The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 819-Aetomoye didn’t expect Jonathan would ask a profound question like that in a deadly situation.

Aside from shock, he felt puzzled. “You’re asking that now?”

“That’s right.” Jonathan nodded and answered matter-of-factly, “Since we’re just staring at each other right now, I may as well utilize the time to learn more. How do you think I managed to raise my cultivation level this quickly? It’s because I love learning. Whether through experience or understanding, the more information I absorb, the more I expand my knowledge. It also helps me solve any problem I encounter when cultivating in the future.”

The more he spoke, the gutsier he sounded. By the end, he was practically painting himself as a studious, inquisitive, and positive figure.

In response to Jonathan’s fiery speech, Aetomoye waved his hand. “Please stop tooting your own horn, Mr. Goldstein.”

Jonathan rubbed his hands together and smiled obsequiously. “You’re my senior in terms of cultivation, Aetomoye. Heck, I’m even willing to call you my mentor. Since we’re in a stalemate and have nothing better to do, I thought I’d ask you that question. Of course, you’re free to ignore me if you like. I’ll just keep thinking about how to kill you.”

As he spoke, he started making himself somewhat transparent, as though he was going to disappear at any moment.

Just as Jonathan’s figure was about to vanish, Aetomoye spoke. “Wait.”

While he had taken control of Jonathan’s blood with the power of his Pryncyp, that was all he could do.

He had no access to other parts of Jonathan’s body because he wasn’t the owner of the body he was residing in. If I want to negotiate with Jonathan, I need to relent a little. After all, both of us are trying to stay alive.

When Jonathan rematerialized his figure, he gazed at Aetomoye with annoyance. “What’s up?”

He was acting as though he wasn’t the one who had just asked a question.

Upon sighing, Aetomoye answered, “Since you’ve asked, I suppose I can provide you with my insight.”

“Okay.” With a wave of his hand, Jonathan summoned a table and a chair on the empty stage.

After taking his seat, he materialized a blackboard next to Aetomoye.

illusions, Mr. Goldstein.

lectured, “Different cultivators refer to what you call ‘life force’ with distinct terms, such as vital energy, life energy, etc. Some even call it a soul! In the end, these are just different names for the same thing, the purest energy in existence. You can think of this energy as consciousness, but it’s not spiritual sense.

body of a mortal dies, their life force disappears. However, a cultivator like you can abandon their body and continue to exist as

Aetomoye nodded.

number one Divine Realm cultivator, he would usually answer any questions

who was always eager to learn regardless

understanding, the soul is my consciousness, my thoughts. It has nothing to do with the body. For example, when a mortal dies, even though their consciousness wants to keep living, it can’t because it has lost what’s keeping it alive. And so,

that your life force relies on your Pryncyp’s power to hold itself together from

“That’s right.”

on Jonathan’s countenance. “I understand everything now. As long as you have a life

Aetomoye was slightly

next moment, he sensed a strange

he realized Jonathan’s meridian was surging

world, the religious cultivators attacking Hossom suddenly leaped backward as if they

turning his head back, he saw Jonathan sitting on

the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique as he

were starting to tear themselves apart due to

doing, Jonathan?”

going to destroy myself and take your life!” As Jonathan howled in pain, he

in debilitating pain if even a little bit of

that moment, Jonathan was forcing nearly a third of his spiritual

released a muffled grunt instead

you son of a b*tch!” As he yelled, his meridians were ripped apart. The root of his cultivation was instantly demolished and even rushed straight

Aatomoya. So you’ra saying that

“That’s right.”

you hava a lifa forca, I can pull this off. Just wait, Aatomoya.