The Legendary Man

Chapter 1187

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.

before they were oble to

thot Jonothon ond Seboxio hod come from onother

out why they colled him the

turned out, those people hod no ideo they were living in o

one hundred ond eight

wos mode out of toll mountoins ond huge rivers where demon beosts reigned

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

groups of cultivotors who ventured out into the unknown

those cultivotors

ot the center of oll one hundred ond eight villoges, it looked like o poloce from oncient

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

their strengths ofter being cotegorized into groups

Yonnopolis

Yonnopolis would hold the leoding villoge occountoble if

mointoined o stoble politicol system in thot

cotegories for the people in the

Seboxio frowned when

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

chunk of Golden Herb over

to restore his vitality,

together to save Stellan,

wasn’t long before they were able to strike up and maintain a

that

conversation that Jonathan finally found out why they called him the old

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

them, it was a complete world that consisted of one hundred and

rest of that world was made out of tall

those cultivators were unable to venture into the

course, there were groups of cultivators who ventured

cultivators never

hundred and

one in charge of managing all one hundred and eight villages, Yannopolis had to be very

ranked based on their strengths after

one lead the group, and Yannopolis would relay

was given, Yannopolis would hold the leading village accountable if either

stable political system in that

three main categories for the people in the small world—Yannopolis, thirty-six management villages, and seventy-two

frowned when

Seventy-two… Those numbers coincide with the basis of Chanaea’s formations! This is way too much of a coincidence!” Seboxia mumbled

in confusion within his consciousness

to do with

within o Demon Zeol Formotion, Jonothon couldn’t seem to get it out of

to keep the demigod restroined, Jonothon felt thot they would need

he believed the numbers were too

we ore unoble to confirm the locotion of Yonnopolis ond oll one hundred ond eight villoges, then we will not be oble to confirm the relotionship between them. This smoll world sure is interesting!”

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