The Legendary Man

Chapter 1011 That Man Is Not Jonathan
Jonathan and Xavion had been in the forest at Delisgar Ridge in Horbah for five hours. Yet, they were still roughly a hundred
miles away from the two green markers on the tracking device.
With a flick of his fingers, Jonathan popped a Spirit Rejuvenating Pill into his mouth, chewing it as if he was enjoying some
jellybeans.
“Hey, Xavion, I know this mission is top secret, but must you really keep it all to yourself?” he grumbled while regarding Xavion
with an exasperated expression.
He had assumed that Xavion would have at least arranged for some kind of transportation before they embarked on their voyage
spanning hundreds of miles.
Never in a million years did he expect to end up walking himself off his feet like that.
Had he known better, he would have asked Hayes for a military helicopter to save himself the trouble.
Moreover, Xavion was still dressed in the same clothes. His sleeves and collar were even embroidered with the Osborne family's
coat of arms.
Those familiar with his family could easily identify him by his outfit alone.
In that case, the white mask he had on served no purpose other than making him seem stylish.
“You should be content,” Xavion said indifferently. “We're here to murder people, so we naturally need to keep a low profile as
much as possible. Besides, didn't I offer you more than enough Spirit Rejuvenating Pills in return?”
Upon hearing that statement, Jonathan raised the bottle in his hand and shook it.
“You mean this? I only have two left.”
“Two?” Xavion staggered from shock, losing the equilibrium of the spiritual energy beneath his feet. Because of that, he left a
clear footprint in the snow. Subsequently, he reformed the foundation made of spiritual energy and leaped forward.
While eyeing Jonathan's innocent expression, Xavion grabbed the bottle from him and examined its contents.

Indeed, Jonathan had spoken nothing but the truth. There were only two pills left within.
“Are you a f*cking black hole or something?”
Annoyed, Xavion stuffed the bottle back into Jonathan's hands and fished out yet another bottle of Spirit Rejuvenating Pills.
“Catch this!” he shouted.
The second Xavion's voice rang out, Jonathan channeled his spiritual energy to grab hold of the bottle and store it within his
storage ring.
“Thanks a bunch!” came Jonathan's cheery response.
It was not difficult to concoct those Spirit Rejuvenating Pills. Still, gathering the required magical plants was no easy feat.
That was how dysfunctional the development of the cultivation world in Chanaea was—the eight respectable families practically
monopolized the cultivation resources across the country.
In fact, there was a time when some descendants of those respectable families asserted that they would not even mind
disclosing their cultivation methods to all mortals.
There were no longer any resources up for grabs, anyway.
All that was left was the spiritual energy supply in nature. No matter how one was to cultivate, it was impossible for the person to
have any kind of stellar breakthrough.
Judging by the smirk playing on Jonathan's lips, Xavion realized that he must have been deceived.
Regardless, as precious as those Spirit Rejuvenating Pills might seem, they were not worth much for people from respectable
families like Xavion.
Whatever. Giving him one or two extra bottles doesn't really matter to me.
Xavion then jumped toward where Jonathan was standing and said placidly, “Jonathan, I'm quite curious about your cultivation
method. Back in Remdik, I witnessed how terrifyingly powerful your spiritual energy was. Plus, you can effortlessly consume the
Spirit Rejuvenating Pills in large quantities. Other things aside, seeing how rich your spiritual energy is, I'll even buy it if you say
you have more than one energy field inside you.”

Jonathan shot a glance at Xavion on that note. “Hey, we're both God Realm cultivators, so don't tell me that you don't know it's
taboo to ask about another person's cultivation method in the cultivation world.”
A hint of murderous intent flitted across his eyes as he spoke. Catching a glimpse of that, Xavion hurriedly distanced himself
from Jonathan.
“Relax. I'm simply making small talk. Besides, I only wanted to know the name of your cultivation method. Don't be so sensitive,
will you? It's not like I'm going to snatch it away from you.”
“You'd still have to be able to do so,” Jonathan sneered in response. “I know very well what the eight respectable families are up
to. You guys must be planning to release me and wait for my cultivation level to plummet. Once I no longer pose a threat, you'd
then recapture me and coerce me into revealing the contents of my cultivation method, right?”
Instead of retorting, Xavion chortled away.
What Jonathan had just pointed out was indeed one of Mason's contingencies.
A cultivation method that had enabled a man to reach God Realm within three years was surely the finest. It would be a shame
not to get their hands on that very cultivation method.
Jonathan, in turn, smiled coldly at Xavion's reaction. “Heed my advice and perish whatever thought you guys may have. My
cultivation method is called 'Soul Eater,' which absorbs another person's cultivation to better my own cultivation level.”
At first, Xavion listened to Jonathan intently, for he would not want to miss any important information.
Be that as it might, he froze in shock upon hearing the final bits of what Jonathan had shared.
He took a moment to regain his composure before letting out a snicker.
“Jonathan, it's pointless to say such things when none of us are fools. Consuming another person's cultivation is a core
characteristic of Dark Art. Those who practice Dark Art themselves, however, could never build a firm foundation in cultivation. In
fact, the mixture of foreign spiritual energy would ultimately damage their energy field and meridians. Based on my judgment,
your energy field is at least twice as great as that of a typical God Realm cultivator. There's no way you can have such a solid
foundation with Dark Art.”

“Believe it or not, I'm telling the truth,” uttered Jonathan with a grin. “You can ask your family to find out the details of the
homicide case in Summerbank. While you're at it, you might as well go through the records of the battles I've gotten myself
involved in at Remdik. Rather than slaughtering the Remdikian cultivators in one fell swoop, I made sure to wound them badly
before I gobbled up their cultivation. Also, since my Cor is broken, I don't mind sharing one more secret with you.”
Jonathan lowered his voice and added, “Haven't you always been eager to learn what out-of-the-world cultivation method has
the ability to let an adult with mature meridians attain God Realm in three years and even be near to achieving Divine Realm that
fast? It's pretty simple, really.”
A pucker formed between Xavion's brows as he turned to Jonathan. Even though he believed that the latter would have nothing
good to say, he still had to prick up his ears.
He simply could not afford to miss out on such important information.
Jonathan did not keep Xavion in suspense for long, parting his lips calmly to say, “The most important step is called 'Possess'!”
Boom!
Xavion felt as though his head was about to explode.
Standing on the ridge, he watched Jonathan amble ahead as he swallowed his saliva several times to calm his own nerves.
Possess, he says?
If that were the case, everything about Jonathan would finally make sense.
A mere mortal like him had no whatsoever fundamentals of cultivation, yet he was granted a technique out of nowhere and
started cultivating on his own. In just a short period of time, a carefree, wealthy scion like him grew to become the high and
mighty Asura.
All of that could happen because the man in front of Xavion then was not the original Jonathan!
Xavion suppressed his astonishment and forwarded the audio recording of their conversation to the Osborne family.
During the interim, Jonathan could sense that Xavion was already convinced by what he had said, considering that the latter was
lagging behind.
The corners of his lips quirked while a hint of contempt crossed his eyes.

People from respectable families are so f*cking easy to deceive...