A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5319

“Fire unicorn!”

“We’re rich! Capturing it to make a pill could skyrocket our cultivation!”

The crowd was attracted to the fire unicorn. They all swarmed toward it.

With a thunderous, sky-splitting roar, the fire unicorn threw back its maned head and exhaled a river of living flame. The inferno coiled into the shape of a dragon, rushing forward and reducing the foremost attackers to ash.

Finished, the beast lowered its blazing muzzle and brushed its massive head against Jared’s shoulder, amber eyes glowing with an almost childlike affection.

“Hold them off!” Jared rasped.

As though it understood, the fire unicorn wheeled around, hooves biting into the churned earth. Its jaws yawned wide, and a volley of fist-sized fireballs burst forth, streaking skyward before arcing down like a storm of burning meteors.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Shockwaves rippled across the courtyard, hurling enemy cultivators into the air. Yet even through the thinning smoke, Jared knew it was but a pause.

The Sixth Hall and Malevolent Path Hall had not taken action. If the Sword Sect revealed everything, they would perish.

The Blood Guard was fighting with Ararat. When he saw the fire unicorn, his eyes filled with greed. “Ararat, I’ll spare you for now!”

He turned toward the fire unicorn. “The celestial beast is mine!”

Ararat darted after him, but a group of Celestial Palace’s cultivators blocked him, forcing him into a desperate skirmish while the Blood Guard streaked toward Jared.

“Jared Chance, die!” the Blood Guard roared.

He slammed a destructive crimson palm strike toward Jared.

Jared felt despair. He could no longer fight back.

At that breathless instant, two voices rang out from opposite corners of the sky.

“Please stop!”

“Ganging up on someone is a pathetic move!”

Boom!

“Not exactly.” Infinides inclined his head toward Jared. “We are here to lend Jared a hand.”

“Jared happens to be the man my disciple has chosen,” he added, eyes narrowing with playful menace. “I have no wish for my disciple to become a widow.”

Lyra blinked, bewilderment swirling across her delicate features.

She had never heard of Jared having a lover.

Jared lifted one apologetic hand. “I’ll explain later,” he promised, an embarrassed smile tugging at his mouth. “Truth is, I have quite a few women in my life.”

“As a cultivator, having a few women is normal!” Corin said.

A faint flush crept across Jared’s cheekbones. He said nothing more. After all, his situation was far messier. He had more than ten women acquainted with him.

Some women were strictly business—for example, Miya and Livya from the Seizon family. Ozrell had forced Jared to sleep with them so they could inherit his bloodline.

He did not have feelings for them.