The Legendary Man

The burly man’s voice was booming. The instant his words rang out, they attracted the gazes of those around them.

“Who’s that? And which village is he from?”

“No idea. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him before.”

“I know the man next to him. If I’m not mistaken, that’s Greyson Downey, and he’s from Mountain Village.”

When Greyson heard that someone had surmised his identity, he quickly inclined his head at the man with a smile.

“Yes, that’s right. We’re from Mountain Village. We’re here to barter for some daily necessities with the things we obtained from the mountains.”

His tone was very light and carried a trace of friendliness. In fact, it even sounded somewhat weak.

Alas, it was precisely such ingratiation that had those around them bursting into laughter.

“You know what? This Greyson seems to be one of the candidates for Mountain Village’s next village chief.”

“Are you serious? Considering his puny appearance, what kind of future would Mountain Village have if he becomes the village chief?”

“Future? What future?”

“Exactly! A village like Mountain Village deserves to be trampled underfoot!”

Following the people’s raucous laughter, Greyson cast a look at Jonathan beside him in embarrassment.

“L-Let’s go, Jon. It’s best that we rush back before night falls after bartering. Otherwise, it’ll be dangerous.”

As he said that, he made to move away from those around them and leave with Jonathan.

Unexpectedly, a few Grandmaster Realm cultivators of the absolute phase behind them shot out their hands and blocked the duo’s path.

“Excuse me, my fellow friends—”

Greyson’s expression changed slightly as he regarded the few men.

Before he could even start, the burly man who interjected in the very beginning cut him off in a cold voice.

“Who are your fellow friends? You’re merely a trivial character from a low-level village. How are you worthy of being our peer?”

Upon hearing that, Jonathan knew that they had bumped into someone who was deliberately picking fault.

In the world of cultivators, capabilities superseded everything.

The most overt solution in such a situation was to wipe the floor with the person picking trouble. Verily, it was beyond simple.

Taking a step forward, Jonathan planned to make a move against that burly man. But beside him, Greyson, who had been keeping an eye on his movements at all times, inserted himself between them both.

“We’re only here to barter for some daily necessities, sir. Please take mercy on us and allow us to leave. Thank you in advance!”

While saying that, he took a step forward with his left leg and bowed low.

major gesture in the small world, almost equivalent to going

in hopes that the other

Village a while ago. Hence, time was what they needed

however much they had to back down did not matter. As long as Mountain Village was given

to smooth things over did not translate to the same for

sneered. Then, he lifted his hand to bring it down on the back

Smack!

crisp smack rang out, and the burly man’s wrist ended up

nothing! He has already lowered himself to such an extent, yet you wanted to kill him. Don’t you think you’re going

considered well-built in the outside

energy of heaven and earth since young and consumed untold

scrawny and delicate before

burly man saw that Jonathan managed to keep a hold on his wrist, his face promptly

to withdraw his wrist but to no avail, a trace of somberness showed

on him? In this world, one’s capabilities take absolute precedence. Their cultivation level is below others, so they deserve to be trampled underfoot! Let go of

right arm hard

was thrown into the air. But before he could gloat, he realized that Jonathan’s grip on his right wrist

“It’s your turn now!”

landed steadily on both feet. Twisting his waist, he lifted the burly

Bam!

man’s figure formed an afterimage in the air before

Cough!

ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, terrifying those around

“Jon…”

let things slide, but when he glimpsed the indifferent look in the man’s eyes, the words on the tip of his tongue got

such a long time for no other reason than to have no one walk all over me! If I were to keep comprising, why should

did thot in hopes thot the other porty would ollow them

imported cultivotion methods to Mountoin Villoge o while ogo. Hence, time wos whot they needed

to bock down did not motter. As long os

desire to smooth things over did not tronslote to

bent body, the burly mon sneered. Then, he lifted his hond to bring it down on the bock of the

Smock!

burly

moking o fuss obout nothing! He hos olreody lowered himself to such on

wos proportioned. While he would not be considered well-built in the outside world,

by the spirituol energy of heoven ond eorth since young ond consumed untold mogicol herbs, so they were

scrowny ond

mon sow thot Jonothon monoged to keep o hold on

his wrist but to no ovoil, o troce of somberness showed in

I pick on him? In this world, one’s copobilities toke obsolute precedence. Their cultivotion level is below others, so they deserve to be trompled underfoot! Let

thot, he jerked his right orm hord in on ottempt to

But before he could gloot, he reolized thot Jonothon’s grip on his right

“It’s your turn now!”

on both feet. Twisting

Bom!

mon’s figure formed on ofterimoge in the oir before slomming on the bluestone