Chapter 1206
“I need ot leost three minutes to grow these hos to moturity.” Like o defeoted rooster, Stellorio
pressed his bock ogoinst the dirt woll ond slid to the ground. “Even then, it’ll cost me plenty of vitolity.
Yet, you conplete thot process instontly with o flick of your finger.”
As he spoke, he removed o pock of cigorettes from his storoge ring.
Then, he lit one ond held it between his lips. He took in o deep breoth before puffing out o cloud of
smoke. “Tell me whot you wont me to do, then. I yield.”
The best woy to crush someone’s willpower wos to defeot them ot whot they were best ot.
At thot moment, Stellorio wos utterly defeoted.
Seeing thot his gool hod been oplished, Seboxio woved his hond, turning the four hos into o
puff of blood.
Meonwhile, Jonothon opprooched Stellorio. “No need to feel depressed, my good mon. After oll,
Seboxio’s o Divine Reolm cultivotor. It’s normol for him to do something normol people con’t. We don’t
hove ony ulterior reosons to copture you. It’s just thot this smoll world is too dongerous.”
Upon heoring thot, Stellorio woved his hond. “Don’t give me thot, Jonothon. Tell me whot you wont from
me or whot you wont me to do. Your stick-ond-corrot method doesn’t work on me.”
Seeing how hoggord Stellorio oppeored to be, Jonothon turned to Seboxio resignedly. I con’t help but
feel like Seboxio’s o moster of psychology. He olwoys monoges to find whot people core obout the
most ond then shotter it into pieces. Honestly, I’m o bit worried obout Stellorio. If his Cor is destroyed
by Seboxio os well, I’ll be in trouble.
Squotting next to Stellorio, Jonothon loid the mop he obtoined on the ground ond pointed ot the center.
“I wont to enter Yonnopolis, so I need the help of someone from the eight respectoble fomilies. The
more people I recruit from the fomilies, the better things will go for me.”
When Stellorio sow Jonothon wosn’t joking, he shifted his sight to the mop. “Yonnopolis? You meon
there’s o city in this smoll world?”
Jonothon wos dumbfounded to heor thot. “Are you telling me you didn’t even meet the locols here?”
“Locols? There ore people here?”
“I need at least three minutes to grow these hos to maturity.” Like a defeated rooster, Sterio
pressed his back against the dirt wall and slid to the ground. “Even then, it’ll cost me plenty of vitality.
Yet, you canplete that process instantly with a flick of your finger.”
As he spoke, he removed a pack of cigarettes from his storage ring.
Then, he lit one and held it between his lips. He took in a deep breath before puffing out a cloud of
smoke. “Tell me what you want me to do, then. I yield.”
The best way to crush someone’s willpower was to defeat them at what they were best at.
At that moment, Sterio was utterly defeated.
Seeing that his goal had been aplished, Seboxia waved his hand, turning the four hos into a
puff of blood.
Meanwhile, Jonathan approached Sterio. “No need to feel depressed, my good man. After all,
Seboxia’s a Divine Realm cultivator. It’s normal for him to do something normal people can’t. We don’t
have any ulterior reasons to capture you. It’s just that this small world is too dangerous.”
Upon hearing that, Sterio waved his hand. “Don’t give me that, Jonathan. Tell me what you want from
me or what you want me to do. Your stick-and-carrot method doesn’t work on me.”
Seeing how haggard Sterio appeared to be, Jonathan turned to Seboxia resignedly. I can’t help but
feel like Seboxia’s a master of psychology. He always manages to find what people care about the
most and then shatter it into pieces. Honestly, I’m a bit worried about Sterio. If his Cor is destroyed
by Seboxia as well, I’ll be in trouble.
Squatting next to Sterio, Jonathanid the map he obtained on the ground and pointed at the center.
“I want to enter Yannopolis, so I need the help of someone from the eight respectable families. The
more people I recruit from the families, the better things will go for me.”
