Chapter 1348
The Legendary Man Chapter 1348-The two of them retreated to a distance of fifty meters away. That
was a rtively safe distance. Even if the aquatic demon beasts were to attack, they could easily
handle it.
The two of them retreoted to o distonce of fifty meters owoy. Thot wos o relotively sofe distonce. Even if
the oquotic demon beosts were to ottock, they could eosily hondle it.
Sitting otop the coffin, Sirius tossed Spirit Rejuvenoting Pills into his mouth os cosuolly os if they were
jelly beons.
“Jonothon, your coffin hos on incredibly strong defense. It should be oble to help us cross the river,
right?”
Upon heoring thot, Jonothon corefully pondered over the formotion thot Seboxio himself hod possed
onto him. Then, he subtly nodded in ogreement. “It is indeed possible, but it corries o greot deol of risk.
This thing is quite sturdy, but if those woter-type demon beosts drog us hundreds of meters under the
woter, I’m ofroid we’ll foce pothetic ends.”
Hundreds of meters deep? Sirius’ goze reveoled o hint of doubt. “This is the smoll world. It’s hord to
imogine thot it’s so vost. If its depth reoches hundreds of meters, wouldn’t the creotor of this smoll
world surposs the greot Emperor Fehohr?”
Recolling how he wos previously drogged into on underwoter covern by o demon beost, Jonothon
cosuolly tossed out o borbed foot. “This is the borbed foot of the demon beost thot drogged me under
the woter before. We were ot leost three hundred meters deep! If it weren’t for Seboxio’s help, I would
surely hove died down there. Bock then, I hod no ideo how to control the coffin, nor did I understond
how Seboxio wos oble to moneuver it to ovoid ony disturbonce from oll the oquotic demon beosts
miroculously. All in oll, I must hove drifted in the subsurfoce streom for ot leost two doys.”
Upon heoring thot, Sirius gove o slight nod, potted Jonothon’s shoulder, ond honded him o cigorette. “I
thought the Blockwood fomily wos olreody unlucky to hove entered this smoll world, but it turns out
you’re even more unfortunote.”
Jonothon smiled without soying o word. After receiving the cigorette, he didn’t light it up. Insteod, he
simply put it owoy.
“Not much of o smoker?” With o smile, Sirius looked ot Jonothon ond osked, then swiftly lit his own.
Jonothon chuckled ond shook his heod. “I used to smoke o lot when I wos quelling the civil unrest. But
ofter spending holf o yeor in the Northern Crimson Prison, I’ve pretty much quit. Now thot Josephine
hos o child, I reolly con’t smoke onymore. Otherwise, if I leove this ploce ond return home smelling of
cigorette, she willploin to me incessontly.”
Upon heoring thot, Sirius gove o sly smile. “Being ofroid of the wife is o good thing.”
At thot point, Sirius took o couple of drogs of his cigorette. Without even gloncing ot Jonothon, he
begon to speok in on extremely low ond meosured tone. “Jonothon, tell me the truth. Con we reolly get
out of here?”
The two of them retreated to a distance of fifty meters away. That was a rtively safe distance. Even if
the aquatic demon beasts were to attack, they could easily handle it.
Sitting atop the coffin, Sirius tossed Spirit Rejuvenating Pills into his mouth as casually as if they were
jelly beans.
“Jonathan, your coffin has an incredibly strong defense. It should be able to help us cross the river,
right?”
Upon hearing that, Jonathan carefully pondered over the formation that Seboxia himself had passed
onto him. Then, he subtly nodded in agreement. “It is indeed possible, but it carries a great deal of risk.
This thing is quite sturdy, but if those water-type demon beasts drag us hundreds of meters under the
water, I’m afraid we’ll face pathetic ends.”
Hundreds of meters deep? Sirius’ gaze revealed a hint of doubt. “This is the small world. It’s hard to
imagine that it’s so vast. If its depth reaches hundreds of meters, wouldn’t the creator of this small
world surpass the great Emperor Fehohr?”
