A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5762

Paxton had not expected such instant acceptance. For a moment, the mighty sect master looked almost startled.

"Consider carefully," he rumbled. "Our Beast-Soul Array is lethal. This is no child's sparring match."

"No need," Jared replied, shaking his head once.

Arden laughed, a razor-thin sound. "You still underestimate the Myriad Beast Sect, whelp. When you understand the might of the array, you wouldn't even have time to cry before you die."

Jared's smile was almost gentle. "So the legendary Myriad Beast Sect is that formidable, hm?"

Arden's brow knotted. "Are you mocking us?"

"If you are so formidable," Jared asked softly, "why did the Infinite Soul Demon Sect beat you down until you forgot how to fight back?"

"You—"

Arden's throat seized the instant the word left his beak-sharp lips. Rage flooded his eyes, yet for all that fury no further sound emerged, as though indignation itself had strangled whatever accusation he had prepared.

Paxton's massive frame leaned forward, shadow engulfing half the hall. In a voice as cold and final as an executioner's blade, he said, "Enough. Trade insults all you like, but real skill speaks on the battlefield. Three days from now, the truth will decide who's mocking whom."

Jared lifted an eyebrow, unhurried, as though the entire court were nothing more than a tavern porch at dusk. "Fine. I'll unravel your so-called Beast-Soul Array and let everyone witness what I can do—but I'll need something from you in return."

Paxton's mane of bronze hair barely shifted when he asked, "Name it."

"When I break that array," Jared said, tone mild but unyielding, "you will place one million celestial gems in my hand. I refuse to save your disciples only to be called a fraud afterward. That would be... most embarrassing."

His expression remained calm, almost detached, as though he were bargaining over wheat instead of miracles.

"A million? Why not rob the treasury while you're at it!" Arden shrieked, plumage bristling like spears of obsidian.

Jared's answering laugh was soft, cutting. "What's wrong? I thought you were certain I'd fail. Why are you afraid to wager with me?"

Silenced, Arden shot a glance toward Paxton.

After a long, granite-hard silence, Paxton nodded once. "Very well. Break the Beast-Soul Array, and you'll receive one million gems. I will even offer you a seat among our elders—an exception made for no one else."

"I don't need that," Jared replied, turning away. "See you in three days."

Cloak swirling like midnight water, he strode out of the hall without another word.

No sooner had he left than Gavin and Yvette hurried after him, the marble terrace echoing under their uneven breaths.

This is what true mastery looks like.

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