The Legendary Man

A smile was playing on Jonathan’s lips as though he was chatting with an old friend, and he looked relaxed and casual.

The more he acted that way, the more the villagers regarded him as a monster.

The cultivator who Jonathan had pinned to the ground earlier was consumed by fear.

From the moment he was born, he was an elite presence in that world.

His position might be a lowly guard in Yannopolis, but upon leaving the city limits, the hundred-and-eight villages treated him like a God.

All those years, he continuously wandered from one village to the next.

Regardless of where he was, he had absolute dignity. He could kill any villagers who treated him with even the slightest disrespect, let alone disobeyed him.

He never thought he would end up in such a pitiful state.

Fear engulfed him at Jonathan’s cheery expression.

His body quaked, and he lost control over his bladder and bowel movements as he looked up at Jonathan with reverence.

“I’m sorry, sir… I’ll tell you anything you want to know. I’m only asking you to please spare my life—”

Crack!

Before he could finish his plea, Jonathan had stomped on his knee with a smile.

“I already said that you’re to answer me only when I asked a question. Have I started asking?”

at the man

was a skill and knowledge in itself. Regardless if the technique used was gentle or harsh, the final goal was to

at that moment would Jonathan

despair, yet he didn’t dare to make

Jonathan demanded,

“I’m not worthy of a last name, so I only have a first name.

job at

a guard in charge of collecting goods from the villages. I have the lowest rank

soldier of the lowest rank

pondered briefly before questioning, “How many soldiers are there in

of Mountain Village all

“I don’t know.”

that answer

hand plunged into

it possible that you don’t know how many soldiers are in Yannopolis?

shook his

from a village in the northern region along the border, Leeven Village. Ten years ago, I was taken from there and sent to the southern region

the cultivator’s words and turned to look at Greyson, who

this person

and immediately shot to his feet

village at the border. No villagers had ever entered the city before, but there was one thing he said that was true. From time to time, Yannopolis will dispatch an envoy to each village to recruit a few lucky Grandmasters in the absolute phase. I heard the Grandmasters are taken to Yannopolis for intensive training. However, no one knows if

his explanation when the envoy from Yannopolis hurriedly added, “We’re the ones that were taken away! All one-hundred-and-eight villages are divided into northern and southern regions by the river. The Yannopolis envoy will recruit cultivators from both regions, then exchange them via a portal formation in the Outer City. Once achieving a breakthrough to God Realm, they’ll be assigned as guards to supervise villages in

gist of Yannopolis’ organizational structure formed in

from the northern region will supervise the southern region and vice versa. After having gone through severe oppression by the cultivators of the other region, the villagers will surely take revenge against the latter once they become cultivators themselves. This kind of oppression will foster vengeance in every new envoy. It’s an endless loop. The authority in Yannopolis doesn’t even need to make a

glanced at Seboxia