Spoiled by Mr. Russell novel Chapter 1312

Chapter 1312 Boundless

Members of the Rowling family were so spooked by what they had seen and scurried off in every direction. Jared, however, quickly caught up to Raphael with a single stride.

“Where is Skylar?” asked Jared coldly. “Please have mercy. Don’t kill me…” The butler trembled in his boots. “Mr. Norton has been sent to the warehouse. I can take you there.”

Seeing how badly shaken up the man was, Jared loosened his grasp on him. “Try anything funny, and I’ll kill you.”

“No tricks, no tricks…”

There was no way Raphael was going to attempt any sort of deviousness under such circumstances. Considering that even Enzo was no match for Jared, Raphael knew his own limitations.

The quivering butler thus guided Jared toward the warehouse.

Meanwhile, inside the storehouse, Skylar’s eyes glinted as he examined those piles upon piles of medicinal herbs and crystals that were hoarded within the space.

“Just look at you. As much as you have managed to gather, these are far from enough to help you attain the level of Martial Arts Marquis!”

At that moment, a wizened inflection vocalized inside his head.

“Then how would I be able to reach the attainment of Martial Arts Marquis and slay Jared?” Skylar asked.

“It is only through absorbing other people’s strength that you’d be able to expedite your own progression!” the wizened voice replied.

“Are you asking me to practice Demonic Cultivation? To become a Demonic Cultivator?”

Skylar’s brows creased up.

“A Demonic Cultivator? What is a Demonic Cultivator in a world where the strong devours the weak? Doesn’t your family’s practice of robbing others of their resources constitute an expression of Demonic Cultivation in itself? In this day and date, where might is right, do you really believe that those fighters you had seen had not drained others of their essences?” the wizened voice inside his head asked in annoyance.

“A Demonic Cultivator?” the wizened voice scoffed. “They are but my lessers.”

Though Skylar did not reply, he keenly felt that the shadow embedded in him was no ordinary figure.

“M-Mr. Chance, Skylar’s right inside!” Raphael said as he pointed toward the warehouse.

Once he caught sight of the building, Jared promptly projected his own spiritual sense, and instantly picked up on Skylar’s presence.

In acknowledgment that the butler had been forthcoming enough, Jared said, “Now, beat it…”

The relieved butler then half scrambled and half fled out of there.

In the meantime, Skylar was about to commence his cultivation inside the warehouse when that wizened voice suddenly warned him, “Jared Chance is here…”