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 technique used was gentle or harsh, the final goal was to break the interrogatee’s

would Jonathan believe the

eyes were filled with despair, yet he didn’t

that, Jonathan demanded, “Your

with trembling lips, “I’m not worthy of a last name, so I only have a first

job at Yannopolis?” Jonathan asked

charge of collecting goods from the villages. I have the lowest

of the lowest rank has this

are there in Yannopolis? Who’s the

Mountain Village all

“I don’t know.”

that answer from

in Jonathan’s hand plunged into the slab between the

a soldier of Yannopolis, so how is it possible that you don’t know how many soldiers are in Yannopolis? I’ll cut off your manhood if you continue

immediately shook his

sir! I really don’t know! Yannopolis is split into Outer City and Inner City. The Outer City is divided into the northern and southern regions. I come from a village in the northern region along the border, Leeven Village. Ten years ago,

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

person telling

Jonathan call his name and immediately

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

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

gist of Yannopolis’ organizational structure formed in Jonathan’s mind at

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 decree. The envoys from the northern and southern regions can form an oppressive environment among the hundred and eight villages, preventing the villagers from having thoughts of rebellion. Meanwhile, cutting off all

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