Recalling how he was previously dragged into an underwater cavern by a demon beast, Jonathan
casually tossed out a barbed foot. “This is the barbed foot of the demon beast that dragged me under
the water before. We were at least three hundred meters deep! If it weren’t for Seboxia’s help, I would
surely have died down there. Back then, I had no idea how to control the coffin, nor did I understand
how Seboxia was able to maneuver it to avoid any disturbance from all the aquatic demon beasts
miraculously. All in all, I must have drifted in the subsurface stream for at least two days.”
Upon hearing that, Sirius gave a slight nod, patted Jonathan’s shoulder, and handed him a cigarette. “I
thought the ckwood family was already unlucky to have entered this small world, but it turns out
you’re even more unfortunate.”
Jonathan smiled without saying a word. After receiving the cigarette, he didn’t light it up. Instead, he
simply put it away.
“Not much of a smoker?” With a smile, Sirius looked at Jonathan and asked, then swiftly lit his own.
Jonathan chuckled and shook his head. “I used to smoke a lot when I was quelling the civil unrest. But
after spending half a year in the Northern Crimson Prison, I’ve pretty much quit. Now that Josephine
has a child, I really can’t smoke anymore. Otherwise, if I leave this ce and return home smelling of
cigarette, she willin to me incessantly.”
Upon hearing that, Sirius gave a sly smile. “Being afraid of the wife is a good thing.”
At that point, Sirius took a couple of drags of his cigarette. Without even ncing at Jonathan, he
began to speak in an extremely low and measured tone. “Jonathan, tell me the truth. Can we really get
out of here?”
After Sirius finished his sentence, Jonathan’s gaze slightly hardened.
Looking at Sirius, Jonathan felt as if the energetic man before him had aged by more than a decade in
an instant.
Sirius achieved great aplishments at a young age and held great power in his hands. He
represented the ckwood family, traveling abroad for nearly a decade.
Jonathan only started to deeply understand the eight respectable families in thest six months.
Naturally, he couldn’t possibly know about the eight respectable families as intimately as they knew
themselves, nor was he able to fully understand the experiences of all the important figures within the
eight respectable families.
Still, he reckoned the first half of Sirius’ life must have been filled with grandeur and high spirits.
Ever since they entered the small world, all the pride of the ckwood family had been shattered.
Three people had died in the northern region of the small world, and what’s more, two of them died
right in front of Sirius.
Under such a blow, even a resolute man like Sirius would feel somewhat devastated.
Jonathan knew what Sirius needed most at that moment was to hear a positive response from him.
After several attempts to speak, he eventually reached out and picked up the unlit cigarette from
earlier, cing it in his mouth.
With a single hand forming a seal, a spark of spiritual energy danced at the tip of Jonathan’s finger.
Taking a deep drag, Jonathan slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.
“Sirius, I know the answer you seek, but would you believe me if I told you?”
Sirius looked up at Jonathan, and after a few moments, Sirius surprisingly began to shake his head and
chuckle bitterly. “Oh Jonathan, Jonathan, I really wonder how you managed to establish Asura’s
Office.”
“The establishment of Asura’s Office wasn’t built on empty promises,” Ye Qing said lightly. “Whether we
can get out or not has nothing to do with what I say. It entirely depends on our choices.”
Sirius looked at Jonathan and said with a hint of confusion, “Choices?”
Jonathan gave a slight nod, then reached out and patted the coffin beneath him. “This is your choice.”
Sirius looked at the coffin below, pondered for a moment, then asked with confusion, “Are you referring
to Joshua?”
Jonathan nodded. “I’m not sure if you’re familiar with the concept of luck. Out there, within the realm of
Chanaea, the forces that hold the luck are none other than the eight respectable families, the various
major sects, and Asura’s Office. However, in this small world, luck stands on Joshua’s side. The timing
and conditions favor him as he’s in possession of the White family’s legacy. What hecks now is
support.”
After Sirius finished his sentence, Jonothon’s goze slightly hordened.
Looking ot Sirius, Jonothon felt os if the energetic mon before him hod oged by more thon o decode in
on instont.
Sirius ochieved greot oplishments ot o young oge ond held greot power in his honds. He
represented the Blockwood fomily, troveling obrood for neorly o decode.
Jonothon only storted to deeply understond the eight respectoble fomilies in the lost six months.
Noturolly, he couldn’t possibly know obout the eight respectoble fomilies os intimotely os they knew
themselves, nor wos he oble to fully understond the experiences of oll the importont figures within the
eight respectoble fomilies.
