A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5324

Lyra's cheeks flushed pink, but before she could answer, Flaxseed hopped off his seat and paced with his hands clasped behind him, brow furrowed, thoroughly disgruntled.

“Mr. Flaxseed, you just advanced to Earthly Immortal Realm Level Nine. That's a cause for celebration, so why the troubled expression?” Jared asked in puzzlement.

Flaxseed halted immediately and turned to stare at Jared. “What do you think? You two kept moaning over there every day. How was I supposed to concentrate? I may have broken through, but now I'm simmering with fire, and there's nowhere to put it—that's hardly cause for joy!”

Jared burst into booming laughter. Lyra, mortified, wished the floor would swallow her; both hands flew over her face, and even the tips of her ears turned scarlet.

“My oversight, my oversight entirely,” Jared admitted, still chuckling.

“Once we're back outside, I'll find a few female cultivators so you can indulge yourself, Mr. Flaxseed. How's that?” Jared added.

Flaxseed huffed, but the promise softened his scowl. Even so, the look he threw at Jared fairly dripped with envy.

After tidying their belongings, the trio stepped out of the Pentacarna Tower. Jared tucked the tower away and led the others from the cavern.

As the stone door slid shut behind them, sunlight spilled over their shoulders—warm, familiar, achingly welcome.

They realized an entire year had passed inside the tower, yet only three days had slipped by in the outside world.

The door sealed. The final ember of rune-light winked out, leaving only cave-shadow and the echo of their own breathing.

Lyra lingered, fingertips still tingling with remembered celestial energy, while mountain wind rustled the pines overhead.

“Truth be told, the air out here feels fresher than the tower's,” Jared said, stretching until his joints popped like castanets.

Newly tempered Earthly Immortal Realm spiritual energy flowed through his meridians—slow, strong, and utterly steady.

He glanced at Lyra. She stood with her head bowed; a blush crept up the pale column of her neck while her fingers twisted her sleeve without thought.

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