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 Skr?” 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, Skr’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!”


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    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 y Jared?” Skr


    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 be a Demonic Cultivator?”


    Skr’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.


    Skr held his silence for some time before he spoke again. “How strong can you make me if I should


    choose to practice Demonic Cultivation? Will I be able to defeat Jared?”


    “Hahaha… Are you kidding me? What is there to fear about a mere Jared Chance? If you do as I say, I


    can help you reach heights unimaginable. By that time, you’d have the entire martial arts world at your


    feet, and no need to be afraid of anyone…” the wizened voice let out a boisterous guffaw.


    “Don’t tell me that you can enable me to be a Martial Arts Saint?” Skr’s breathing grew more


    ruffled as he became more agitated.


    To be clear, the prowess of the Martial Arts Saint far exceeded that of the Martial Arts Marquis, and for


    the longest time, Skr had not heard of anyone attaining it.


    As for the legendary level of Martial Arts Sovereign that surpassed even the Martial Arts Saint, he had


    always held them to be the stuff of pure fantasy.


    “You’re being too short-sighted, for the martial way is boundless. You could actually go as far as to


    attain immortality! All you need to do is follow my directions closely. Let me reincarnate in your body,


    and I’d be sure to have you standing at the pinnacle of the martial arts world! You’d be its ruler and I’ll


    be able to ke my thirst for vengeance…”


    The voice inside Skr’s head softened, then gradually faded to nothingness.


    Skr was taken aback. “Can I ask you something? Who are you, exactly? Are you a Demonic


    Cultivator?”


    He was still unable to understand the nature of the dark shadow that had attached itself to his body.


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


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


    “M-Mr. Chance, Skr’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 Skr’s presence.


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


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


    In the meantime, Skr was about tomence his cultivation inside the warehouse when that


    wizened voice suddenly warned him, “Jared Chance is here…”