Chapter 1240
The man said nothing further and made no move to punish Jonathan and Sterio for the death of the
prison guard. After giving them onest nce, he swiftly turned on his heels and departed from the
scene.
Over ten minutester, Sterio got to his feet, his face pale.
He took out two Spirit Rejuvenating Pills from his storage ring and swiftly consumed them. With the pills
in his system, he activated the cultivation method passed down in the Mallory family, extracting the
meager amount of spiritual energy contained within the pills before the prison’s formation could get to
it.
“Jon, there is something strange about that man. He didn’t use any spiritual energy but managed to
seal my elixir field and energy field.”
Jonathan nced at Marmount’s body in the prison cell across from them and let out a soft sigh.
“That man just now could be using pure physical strength, so be careful.”
“Pure physical strength?”
Sterio’s expression tensed up briefly before he shook his head.
“Don’t joke around. If he could suppress me using only his physical strength, why didn’t he kill us
earlier?”
“Why would he kill us?” Jonathan furrowed his brows, fixing his gaze on Sterio.
Sterio cast a quick nce at the scattered bones outside the prison cell. “Hey, have you forgotten
already? We just killed one of the prison guards here.”
“Yes, we did kill a prison guard.” Jonathan still sounded confused. “Even so, why would he kill us over
the death of a mere prison guard?”
Sterio gaped at Jonathan incredulously.
“Isn’t that enough reason? We killed his subordinate!”
“Are you talking about an Outer City envoy?” Jonathan responded calmly. “Did you forget how they
come about?”
Sterio stared at Jonathan, obviously dumbfounded.
Previously, Jonathan had shared all the information with him, including details about the envoys in
Yannopolis.
These so-called envoys were actually selected from the vigers of Vige 108. They were given the
opportunity to advance into the God Realm. After that, the cultivators from the southern region and
northern region would swap ces at Yannopolis’ Outer City.
It meant that every viger of the small world could be a Yannopolis envoy if they were lucky
enough.
“Do you understand now?” Jonathan asked Sterio, who looked dazed.
“A prison guard holds the lowest position regardless of where we are. This is especially true in the
small world, where human lives are of little value. As long as we are deemed more valuable than the
prison guard, the one in charge wouldn’t take our lives.”
“Are you suggesting that…” Sterio’s voice trailed off, his eyes searching Jonathan’s face with
uncertainty. “You had already deduced all of this before we made our move?”
In response, Jonathan merely shed a smile.
“That’s not a deduction. I’m just going along with the flow.”
Seeing how calm Jonathan looked, Sterio turned around and approached Merilyn, who was still
unconscious.
Despite knowing Jonathan meant well, Sterio couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being used as a
mere pawn in Jonathan’s ns.
Sensing Sterio’s displeasure, Jonathan made no move to exin himself.
Their partnership was solely based on necessity, and it was not like they were in a romantic
rtionship. Jonathan believed he didn’t owe Sterio an exnation for every detail of his ns.
Sterio gentlybed Merilyn’s disheveled hair.
He chuckled softly and muttered, “I have concerns about whether the eight respectable families can
truly rival the power of Asura’s Office. Luckily, people like you are few and far between. Once we get
out of here, regardless of the intentions of the other families, the Mallory family will surely make a move
against Asura’s Office.”
Sterio appeared to be murmuring quietly, but both Jonathan and Sterio were well aware that he
didn’t mean it.
The Mallory family was not alone in their intentions. Had it not been for the sudden emergence of the
small world, diverting the attention of the eight respectable families, they would have united forces after
the River Onxy battle to confront both Asura’s Office and the Yaleview Army.
Their collective goal was to seize control of Chanaea’s military power and bring about a significant shift
in the bnce of power.
However, the small world introduced a new variable into the alreadyplex situation in Chanaea.
Jonathan was not the only ordinary cultivator being suppressed in this realm. The eight respectable
families exerted their dominance over the cultivation resources in Chanaea, effectively monopolizing
them. They also held a firm grip on various hidden sects.
In the recent few hundred years, cultivation resources were getting scarce, causing the hidden sects to
scramble to survive.
The hidden sects, once possessing imperishable inheritances that could rival the power of the eight
respectable families thousands of years ago, had beenpelled to submit to the control of the
families due to their non-confrontational method.
Take, for example, the Fantasy Sword Sect, where Lauryn was a cultivator.
Once renowned for their imperishable inheritance, they had now be a private training institution
under the control of the eight respectable families.
Their primary objective was to ingratiate themselves with the families and secure meager cultivation
resources.
Nearly all sects had to grovel andpromise in order to ensure the continuation of their inheritances
within theplex web of feuds among the eight respectable families.
Of course, there were sects who refused to give in like Phoebus Sect from Summerbank.
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In the end, the once prestigious sect that had stood for over two thousand years met its downfall.
The highest-ranked cultivator of the entire sect was merely a Grandmaster.
Though a Grandmaster was capable of establishing their own sect, Jonathan had dealt a severe blow
by destroying the core inheritance of the sect.
In Chanaea’s current cultivation environment, such sects could never make aeback.
However, the emergence of this small world gave them hope.
Indeed, while the small world presented its own dangers, it also held boundless opportunities within its
vast expanse.
It was a realm brimming with valuable treasures waiting to be discovered.
If one could gain a head start within the small world, even if it was merely a single rare opportunity, one
would have the potential to shift the bnce of power in Chanaea.
Too many people had entered the small world.
However, everyone who was here was focused on their own objectives andcked aprehensive
view of the entire situation.
Even Jonathan, renowned for his strategic thinking and foresight, was only able to grasp a fraction of
therger picture due to the constraints of limited information.
Leaning against the cold wall, Jonathan recalled what Sterio told him earlier.
Did he say people like me are few and far between? He’s wrong, though. Contrary to what he believes,
there are indeed others like me. Joshua possesses remarkable strategic skills, and being in the
ancestralnd of the Whitley family grants him a significant advantage. Then there’s Wilbur, who should
have already left Yaleview when the small world opened. It’s been days since I arrived here, so he
should have received news about it. Furthermore, I can’t ignore the fact that the Divine Realm
cultivators from the eight respectable families will undoubtedly plot against me.
As Jonathan thought back to the various formidable cultivators he had encountered, a sense of
pressure and self-doubt began to weigh on him.
He acknowledged that while he possessed some unique abilities and perspectives, he was still far
behind the exceptionally talented cultivators he would encounter.
In this treacherous small world, merely surviving would be considered a stroke of luck, let alone
competing with others.