Jacob from the Dark Realm Returns

Chapter 120: Refusal

Everyone fell silent again.

Avada and Clemon widened their eyes in surprise.

'Jacob rejected Marshal's offer...!'

Avada was rapturous. He thought that Jacob would become the successor to the Marshal and he

would never have a chance to take revenge.

'Jacob just said no to Marshal. He was doomed!'

Alan was surprised, but he also found it reasonable, 'Jacob could have a strong background.

Otherwise, he wouldn't turn down a Divinity Phase expert and the tempting offer he made without

hesitation.'

Meanwhile, Alan was terrified, 'Jacob turned Shaan down in such a direct way. That was a Divinity

Phase expert!'

'Wasn't he afraid of death?'

Shaan's attitude was against everyone's expectations.

With a hot temper and inclination to bear grudges, Shaan would cut Jacob to pieces because of

Jacob's rudeness.

However, Shaan did not.

He said with interest, "Then tell me who is qualified?"

Jacob stood with his hands behind his back and looked up into the sky. There were pictures in his C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

mind.

He had got through quite a lot.

This was his second life. There was only one person who was qualified to be his teacher.

Jacob rose like a comet.

Slaying saints, kidnapping holy girls, stealing spirit medicine, annihilating enemies,...

The ashes and remains of his enemies were his ladder to the top!

However, few people in the universe knew who he learnt everything from.

Some knew that Jacob had only one teacher. He was a cultivator who had just reached the Gasification

Phase.

After his teacher died, Jacob didn't acknowledge anyone else as his teacher.

When Jacob first showed his talent, many major forces, including some masters, extended their hands

to Jacob. However, Jacob turned all of them down.

In his heart, he had only one teacher.

It was an old man who had taken him back and raised him!

"No one could be my teacher in the whole universe!"

Age and melancholy seeped out from his voice.

Shaan froze.

He didn't expect such an answer from Jacob.

"Kid, you're arrogant, and I like it!" Unlike his usual attitude, Shaan said, "My old friends, Jeremy's

grandfather and Sancho's teacher have both contacted me. They said that they would owe me a favor

if I could take your head for them...."

"A promise of a Divinity Phase expert is priceless...."

There was sweat on Alan's forehead.

He gave hints to Jacob several times.

However, Jacob chose to ignore him.

"If you agree to be my student, I will protect you. However, if you refuse, kid, do you know what will

happen?"

Shaan's expression became grave.

Jacob said with scorn, "My sword will tell you!"

"Kid, confidence is good, but over-confidence equals to conceit, which is a recipe for disaster...."

Shaan sounded cold, and his expression became graver.

He appreciated Jacob, but Jacob was too arrogant and conceited.

The Emperor of the Dark Realm despised everyone!

Jacob did not argue with Shaan about whether he was conceited or not.

There was a flash of coldness in his eyes. He said, "You want to stop me today?"

Shaan squinted, "If you don't agree to be my student, I'll have to represent my friends' interests. You've

killed their descendants in my place. I have to do something for them...."

"So be it!"

Jacob shouted. Then, he took a step forward and soared into the air.

He headed towards the distance.

He wasn't trying to escape.

He was worried that the force of the fight between him and the Divinity Phase expert would destroy the

spirit spring cave.

He had taken it as his personal property. Besides, the spirit fetus was in his possession, so it was more

justified for him to occupy the spirit spring here.

"Kid, let me see if you have the ability to be arrogant!"

Shaan also shouted.

Then, he disappeared from where he was. Like a giant roc spreading its wings, he flew into the sky and

followed Jacob.

Avada, Clemon and Alan remained where they were.

Avada looked with resentment in the direction where Shaan had just left.

"Jacob, you're playing with fire!"

"Clemon, how many moves do you think Jacob can take before he dies?"

Avada said with excitement as if he had seen Jacob being cut to pieces by Shaan.

Clemon glanced at Avada, "He will take more moves than you!"

"You...." Avada glared at Clemon. It was his open sore that he was punched in the air in one move by

Jacob.

Instead of talking to Clemon, Avada stared in the direction where Shaan and Jacob had left. His

resentment towards Jacob was growing.

'Jacob must die.'

'He must die like a dog so that I would feel better.'

Alan was also looking in the direction where they had left.

He wished that he could know what was happening.

In the end, Alan decided that he would follow them despite the risk of being injured by furious Shaan,

the Hand of God.

He hoped that Shaan would spare Jacob's life for the sake of the Dale family.

Just as Alan was about to take action, Shaan and Jacob were coming back.

...

In a few seconds, they had moved several hundred meters and returned to where they were.

Shaan's expression remained unchanged!

Jacob was safe and sound!

Seeing that Jacob had returned intact, Avada was surprised.

...

'What?'

'Jacob was still alive?'

'Marshal was a cruel man. Even if he left Jacob alive, he would have beaten Jacob to the point of being

at his last gasp.'

'How could it be possible?'

'Marshal looked not so well.'

Avada didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing that Jacob was not injured, Alan was relieved.

He changed his mind about Jacob.

'What a strong person. Not only did he punch Avada in the air in one move, but he was also able to

gather his Qi to form a net and capture the spirit fetus.'

'How mysterious he was.'

'Now, he was not injured.'

Alan had never expected that Jacob would be a match for Shaan. He was convinced that Jacob's

background was strong enough that Shaan, a Divinity Phase expert, was terrified of it and willing to

show him respect!

'Was Jacob really a descendant of one of the secluded Medical Immortals?'

'It would be the only possibility since he was not a descendant of the secluded families.'

"Mr. Dale, let's go!"

Soon after, Jacob said to Alan.

Seeing Shaan have no intention of stopping them, Alan made a bow with hands folded in front, "Alan is

leaving now!"

For a Divinity Phase expert, one needed to be respectful!

Shaan nodded.

Then, he turned his eyes upon Jacob and said, "If you want to be my student someday, you can still get

all those things...."

Jacob sneered. Without saying anything, he left.

...

Seeing Jacob being so arrogant and leaving safe and sound, Avada was furious.

...

Then, he couldn't help but ask Shaan, "Marshal, why did you let him go?"

Shaan flashed him a look and said without any emotion, "Avada, you should act more like an expert. If

you think only of relying on others to help you take care of someone that you can't defeat, you will

never reach the Divinity Phase!"

After saying that, Shaan disappeared.

...

...

The Triangle Region, a divine stronghold!

Shaan, the Hand of the God and Marshal of the Triangle Region, was living here.

It was a modern stronghold.

Those who were close to him were living here, too.

The villa in the highest place of the stronghold and with the best design was Shaan's residence. It

represented the style of the Triangle Region.

Inside the hall.

Shaan was sitting in his chair.

A beautiful, exotic girl in her twenties was giving Shaan a shoulder massage.

"Grandfather, that Jacob was so disrespectful to you today. Why did you let him go?"

She asked.