“Master, I have a bit of a stomachache. You all go ahead, I’ll catch up soon!”
He had barely taken two steps when Clifford suddenly clutched his stomach and spoke.
Trystan slightly furrowed his brows and said, “Stomachache? Why are you having a sudden stomachache?”
Jared stepped forward and asked, “Mr. Fowler, do you need me to take a look?”
Clifford waved his hand and said, “There’s no need to trouble you, Mr. Chance. It’s probably just an upset stomach. I’ll be fine after using the restroom. You all go ahead. Don’t worry about me. I’ll catch up shortly.”
Upon seeing that Clifford’s condition wasn’t serious, Jared nodded and said, “Alright then, just remember to catch up with us quickly.”
As soon as Jared and the others left, Clifford instantly straightened his body, then turned and chased in the direction Stephen and his group had departed.
After pursuing Stephen and the others, Clifford shouted out loud, “Dr. Livingstone, wait a moment…”
Stephen was taken aback, casting a puzzled look at Clifford. With a cautious expression, he asked, “What’s the matter?”
“Dr. Livingstone, I have some good news to share with you. I wonder if you would be interested?” Clifford said.
“What good news?” Stephen inquired.
“Dr. Livingstone, do you know of a person named Jared Chance?” Clifford asked.
“Jared Chance?” Stephen was momentarily taken aback, then he shook his head.
Behind Stephen, a bearded monk, Marco Blankenship, hurriedly asked, “Are you referring to Jared, the one who was sentenced to death by Demon Seal Alliance?”
“Exactly, it’s him!” Clifford quickly nodded in agreement.
“What’s going on?” asked Stephen.
Marco hastily recounted the matter of Demon Seal Alliance trying to kill Jared with its century- long offering to Stephen.
After hearing this, Stephen’s eyes immediately lit up and he exclaimed, “The hundred years offering of Demon Seal Alliance? That’s an enormous resource…”
“Stephen, I presume many people are currently searching everywhere for Jared. However, I now know where Jared is,” Clifford said.
“Do you?” Stephen gave Clifford a glance, then cautiously asked, “Since you know, why didn’t you tell your master and take the hundred-year offering on behalf of Soul Demon Sect, but instead came looking for me? Are you trying to pull some kind of trick? Let me tell you, I am not easily fooled…”
“Dr. Livingstone, you’ve misunderstood, I didn’t come to deceive you. I truly know where Jared is.”
Subsequently, Clifford recounted Jared’s affairs in meticulous detail.
Upon hearing that Trystan had been aided by Jared to survive the lightning tribulation and elevate his cultivation level, leading to his recovery, Stephen finally understood.
The only way to extend one’s lifespan during the period of decline was to break through one’s cultivation level, for no elixir or special herb would be of any use.
“Why did you feel the need to tell me about this? What benefit does it bring you?”
Stephen still hadn’t let down his guard against Clifford.
After all, for Clifford, there was absolutely no benefit in doing so.
“Stephen, I only hope that when you kill Jared, you would also eliminate that fellow called Faiyar who is always by my junior’s side. Once he’s dead, she will no longer think of him.”
Clifford spoke, his eyes filled with hatred.
Seeing Clifford’s expression, Stephen suddenly burst into hearty laughter.
“Haha, I understand now. Rest easy. I will kill the man by your junior’s side.”
Stephen laughed heartily and gave Clifford a pat on the shoulder.
“Stephen, you must never reveal that it was I who told you this. Otherwise, my master will not spare me,” Clifford earnestly reminded Stephen.
“Rest assured, how could I possibly betray you after receiving such a generous gift from you?” Stephen said with a laugh.
Upon receiving Stephen’s reassurances, Clifford felt at ease. Consequently, he quickly turned around and ran after Jared and the others.
And so, Stephen, accompanied by four cultivators, set off to intercept Jared and his companions up ahead.
