A Man Like None Other

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Chapter 3874 Lend A Hand "Mr. Chance, what do you plan to do with them? Do you also know how to craft puppets?" Dillon asked curiously. "I know a little, but I haven't tried,” Jared said humbly.

Dillon looked at Jared with an incredulous expression. He wondered if there was anything that Jared, a Fourth Level Tribulator cultivator, did not know.

He led Jared into an arcane array that illuminated with a sequence of dazzling beams of light.

Jared knew from a glance that this was a small-scale Teleportation Array that could only teleport a short distance. However, if even a branch of Pathfinder Sect had a small Teleportation Array, this showed just how stringent their defensive measures were.

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"Mr. Chance, Southedge City is a complex place. There are many powers and influences. Pathfinder Sect houses many secrets and resources. To prevent any surprise attacks, we must exercise caution and discretion," Dillon said.

Jared nodded in understanding. After all, there was hardly any order in the Ethereal Realm. Fights could break out at any moment over resources.

The region around Demonia Mountain in the southern region was relatively decent. It had its own order, far from being hopelessly chaotic, and even provided a place for Demonic Cultivators.

The five major regions of the Ethereal Realm were in chaos despite having a governor in charge. Jared wondered what on earth the governor was doing in the midst of all this mess.

For hundreds of years, the governor had been absent from the world. It was either he had ascended to immortality, or he had already passed away.

"Kid, could you doa favor and ask Pathfinder Sect to helpfind my remains? The region of Demonia Mountain is vast. If you were to search for my remains on your own, it would take forever," Vermilion Demon Lord said to Jared.

Once the skeleton was complete, Vermilion Demon Lord could gradually restore his physical form and then return to the celestial realm.

Pathfinder Sect's business spanned almost the entire southern region, and they had numerous disciples under their wing. They were privy to a wealth of information. Vermilion Demon Lord was certain that their search would be much faster than Jared's.

Jared turned to Dillon and asked, "Mr. Sawyer, does Pathfinder Sect deal in more than just the trade of information? Do you also engage in the business of locating items?" "Of course, we at Pathfinder Sect engage in all sorts of business. The only exceptions are assassination jobs. We don't help people kill. As long as the money is right, we're on board." "That's fantastic. I hope you can assistin locating the remains of a corpse. They should be scattered somewhere around Demonia Mountain, but I'm not sure about the specific location." Dillon furrowed his brows slightly. "The remains of a corpse? Demonia Mountain is littered with them. Countless people have died here. Without a specific location or marker, it would be incredibly difficult to find anything." "I noticed something unusual about these remains." Jared took out the skull and arm bones of Vermilion Demon Lord, showing them to Dillon.

Dillon merely took one look and astonishment filled his eyes.

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"Mr. Chance, I'm afraid these remains don't belong to the Ethereal Realm. Could they be the remains of anm immortal from the celestial realm? There seems to be a trace of life force still lingering within these bones." Jared nodded. "Indeed, these are the remains of an immortal from the celestial realm."

Upon seeing Jared's trust in him, Dillon admitted it outright and said, "All right, I'll record the condition and aura of these remains and place it in Pathfinder Sect's task repository." "Many thanks, Mr. Sawyer," Jared said while carefully storing away the remains.

"Mr. Chance, you're too polite. As I said, we're simply conducting business." Dillon waved his hand.

The arcane array activated and all Jared could perceive was a flash of bright light, immediately followed by him appearing in a room.

The room was decorated in a minimalist style and filled with a multitude of array runes etched throughout. If anyone dared to cause trouble within, these array runes would be activated instantly.

It was undeniable that Pathfinder Sect was remarkably meticulous and considerably wealthy. In a place like the Ethereal Realm, even the most ordinary communication devices were exorbitantly priced, not to mention the arcane arrays laid out throughout the sect.

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