A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5148

Flaxseed's eyes lit up at once. He examined the Saintess from head to toe as though he meant to see straight through her; a lascivious glint sparked in his gaze, and drool almost slipped from the corner of his mouth.

He chuckled. “Word is, the Saintess of Bloodshadow Palace possesses remarkable skills in bed. I've long wished to verify those tales. They call me the man who can go ten rounds in a night—perhaps I could win your favor?”

Flaxseed made no attempt to hide the provocation in his tone.

The Saintess snorted coldly. “Shameless.”

With a casual lift of her hand, a streak of bloody light shot straight for Flaxseed's face.

He neither dodged nor flinched; his hand fan snapped up to block the attack with a muffled clang, and at the impact, the scarlet beam dispersed.

“Now, now, Saintess—surely there's no need for anger?”

Flaxseed smiled. “I admire you greatly, that's all. I simply had to meet you in person.”

A flicker of surprise flashed across her eyes.

That strike just now had been far from her full strength, yet even a Level Eight Wandering Immortal would have struggled to block it so casually.

Who is this unremarkable old man, to deflect me with such ease?

“Just who are you?” she demanded, suddenly alert.

Flaxseed opened his mouth to answer, but Jared's voice rang out first, “Saintess, Destiny Sect lies in ruins. Bloodshadow Palace is next. If you know what's good for you, surrender every resource you possess, then have your disciples take off their clothes and assemble for Mr. Flaxseed's inspection. Do that, and I might consider granting you a painless end.”

Her pupils contracted. “Who do you think you are, you nobody?”

As far as she could tell, Jared was only a Level Five Wandering Immortal, yet he dared to voice such outrageous threats?

Yes, the women of Bloodshadow Palace had all slept with men and cultivated arts that borrowed positive energy to nourish negative energy, but ordering them to disrobe before an old man to be humiliated? Absolutely impossible.

Golden light blazed in Jared's eyes. “A nobody, am I? Very well—because of that, Bloodshadow Palace dies today!”

The Saintess suddenly laughed, a melodious sound laced with murderous intent. “You few dream of destroying Bloodshadow Palace? Keep dreaming.”

Her fingers raced through a rapid seal. The entire palace shook; dark blood welled from the ground and gathered overhead as countless scarlet arrows.

“Bloodshadow Grand Formation—activate!”

The arrows rained down like a crimson tempest, blotting out the sky as they streaked toward Jared's group.

Jared lifted his hand to strike, but Flaxseed shouted, “We agreed this one's mine!”

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