The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 4893

Chapter 4893 Returning To The Mundane World
Besides, he still had things to take care of and people to say goodbye to, especially in the mundane world, where his loved ones were.

Jared took a deep breath and shared everything with those around him—the truth about Josephine, what had happened, and why he had to go after her.

He made sure to comfort each of the women who had stood by his side. He didn't show favoritism, treating every one of them with the same care and sincerity.

Fortunately, his body was nothing short of extraordinary. Even with the demands of dual cultivation across multiple partners, Jared wasn't exhausted in the slightest.

After settling matters in the Ethereal Realm, Jared raised the Dragonslayer Sword and slashed through the void. The space before him trembled, until a fracture slowly began to form. Without hesitation, Jared stepped into the rift, and darkness swallowed his vision.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in the mundane world.

Suspended mid-air, Jared gazed down at the familiar lands below, awe flickering in his eyes. It truly feels like I've become a deity descending into the mundane world.

Meanwhile, at the Deragon Sect in Jadeborough, Cecilia was cultivating alongside a group of women. Each of them had shared an intimate bond with Jared, and as a result, carried traces of his bloodline within them.

Their cultivation progressed at a remarkable pace. After an intense round of training, the group finally paused to rest.

“Cecilia, has it been a year already? Can we open the passage to the Ethereal Realm and go see Jared?” Melanie said.

“I'm not sure either. Let's go ask Mr. Flaxseed,” Cecilia said calmly. Among the women, Cecilia naturally took on the role of a leader. During Jared's absence, she had been the one overseeing everything within the Deragon Sect, keeping the place running smoothly.

Beatrice, too, had been well cared for by these women. Over time, she had grown to love these daughters-in-law.

Not far from the sect, nestled quietly to the side, was a small courtyard. It was there that Flaxseed had secluded himself for nearly a year, dedicating himself wholly to cultivation.

In that time, he had remained free from worldly desires, abstaining from any indulgence in women. His focus had been unwavering, his days consumed entirely by training.

By the time Cecilia and the others arrived, Flaxseed had already opened his eyes, gazing serenely at the clear blue sky above.