Chapter 5875

Outside the colonnaded entrance, Vermilion Demon Lord kept his voice just above the wind. “Jared, the power you revealed earlier will draw sharper eyes. Malevolent Path Hall in particular-”

“It’s okay. Let them come,” Jared replied calmly. “It’s only a matter of time before they track me down anyway. Showing a fraction of what I can do scares off bottom-feeders and saves us needless skirmishes. Besides, Earthfire Pavilion is curious about me now. That curiosity could turn into protection if we play our cards right.”

Vermilion Demon Lord mulled the logic, then offered a brief nod, scarlet hair stirring in the dusk. The pair returned to their inn, spending the rest of the evening sharpening blades, minds, and resolve for the journey through Flame Gorge at dawn.

Unbeknownst to them, word of the afternoon’s spectacle raced along every information channel in Crimson Flame City.

By nightfall, each major faction-Malevolent Path Hall included-spoke of a young, enigmatic cultivator who crushed a Level Seven Combat Puppet with bare hands.

“He shattered a Level Seven Combat Puppet’s Flame Dragon Slash with just his bare hands?”

Bennett Bloodwyn listened to the report, crimson eyes gleaming like coals. “No wonder Darkwind Gorge fell. That boy truly does have some skill.”