The Legendary Man novel Chapter 1241

Although unable to sense the alternating day and night outside, as a cultivator, Jonathan could calculate the passage of time through various means.

The rhythm of calm breathing, the pulsation of the circulatory system, and even the completion of the rotation by training every meridian in his body could be used for timekeeping.

After all, in the world of cultivators, controlling the frequency of one’s own circulatory system and the timing of one’s breathing was as familiar as an ordinary person knowing how many fingers they had. It was something etched into every single cultivator’s instinct.

After about twenty hours, the sound of chaotic footsteps once again echoed through the empty corridors of the prison.

Stellario opened his eyes and looked at Jonathan, who nodded slightly at the former.

“They must be here to take us up,” Jonathan then remarked.

Following his words, Merilyn, who was beside Stellario, slowly opened her eyes.

Realizing that she had fallen asleep leaning on Stellario’s shoulder the whole night, Merilyn jumped up as if she had stepped on a mouse.

However, due to her sudden use of spiritual energy, she triggered the prison’s formation. It rapidly stripped away the spiritual energy in her body, causing her legs to give way beneath her.

Stellario hurriedly reached out to catch her, but she instinctively tried to avoid him. The two ended up colliding with each other in a flustered state.

“Are you all right?” Stellario fell to the ground, using his own body as a cushion as he held Merilyn securely in his arms.

However, what Stellario failed to notice was that at this moment, he had inadvertently grabbed Merilyn’s bosoms while the woman had her back turned to him.

Even Jonathan, who had seen his fair share of awkward moments in his life, was shocked. He gaped at the sight before him.

Merilyn, who was lying in Stellario’s arms, was stunned for a moment before she immediately stood up and punched Stellario.

“You pervert!”

In response, Stellario curled himself up in the corner of the cell while Merilyn chided him.

Jonathan quickly stepped forward to check on Stellario’s condition.

“My goodness. Are you okay? We still have a fight later. Don’t tell me you’re rendered disabled at a time like this.”

Jonathan pried Stellario’s hands away to reveal Stellario’s bloody and tear-stricken face.

“Do you even have a heart? I only held you because I was worried you’d get hurt. Are you trying to kill me?” Stellario said, sobbing piteously.

Jonathan, however, was unfazed as he let go of Stellario’s arms and said in annoyance, “Since you can still flirt with girls, you’re most probably fine. Drop the act and get on your feet!”

At that instance, Merilyn realized that she had misunderstood Stellario’s intention and hurriedly knelt down beside him. With her face flushed, she said apologetically, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you…”

Stellario, who was still lying on the ground, opened his eyes to take a peek at Merilyn.

Her cloak was long lost, so all she was wearing was an animal-skin tube top. From this angle, her undulating curves were a feast for Stellario’s eyes.

“Okay, okay. I was just teasing you.” Satisfied by the visual feast, Stellario sat up from the ground.

With practiced ease, he jammed his pinky finger into his nostril while pressing his crooked nose with his other hand before giving it a forceful push to realign his broken nose bridge.

He then spat out a mouthful of blood and flicked his finger to stop the nosebleed.

“I’ve endured much worse beatings in my childhood. Don’t worry, I’m fine,” Stellario assured Merilyn in a rather nonchalant tone.

Despite that, Merilyn was well aware of how much strength she had used just now. She hadn’t gone easy on him.