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"It's not completely incurable."

A voice came from the entrance of the Sky Horde Sect.

Amell rushed out with a group of disciples after he heard the voice. Upon a closer look, a large muscular man in a floral jacket was walking over with a red mink. Amell immediately detected a demonic presence on the red mink, so he asked cautiously,

"May I ask who you are?"

"Oh? This guy is quite discerning!" said the man next to the red mink.

"I'm from the Davenports from the Eastern District of the Northern Territory, and this is Lady Harkin."

"Eastern District of the Northern Territory? The Davenports? Are you from Lindejon Collective?"

The man replied, "Indeed. No need to worry, sir. We're here to help you."

"Help me?" Amell was surprised. "I don't need a cultivation breakthrough, and I didn't ask for help from the immortals. Where is this coming from?"

"Hahaha, there's no need to play dumb with us. We're here for your disciple, Clint."

"Clint?" Amell was surprised.

The man explained, "Yes. Actually, Mr. Melton was a close friend of the Davenports' patriarch in his previous life. Our patriarch once promised that if necessary, the Davenports' disciples must come to help Mr. Melton no matter the conditions." "Uh..." Amell hesitated. It was not because he did not believe in the Davenports. He knew that Clint had divine connections.

However, in his knowledge, there should be no cure for being lost in the spiritual realm. Even his own master had died there.

Now, he was told there was a way to rescue Clint.

Of course, Amell was happy about it. However, upon second thought, he wondered, 'Can they really do it?'

Seeing Amell's hesitation, the man asked impatiently, "What's the matter? Don't you believe in Lady Harkin's strength?"

"No, no." Amell quickly shook his

head. "It's not that I don't believe in you, but my disciple lost his mind due to his own actions. Our seet should take care of this matter. We don't wish to trouble you."

Harkin, the mink demon, suddenly spoke.

"Young one, I'm here sincerely. You don't need to worry. to worry. We value the young sirfrom the Meltons very much. Of course, we won't act recklessly. I assure you that there's

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definitely a way to cure

When Harkin spoke, the people from the towns nearby felt her demonic power and fell silent. They did not even dare to breathe loudly. "What do you think?" Harkin asked in a cold, faraway manner.

"Oh... Okay... Please come with me." Amell was shocked by her powerful aura. His legs became weak, and his voice trembled.novelbin

He quickly took them to where Clint was.

Harkin simply stepped forward to take a look before saying to Amell, "Please step out first. Just wait for us outside."

With that, Amell quickly left with the group of disciples. They went to the entrance and waited patiently.

At this time, Landrich expressed his concerns, "Is this... really okay? We're cultivators, but the power of that immortal doesn't seem..." "Enough!" Amell interrupted sternly at this time. "There's no other way, so we can only let them give it a try."

Less than half an hour later, Harkin and the man walked out.

Amell hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "How is my disciple doing?"

The man said, "He's fine now. Mr.

Melton will be safe and sound if you enter the cave after midnight tonight. Remember, you must only goin after midnight."

"Okay! We'll remember this!" Amell and all the disciples thanked Harkin.