The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 881-Jonathan decided that if the Remdik Emperor were still alive as he had thought, it would be the right choice to return to his home country immediately and flee with his friends and family.

However, just as he was ready to part ways with Ksana, her voice rang out again.

“The Remdik Emperor isn’t alive, but his body is in their hands. The vial of Holy Blood you’re holding is the diluent extracted from the Remdik Emperor’s purified blood. It can make the cultivators’ spiritual energy unusually active. If consumed on a short-term basis, it works similarly to the mortal world’s stimulant, having the same effects as the drugs used to boost one’s potential in the cultivator world.”

“Then what if it’s consumed on a long-term basis?” Jonathan doubtfully questioned as the thought of how he had wanted to gulp the liquid medicine crossed his mind.

Ksana took a bite of the ham she was holding onto. After a long while of rumination, she threw it aside, crossed her arms to grab the hem of her top, and pulled it upward to remove it.

In the cave, Jonathan, sitting near the fire, stared dazedly at her fair chest.

Ksana was only wearing a brassiere at that very moment. Yet, what attracted his attention was not her bosom but the black lines at the center of her chest that appeared and disappeared following her breathing.

With her head lowered and eyes fixed on her chest, Ksana sighed and revealed, “This is the side effect of consuming Holy Blood for a long-term period.”

“Have you seen enough?” she then asked.

“No.” Jonathan got up, walked over, and crouched in front of her. “Let me touch it.”

Verily, his eyes were clear, and his gaze never roamed elsewhere. As he extended his right index finger and lightly touched the black line on her chest, a threadlike surge of life force penetrated her skin, and one of the intermittently visible black lines gradually faded.

Before Jonathan and Ksana could rejoice over it, that gradually fading black vein spread aggressively toward her neck.

“What’s this?” Ksana exclaimed in fear.

whipped out a dagger and pierced

used spiritual energy to seal the blood vessel above the cut, black blood spurted out from

as if it had tentacles. However, because it had left Ksana’s body, it eventually lost

out?” Jonathan asked while eyeing the

forcefully pried open his arm, then promptly picked

and lungs. But you Chanaeans will call this invasion of the circulatory

put on her top and continued munching on the

not afraid of

eyes by

Holy Blood you have can only let me live for a month longer. I still have two

of her arm, she placed the remaining two vials of Holy Blood in front of Jonathan and continued, “I’ve seen many breathtaking sceneries online previously. I know there’s not only white snow and cold oceans in this world. There are also clear blue seas and vast, boundless meadows. I thought I would be able to make use of my last three months to go and take a look at these places, but I didn’t expect that they would find me so quickly. If you want, I can give you all three vials. If I must keep fleeing for my life, there’s no difference between living for another three months or only one

of the two vials of Holy Blood in front of him, Jonathan took out his and put

know which organization you belong to after listening to your explanation. Since you’re the Remdik Emperor’s descendant and have such an impressive talent for cultivation, your status in Remdik shouldn’t be too low, no? Why would you end up getting hunted

gratitude flashed in Ksana’s eyes as she gazed at the three vials of Holy Blood on the ground. Lifting her

years. Even if I’m his descendant, who would bother themself about that? Even I couldn’t care less about it. Besides, do you think the Remdik Emperor only has a few descendants? Based on what

slowly redirected her gaze toward Jonathan and remarked, “Jonathan, I never thought I’d meet you while running for my life. The past two days I spent with you were

vodka and quirked the corners of her lips into a smile as she looked at him. “Forget about the so-called nation or its people. I’ve never had a home anyway.

took out two packets of peanuts, and with the help of

she would die for sure, could have imagined

opportunities in Asura’s Office all came from the words

on the peanuts, Ksana, under the influence of alcohol, began giving an account

the main peak of Mount Enly had long been secretly emptied by the members

hundred other children