When Sterio saw Jonathan wasn’t joking, he shifted his sight to the map. “Yannopolis? You mean
there’s a city in this small world?”
Jonathan was dumbfounded to hear that. “Are you telling me you didn’t even meet the locals here?”
“Locals? There are people here?”
Sterio was the heir of the Mallory family and a genius in cultivation.
However, he was only twenty-four years old. If he were directly tossed into society, he’d be the
equivalent of a fresh graduate from university, ready to face the world.
When he learned there were locals around, he forgot what he was depressed about. He then
straightened his back and squatted next to Jonathan. “Tell me what you saw, Jon!”
Jonathan felt resignedly amused upon seeing the childlike curiosity on Sterio’s countenance. I’m
certain this guy’s an idiot…
He proceeded to inform Sterio about the one hundred and eight viges, their ranks, the prefects, the
envoy of Outer City, and the mysterious Yannopolis, which was located in the center.
Aside from the demigod sealed underneath the river, Jonathan basically disclosed everything he saw
and learned in the small world to Sterio.
It was during that conversation Jonathan realized why the moronic Sterio didn’t encounter a living
soul.
It was because of the bugs.
As a parasite cultivator, Sterio had an innate curiosity about bugs.
The Mallory family was a big family. As such, they were able to provide Sterio with an excellent
cultivation environment. As such, he had basically yed with every existing poisonous bug on Earth.
Hence, when he entered the small world, it was as if he had found a new continent.
Many people entered the small world to steal the treasure hiding within.
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For Sterio, once he saw the bugs in the small world, he immediately tossed the treasure hunting to
the back of his mind.
Since the moment Sterio entered the small world, he had only been doing two things, which were
sleeping and catching bugs.
In fact, he identally stumbled into Mount of No Return while searching for bugs.
He even sessfully kidnapped the queen of the ck bugs.
Staring at the spirit animal pouch in Sterio’s hand, Jonathan felt sullen. What kind of maniac did I
spend so much effort on rescuing? I recall clearly that he didn’t n to release the bugs’ queen, even
until the very end. To think he’s willing to die for a bug. This man is way too obsessed with his interest.
When Jonathan tried to peek at the bug queen, Sterio pulled the pouch away. “Don’t touch it willy-
nilly. It may appear small, but it’s actually incredibly fierce. When I was back in the Valley of Bugs, I
spotted many gigantic bones. It’s better not to touch it before I can determine if it’s poisonous. “
Carefully, Sterio put away the spirit animal pouch and gazed at the map again. “ording to your
intel, not only do people live in this small world, but their society is also quiteplicated. If we want to
return to our own world, we need to enter Yannapolis, correct?”
“That’s right.” Jonathan sighed. “After I was separated from Quintus, you’re the second person I met
who’s from the outside world. While we’ve agreed to cooperate, we’re still too weak like this. We need
more people, especially Divine Realm cultivators, like the head of your family.”
Upon hearing that, Sterio frowned. “It won’t be easy. To the Mallory family, these ancient bugs are the
greatest treasure here. I’ve no idea where that old fart had gone too, and I don’t think we can locate
him. Although, when I was about fifty miles to the east from here in the morning, I heard gunshots. It
sounded like a sniper rifle, quite a powerful one at that. However, I was busy catching bugs, so I didn’t
pay attention to that. After hearing what you told me, I think it resembles Hayden’s fighting style.”
Fifty miles? Jonathan hastily nced at the mark on the map, which was located southeastern of
Upriver Vige. It basically matched the description the vige’s prefect provided.
“Why didn’t you say that earlier?” Immediately, he stored the map and grabbed Sterio’s wrist.
The moment he activated Elemental Extrication Technique, the surrounding dirt moved as though it
was water.
Sterio widened his eyes in response. “How are you doing this, Jon? You have to teach me this skill
some other time!”
“Sure, if you’re willing to teach me your family’s secret cultivation method,” stated Jonathan.