NovelStartJared nodded, and then they all proceeded to enter Pathfinder Sect.
After stepping into Pathfinder Sect, Jared found himself on a bustling street. There were numerous cultivators around, and countless shops peddling their wares. The atmosphere was lively and vibrant, making it the most bustling city Jared had ever seen in Ethereal Realm.
Within the vast halls of Pathfinder Sect, not only human cultivators roamed the streets but also members of the beast race, and a few Demonic Cultivators leisurely strolled around. That was indeed a rare sight.
In other regions of Ethereal Realm, there was widespread resistance against Demonic Cultivators. They were only treated with such friendliness in the area of Demonia Mountain.
Trystan led Jared and the others into a loft that didn’t seem particularly remarkable at first glance.
Trystan quietly said to Jared, “Mr. Chance, this is the place where Pathfinder Sect sells its information. Don’t underestimate this unassuming spot. The information disseminated from here is always incredibly shocking.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPeople would chere in search of their adversaries’ whereabouts, or to peddle the locations of magical items.
Seven cto gather information about their partners.” Jared wasn’t interested in any gossip or hearsay. All he wanted to know was the exact location of Lunarius Palace.
Inside the attic, there were various rooms of different sizes. Each room’s door was adorned with a small sign.
“Mr. Chance, could you please wait a moment? | need to check on something. We usually require an appointment first,” Trystan said to Jared.
Jared nodded. “Go ahead...” He then saw Trystan entering a small room. After lingering inside for a good ten minutes or so, Trystan emerged once again.
“Mr. Chance, the appointment is set for the afternoon. 8 _. to wait a bit longer...” Trystan said.
“Let's just wait, then!” Jared was in no rush, and Whalreth wasn’t particularly desperate for Demonia Stone either. All that mattered was that he could find Demonia Stone for Whalreth.
“Mr. Chance, since we have to wait, why don’t we take a stroll around Pathfinder Sect...” Serena suggested.
In truth, Serena wanted to stroll around with Faiyar casually, but she feared that Trystan wouldn't approve. That was why she decided to suggest to Jared.
“Sure. It’s a good chance to see if there’s anything worthwhile.” Jared nodded with a smile.
Since Jared had already mentioned going out for a stroll, it wouldn't be appropriate for Trystan to say anything else.
Afterward, they casually strolled down the street. Serena, holding Faiyar’s hand, was curiously looking around.
After all, Soul Demon Sect was nowhere near as prosperous as that place.
Suddenly, a slightly overweight middle-aged man cover, wearing a smile. He turned his attention to Trystan and asked, “Mr. Pruitt? May | ask if you are Mr. Pruitt of Soul Demon Sect?” The man’s complexion was rather off. His eyes glinted with a red hue. It was as if he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTrystan gazed at the man before him, and his brows slightly furrowed in confusion. “Yes, that's me. May | ask who you are?” “Mr. Pruitt, it really is you. What a coincidence! | was just about to send someone to Soul Demon Sect to invite you over. | am Moses Sutton, an elder of Pathfinder Sect.” The middle-aged man quickly introduced himself.
Upon hearing that he was an elder from Pathfinder Sect, Trystan instantly becmore courteous.
After all, an elder from Pathfinder Sect, regardless of their status or position, was in no way inferior to him, the sect leader of Soul Demon Sect.
Moreover, they had gone to Pathfinder Sect with a request. If Moses Sutton could lend a hand, it would make things much easier.
“Mr. Sutton, my apologies for any disrespect. May | ask what brings you to me?” Trystan asked in confusion.
“Mr. Pruitt, it's a long story. If you have the time, | hope you could visit my humble abode!” Moses extended an invitation to Trystan.
Trystan glanced at Jared, then nodded, saying, “That works. | don’t have much going on right now.” Upon hearing that Trystan had agreed, Moses brightened up, his mood visibly lifting and his complexion improving significantly.
“Master, | want to just wander around with Faiyar, so | won't follow along...” Serena wanted to spend more texploring with Faiyar, so she decided against visiting Moses’ home.
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