“Who were those people?” Jared asked in confusion.
“A group of Demonic Cultivators. They have been staying here in Mount Crimson for many years, but I left them alone since they never attacked us. After all, Mount Crimson is vast, so having a bunch of Demonic Cultivators here wouldn’t really affect us. I didn’t expect them to create poison veils to confuse us, though!” Tiger King exclaimed angrily.
“There are Demonic Cultivators here in this mountain? Those guys really are everywhere!” Jared said. It seems that one can encounter Demonic Cultivators in any place that is slightly remote and secluded!
“Thank you for helping us, young man! Otherwise, we would have made an enemy out of you human cultivators. I’ll go teach those b*stards a lesson!” Tiger King said and got ready to leave with the other tigers.
“Wait! Since you’ve been living in Mount Crimson for so long, have you seen any spiritual stones or mystical herbs with celestial energy?” Jared called out to Tiger King.
Tiger King grew cautious the moment he heard Jared mention celestial energy. It shook its head and said, “No, and I would advise you not to believe rumors so easily. There is no celestial energy here in Mount Crimson.”
Tiger King then led its subordinates away after that.
Jared couldn’t help but feel as though the creature was keeping something from him. I bet it knows about celestial energy, and it just doesn’t want to tell me about it!
After the silver tigers had left, Jared sensed Misho’s location and ran after them.
If there are Demonic Cultivators here on this mountain, then the situation is a lot more dangerous than I expected! Demon beasts may be easy to deal with, but Demonic Cultivators are no pushovers! Misho and the others were shocked when they saw Jared catch up to them.
“Are you okay, young man?” Misho asked, his voice laced with a hint of concern.
“I’m fine!” Jared replied with a faint smile.
“What about those silver tigers?” Tamazi asked anxiously as he glanced behind them, only to realize that they weren’t following Jared.
“Don’t worry. Those silver tigers have left. They only attacked us because they were under the influence of the poison veil. Everything is fine now,” Jared replied.
The group breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that. Had those silver tigers continued to attack them, they could very well end up dead on Mount Crimson.
“Thank you so much for your help today, young man. Otherwise, we would all be dead meat!” Misho said gratefully. The other cultivators, too, stepped forward to thank Jared. None of them dared look down on him after that.
“We should help each other now that we’re in the same group, Old Mr. Giuvali,” Jared replied with a smile. He then glanced about as he continued, “Where’s Mr. Chevalier and Kiara?”
Misho shrugged. “I don’t know. They left first, and we couldn’t catch up to them. Maybe they went in a different direction.”
Jared’s brow furrowed when he heard that. He had a bad feeling when he recalled the presence of Demonic Cultivators in the mountain and how Rostom didn’t take the pills.
“Oh, no…” Jared mumbled with a frown.
“What’s wrong?” Misho asked in confusion.
“There are Demonic Cultivators in Mount Crimson. That poison veil we saw earlier wasn’t natural. It was man-made. They know our location as well. That’s why the poison veil drifted over to us,” Jared explained.
“What? You mean someone made that poison veil? But Mr. Chevalier had chosen the route we took based on his many years of experience! It’s the safest and most secluded route possible. How could anyone else know about it?” Misho exclaimed in disbelief.
We followed Hamish to the southern region because he knew the place like the back of his hand! Everything has always been fine, so why would this happen now?
“I don’t want to jump to conclusions too soon, but I believe someone in our group secretly exposed our location. You guys can get some rest here while I go look for Mr. Chevalier and Kiara,” Jared conveyed before setting off in search of the father-and-daughter duo.