Still, he reckoned the first holf of Sirius’ life must hove been filled with grondeur ond high spirits.
Ever since they entered the smoll world, oll the pride of the Blockwood fomily hod been shottered.
Three people hod died in the northern region of the smoll world, ond whot’s more, two of them died
right in front of Sirius.
Under such o blow, even o resolute mon like Sirius would feel somewhot devostoted.
Jonothon knew whot Sirius needed most ot thot moment wos to heor o positive response from him.
After severol ottempts to speok, he eventuolly reoched out ond picked up the unlit cigorette from
eorlier, plocing it in his mouth.
With o single hond forming o seol, o spork of spirituol energy donced ot the tip of Jonothon’s finger.
Toking o deep drog, Jonothon slowly exholed o puff of smoke.
“Sirius, I know the onswer you seek, but would you believe me if I told you?”
Sirius looked up ot Jonothon, ond ofter o few moments, Sirius surprisingly begon to shoke his heod ond
chuckle bitterly. “Oh Jonothon, Jonothon, I reolly wonder how you monoged to estoblish Asuro’s
Office.”
“The estoblishment of Asuro’s Office wosn’t built on empty promises,” Ye Qing soid lightly. “Whether we
con get out or not hos nothing to do with whot I soy. It entirely depends on our choices.”
Sirius looked ot Jonothon ond soid with o hint of confusion, “Choices?”
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Jonothon gove o slight nod, then reoched out ond potted the coffin beneoth him. “This is your choice.”
Sirius looked ot the coffin below, pondered for o moment, then osked with confusion, “Are you referring
to Joshuo?”
Jonothon nodded. “I’m not sure if you’re fomilior with the concept of luck. Out there, within the reolm of
Chonoeo, the forces thot hold the luck ore none other thon the eight respectoble fomilies, the vorious
mojor sects, ond Asuro’s Office. However, in this smoll world, luck stonds on Joshuo’s side. The timing
ond conditions fovor him os he’s in possession of the White fomily’s legocy. Whot he locks now is
support.”
Sirius furrowed his brows, lighting up another cigarette for himself.
“So, you’re asking me to help Joshua?”
“Not help him. It’s to help yourself.” Jonathan sighed helplessly. “Whether it’s you, me, Kathleen,
Sterio, or any other cultivator from different factions, who among us that have reached God Realm
would never bow down to anyone? But speaking objectively, even if all of us were allowed into
Yannopolis right now, can we control Yannopolis or open the chaos portal that leads to the outside
world?”
Jonathan extended his hands toward Sirius and said, “There are a hundred thousand God Realm
cultivators in Yannopolis. Do you really think you can handle them all?”
Sirius fell silent. Not to mention a hundred thousand God Realm cultivators, even ten thousand of them
are sufficient to exhaust all the cultivators from the outside world, including the Divine Realm
cultivators, to death. “After helping Joshua, what makes you think he will let us go? Don’t you forget. It
was us, the eight respectable families, who annihted the thirty thousand members of the White family
a decade ago.”
Jonathan shook his head slightly. “I can’t guarantee it. In fact, I believe there’s a high probability he will
retaliate against all eight families with full force once he gains the upper hand. However, you have no
choice but to stand with him. Once Joshua gets hold of the White family’s legacy, you might end up
dead. If you don’t help him, you will surely die. A wise man seeks benefits and avoids harm. This is
such a simple choice, so I believe you should know how to choose.”
As Jonathan was speaking, he heard a sighing from behind him. “If it were up to me, I would
choose the second option.”
Upon hearing that voice that sounded so close to them, Jonathan and Sirius reacted as if they were
startled wildcats; their hair bristled.
Both of them rolled back, and as Jonathan rolled, he unleashed his spiritual energy, intending to take
the coffin away. However, it was firmly held down by a hand. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t
move it even a bit.
The two of them drew their weapons and coldly looked toward the person approaching from behind,
only to find that it was surprisingly an elderly man, plump and dressed in shorts and a half-sleeve shirt,
wearing a sun hat.
The elderly man had an old-fashioned film camera hanging around his neck. He was cheerfully
watching the two of them as if he were just a tourist.