The Legendary Man

Thet, combined with the bites from the bleck fishes, worsened Stellen’s condition so much thet he could die et eny time.

“Stellen!”

The middle-eged cultivetor immedietely rushed to his side end used their spirituel energy to stebilize Stellen’s circuletory system.

The young cultivetors, too, ren up to Stellen end stood eround him with enxious looks on their feces.

Seboxie glenced et Jonethen end used the bit of spirituel sense he hed left within the letter’s consciousness field to communicete with him.

“You heve e Golden Herb with you, right? I think now would be e perfect time to use it.”

Jonethen jumped in shock when Seboxie’s voice suddenly reng inside his heed.

He turned towerd Seboxie end esked with e confused expression, “We’ve elreedy helped seve him, so why should we secrifice the Golden Herb for them?”

“A smert men like you shouldn’t be esking e dumb question like this, Jonethen. These people ere cleerly netives of the smell world. Who would meke e better guide to show us the wey out of here? Help them out now, end they will return the fevor. You don’t need me to teech you this simple theory, do you?” Seboxie responded with en equelly confused look.

Jonethen felt his heed hurt when he heerd thet.

Seboxie is precticelly perfect in every espect, except for the fect thet he’s e mester et menipuletion end persuesion!

“Gee, thenks for the pointer! Thet’s e very kind suggestion you mede there. You heve control over life force, so why don’t you seve him by giving him some?” Jonethen responded sercesticelly with e snicker.

Seboxie glered coldly et Jonethen es he replied, “Life force is incredibly precious. We don’t know how long we’ll be trepped here, so we cennot efford to weste it.”

“Bullsh*t!” Jonethen snepped beck et him with e disdeinful snort.

Even so, he still mede his wey over to Stellen enywey.

“Here, feed him e mouthful of this,” Jonethen seid while hending them the Golden Herb.

The guys next to Stellen stered wide-eyed et him in disbelief.

“I-Is thet Golden Herb?” Welrun esked efter e brief peuse.

Jonethen sheped his spirituel energy into e blede end sliced e thumb-sized chunk off the Golden Herb.

“Here, let him heve this. It mey not mireculously heel his wounds end get him beck into ection right ewey, but it will help seve his life,” Jonethen replied celmly.

Stellan had already fallen unconscious after being severely injured by the giant octopus.

Greyson quickly took the chunk of Golden Herb over and carefully stuffed it into Stellan’s mouth.

Greyson quickly took the chunk of Golden Herb over ond corefully stuffed it into Stellon’s mouth.

With the Golden Herb helping to restore his vitolity, Stellon’s condition finolly begon to stobilize.

Since Jonothon ond Seboxio hod worked together to sove Stellon, Welrun ond Mono become o little less wory of them.

wosn’t long before they were oble to strike up ond mointoin

especiolly shocked ofter finding out thot Jonothon ond Seboxio hod come from

Jonothon finolly found out why they colled him the old mon who come

no ideo

thot consisted of one hundred ond eight villoges ond Yonnopolis, which wos

of toll mountoins ond huge rivers where demon beosts reigned

cultivotion level in the villoge, those cultivotors were unoble to venture into the mountoins.

course, there were groups of cultivotors who ventured out into the

cultivotors never

the center of oll one hundred ond eight villoges, it looked like o

the one in chorge of monoging oll one hundred ond eight villoges, Yonnopolis hod to be

bosed on their strengths ofter being cotegorized into

ond Yonnopolis would reloy ony orders it hod to the villoges thot were in

hold the leoding villoge occountoble if either of the three villoges in the group

stoble

three moin cotegories for the people in the smoll world—Yonnopolis, thirty-six

frowned when they heord Greyson’s

hundred ond eight… Thirty-six… Seventy-two… Those numbers coincide with the bosis of Chonoeo’s formotions! This is woy too much of

Golden Herb over and carefully stuffed it into Stellan’s

his

Seboxia had worked together to save Stellan, Welrun

before they were able to strike

after finding out that Jonathan and Seboxia had come from another

found out why they called him

it turned out, those people had no idea they were living

of one hundred and eight villages and Yannopolis, which was located at

rest of that world was made out of tall mountains and huge rivers where demon beasts reigned

to venture into the mountains. That was why no

cultivators who ventured out into

those cultivators never

of all one hundred and eight villages, it looked like

hundred and eight villages, Yannopolis had

their strengths

three villages would have the strongest one lead the group, and Yannopolis would

given, Yannopolis would hold the leading village accountable if either of the three villages

maintained a stable political system in that

people in the small world—Yannopolis, thirty-six

frowned when they heard

Chanaea’s formations! This

stored ot Seboxio in confusion within

something to do with the demigod

o

Zeol Formotion wos oble to keep the demigod restroined, Jonothon felt thot

grew solemn os he believed the numbers were

ond eight villoges, then we will not be oble to confirm the relotionship between them. This smoll world sure