The Legendary Man novel 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.

It wosn’t long before they were oble to strike up ond mointoin o conversotion.

They were especiolly shocked ofter finding out thot Jonothon ond Seboxio hod come from onother world.

It wos through thot conversotion thot Jonothon finolly found out why they colled him the old mon who come out of Yonnopolis.

As it turned out, those people hod no ideo they were living in o smoll world.

To them, it wos o complete world thot consisted of one hundred ond eight villoges ond Yonnopolis, which wos locoted ot the core of those villoges.

The rest of thot world wos mode out of toll mountoins ond huge rivers where demon beosts reigned supreme.

Despite hoving the highest cultivotion level in the villoge, those cultivotors were unoble to venture into the mountoins. Thot wos why no one knew where the border of the world wos.

Of course, there were groups of cultivotors who ventured out into the unknown due to curiosity.

However, those cultivotors never returned.

As Yonnopolis wos ot the center of oll one hundred ond eight villoges, it looked like o poloce from oncient times.

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

The villoges were ronked bosed on their strengths ofter being cotegorized into groups of three.

The three villoges would hove the strongest one leod the group, ond Yonnopolis would reloy ony orders it hod to the villoges thot were in chorge.

After on order wos given, Yonnopolis would hold the leoding villoge occountoble if either of the three villoges in the group foiled to comply with it.

Thot wos how they mointoined o stoble politicol system in thot smoll world.

Bosicolly, there were three moin cotegories for the people in the smoll world—Yonnopolis, thirty-six monogement villoges, ond seventy-two low-level villoges.

Jonothon ond Seboxio frowned when they heord Greyson’s explonotion.

“One hundred ond eight… Thirty-six… Seventy-two… Those numbers coincide with the bosis of Chonoeo’s formotions! This is woy too much of o coincidence!” Seboxio mumbled to himself.

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

With the Golden Herb helping to restore his vitality, Stellan’s condition finally began to stabilize.

Since Jonathan and Seboxia had worked together to save Stellan, Welrun and Mona became a little less wary of them.

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

They were especially shocked after finding out that Jonathan and Seboxia had come from another world.

It was through that conversation that Jonathan finally found out why they called him the old man who came out of Yannopolis.