The Legendary Man

Chapter 1240

The man said nothing further and made no move to punish Jonathan and Stellario for the death of theprison guard. After giving them one last glance, he swiftly turned on his heels and departed from thescene.

Over ten minutes later, Stellario got to his feet, his face pale.

He took out two Spirit Rejuvenating Pills from his storage ring and swiftly consumed them. With the pillsin his system, he activated the cultivation method passed down in the Mallory family, extracting themeager amount of spiritual energy contained within the pills before the prison’s formation could get toit.

“Jon, there is something strange about that man. He didn’t use any spiritual energy but managed toseal my elixir field and energy field.”

Jonathan glanced at Marmount’s body in the prison cell across from them and let out a soft sigh.

“That man just now could be using pure physical strength, so be careful.”

“Pure physical strength?”

Stellario’s expression tensed up briefly before he shook his head.

“Don’t joke around. If he could suppress me using only his physical strength, why didn’t he kill usearlier?”

“Why would he kill us?” Jonathan furrowed his brows, fixing his gaze on Stellario.

Stellario cast a quick glance at the scattered bones outside the prison cell. “Hey, have you forgottenalready? We just killed one of the prison guards here.”

“Yes, we did kill a prison guard.” Jonathan still sounded confused. “Even so, why would he kill us overthe death of a mere prison guard?”

Stellario gaped at Jonathan incredulously.

“Isn’t that enough reason? We killed his subordinate!”

“Are you talking about an Outer City envoy?” Jonathan responded calmly. “Did you forget how theycome about?”

Stellario stared at Jonathan, obviously dumbfounded.

Previously, Jonathan had shared all the information with him, including details about the envoys inYannopolis.

These so-called envoys were actually selected from the villagers of Village 108. They were given theopportunity to advance into the God Realm. After that, the cultivators from the southern region andnorthern region would swap places at Yannopolis’ Outer City.

It meant that every villager of the small world could become a Yannopolis envoy if they were luckyenough.

“Do you understand now?” Jonathan asked Stellario, who looked dazed.

“A prison guard holds the lowest position regardless of where we are. This is especially true in thesmall world, where human lives are of little value. As long as we are deemed more valuable than theprison guard, the one in charge wouldn’t take our lives.”

“Are you suggesting that…” Stellario’s voice trailed off, his eyes searching Jonathan’s face withuncertainty. “You had already deduced all of this before we made our move?”

In response, Jonathan merely flashed a smile.

“That’s not a deduction. I’m just going along with the flow.”

Seeing how calm Jonathan looked, Stellario turned around and approached Merilyn, who was stillunconscious.

Despite knowing Jonathan meant well, Stellario couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being used as amere pawn in Jonathan’s plans.

Sensing Stellario’s displeasure, Jonathan made no move to explain himself.

Their partnership was solely based on necessity, and it was not like they were in a romanticrelationship. Jonathan believed he didn’t owe Stellario an explanation for every detail of his plans.

Stellario gently combed Merilyn’s disheveled hair.

He chuckled softly and muttered, “I have concerns about whether the eight respectable families cantruly rival the power of Asura’s Office. Luckily, people like you are few and far between. Once we getout of here, regardless of the intentions of the other families, the Mallory family will surely make a moveagainst Asura’s Office.”

Stellario appeared to be murmuring quietly, but both Jonathan and Stellario were well aware that hedidn’t mean it.

The Mallory family was not alone in their intentions. Had it not been for the sudden emergence of thesmall world, diverting the attention of the eight respectable families, they would have united forces afterthe River Onxy battle to confront both Asura’s Office and the Yaleview Army.

Their collective goal was to seize control of Chanaea’s military power and bring about a significant shiftin the balance of power.

However, the small world introduced a new variable into the already complex situation in Chanaea.

Jonathan was not the only ordinary cultivator being suppressed in this realm. The eight respectablefamilies exerted their dominance over the cultivation resources in Chanaea, effectively monopolizingthem. They also held a firm grip on various hidden sects.

In the recent few hundred years, cultivation resources were getting scarce, causing the hidden sects toscramble to survive.

The hidden sects, once possessing imperishable inheritances that could rival the power of the eightrespectable families thousands of years ago, had been compelled to submit to the control of thefamilies due to their non-confrontational method.

Take, for example, the Fantasy Sword Sect, where Lauryn was a cultivator.

Once renowned for their imperishable inheritance, they had now become a private training institutionunder the control of the eight respectable families.

Their primary objective was to ingratiate themselves with the families and secure meager cultivationresources.

Nearly all sects had to grovel and compromise in order to ensure the continuation of their inheritanceswithin the complex web of feuds among the eight respectable families.

Of course, there were sects who refused to give in like Phoebus Sect from Summerbank.

In the end, the once prestigious sect that had stood for over two thousand years met its downfall.novelbin

The highest-ranked cultivator of the entire sect was merely a Grandmaster.

Though a Grandmaster was capable of establishing their own sect, Jonathan had dealt a severe blowby destroying the core inheritance of the sect.

In Chanaea’s current cultivation environment, such sects could never make a comeback.

However, the emergence of this small world gave them hope.

Indeed, while the small world presented its own dangers, it also held boundless opportunities within itsvast expanse.

It was a realm brimming with valuable treasures waiting to be discovered.

If one could gain a head start within the small world, even if it was merely a single rare opportunity, onewould have the potential to shift the balance of power in Chanaea.

Too many people had entered the small world.

However, everyone who was here was focused on their own objectives and lacked a comprehensiveview of the entire situation.

Even Jonathan, renowned for his strategic thinking and foresight, was only able to grasp a fraction ofthe larger picture due to the constraints of limited information.

Leaning against the cold wall, Jonathan recalled what Stellario told him earlier.

Did he say people like me are few and far between? He’s wrong, though. Contrary to what he believes,there are indeed others like me. Joshua possesses remarkable strategic skills, and being in theancestral land of the Whitley family grants him a significant advantage. Then there’s Wilbur, who shouldhave already left Yaleview when the small world opened. It’s been days since I arrived here, so heshould have received news about it. Furthermore, I can’t ignore the fact that the Divine Realmcultivators from the eight respectable families will undoubtedly plot against me.

As Jonathan thought back to the various formidable cultivators he had encountered, a sense ofpressure and self-doubt began to weigh on him.

He acknowledged that while he possessed some unique abilities and perspectives, he was still farbehind the exceptionally talented cultivators he would encounter.

In this treacherous small world, merely surviving would be considered a stroke of luck, let alonecompeting with others.