As soon as Jared did that, a muffled grunt rang out.
A deep pit appeared in the ground, and a Demonic Cultivator jumped up from the ground with the mystical herb in his arms.
Obviously, the mystical herb didn’t just burrow underground on its own. Instead, that Demonic Cultivator had tried to snatch it away.
Jared narrowed his eyes and glared at that Demonic Cultivator. “Give the mystical herb back to me!”
Not taking Jared seriously, the Demonic Cultivator scoffed, “You’ve just become a Tribulator cultivator. You’re not worthy of this mystical herb! I’ll be merciful and allow you to leave. Otherwise, I’ll make you suffer!”
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