Peak. Time is precious!”

Sylvain’s face was filled with sincerity, and it was clear that he was quite discontent with the selfish and self-serving attitude prevalent in the Ethereal Realm.

Observing Sylvain, Jared didn’t believe he was lying. Thus, he spoke up. “Mr. Laurent, I could lend you a hand. I happen to know some cultivators skilled in magecraft. They could assist!”

Jared’s gaze was unwavering as he made up his mind to step forward and help Medicine God Island overcome this crisis.

“Really?” Upon hearing Jared mention that there were skilled magecraft cultivators willing to lend a hand, Sylvain’s spirits immediately lifted. It was as though he had spotted a glimmer of hope in the darkness. “That’s wonderful! With your help, there might still be a glimmer of hope for our Medicine God Island!”