Chapter 1331 What Your Parents Taught You
Zion’s analysis obtained the agreement of many. The Demonic Cultivators are highly skilled and also adept at witchcraft. As a result, they are so much stronger when it comes to controlling minds and bodies.
Mr. Sanders nodded in agreement to Zion’s point. “You are right. There is that possibility. Though we have killed many Demonic Cultivators back then, they are highly skilled. Many have hidden their souls outside their bodies. It is possible that they have latched themselves onto the bodies of others with their current reemergence.”
“One more thing,” Zion added. “Some ordinary people, upon being possessed by evil spirits, would find their powers magnified and their souls incited with terrible bloodlust. They will also possess the skill to devour and rely on it to consume the essence of others to cultivate themselves. Some of us here who were quietly unassuming have suddenly become extraordinarily powerful. They must have learned the skill of devouring.”
The crowd was stunned when Zion spoke. They were all curious to discover who among them was somebody of his description, as Jared’s information was not public knowledge.
“Who is this person you speak of, President Zeigler?” somebody asked Zion. “Could there be Demonic Cultivators in our midst?”
Zion produced a file of Jared’s detailed information. “Have a look at these documents. You’ll understand better then.”
The crowd looked at Jared’s documents before turning to him with shock on their faces.
Jared, however, met their gaze and appeared very calm as he knew that no evil spirits possessed him, nor was he a Demonic Cultivator.
“I’m sure all of you know that Jared is the person I’m referring to,” Zion declared after giving Jared a cold glare. “He has achieved Martial Arts Marquis in a few short months. How could there be such a talented person in the world?”
“I happen to be abnormally gifted. Are you bunch of geezers jealous? You could also attain progress in a few months if you were skillful,” Jared said to Zion with a mischievous grin on his face. “Don’t be a naysayer when you aren’t capable yourself. I wonder what your parents taught you when you grew up.”
“Why, you little…”
Zion was incensed by those words, but he could only suppress his anger as Mr. Sanders was present.
“Even if you’re talented, how do you explain your devouring capabilities?” Zion demanded. “Don’t think nobody would find out that you devour the essence of others.”
“Why should I explain it to you?” Jared snorted. “There are other techniques to devour somebody else’s essence. You just don’t know any.”
“You’re just trying to justify yourself. You are possessed by an evil spirit. The martial arts world in Jadeborough has been turned upside down since you arrived here. On behalf of all the practitioners in our city, we must get rid of you, a Demonic Cultivator, today.”
Zion grunted coldly as his murderous aura bristled.
The others in attendance also glared at Jared. Once Zion made a move, they, too, would charge.
Lachlan, who was behind Jared, appeared shocked and conflicted. “Mr. Chance, are you…”
Even Lachlan did not know if Jared was a Demonic Cultivator.
Jared turned around to smile at him. “Do you think I’m a Demonic Cultivator?”
While Lachlan gazed at Jared, temporarily lost for words, Howard declared, “I believe Jared. He is not a Demonic Cultivator. Even if he is, he’s hundreds of times more powerful than those attention-seeking pretenders.”
Howard’s words wounded many of them deeply. There was no longer a difference between good and evil in the martial arts world. Some righteous sects had done more atrocious things than Demonic Cultivators for the sake of power.
The atmosphere grew tense. The nervous heartbeats of several dozen people who held their breath as one were crystal clear in the disquieting silence.
