The Legendary Man

Chapter 1279 The Salladay Family
“Don't worry.” With his eyes squinted, Wilbur looked at the cultivator from the Salladay family and laughed. “I may look a bit
intimidating, but in reality, I'm quite easy to get along with.”
Wilbur's words were surprisingly gentle, but paired with the massive, fierce scar on his face, it somehow gave off a sense of
absurdity.
At that point, the people of the Salladay family also had no other choice. Even an ant cherishes its life, let alone a full-fledged
human being.
Feeling the spiritual energy within him rapidly recovering, the cultivator from the Salladay family formed a seal with both hands.
Subsequently, a palm-sized, intricate, arcane array slowly took shape in front of him.
“I am Finnley Salladay, currently with Wilbur. He wants to form an alliance with us. Let's go.” After uttering a few simple words,
the cultivator from the Salladay family gently touched the arcane array in front of him with his right hand.
Under this single touch, the arcane array quickly disintegrated, then transformed into countless glowing lights that flew forward.
The moment the firefly shot out, the people of the Salladay family felt a chill in their hearts, followed by their entire bodies being
enveloped by a strange warmth.
That was the illusion brought on by a belly full of blood.
Looking down, Wilbur had already plunged the dagger into the person's circulatory system.
“You promised us...” The people of the Salladay family stared with wide eyes, speaking in disbelief.
“I've agreed.” With a dagger in hand, Wilbur forcefully twisted it, completely shattering the man's circulatory system. “It's my fault
for not keeping my word. I apologize to you.”
As Wilbur spoke, the man's eyes slowly closed, and he ultimately collapsed weakly to the ground.

Watching the direction where the light had just faded, Wilbur pulled out a pistol from his pocket. He then started firing
continuously at the remaining few people.
Even as those people pleaded incessantly, claiming they could help Wilbur connect with their families, Wilbur did not show the
slightest hint of hesitation.
Surveying the bodies strewn across the ground, Wilbur methodically removed their storage rings, one by one.
Those individuals were renowned cultivators of the God Realm, each with their own reputation. Any one of their names, if called
out, represented the cornerstone of major powers.
At that moment, however, in front of Wilbur, all they could do was meet their end.
With a casual gesture, Wilbur tossed those people in front of the rat, saying, “All of these can be eaten.”
The rat sniffed at the bodies with its nose. Seeing that Wilbur made no objections, it began to feast heartily.
Although rats were omnivores, it was extremely rare for them to taste such delicious human flesh.
Those were God Realm cultivators, so their bodies had been tempered by spiritual energy through years of constant practice.
It was the same principle as how humans enjoyed eating some precious spirit animals.
The bodies of several people were quickly devoured completely by the enormous rat.
Seeing the rat still eagerly licking the blood-stained dirt on the ground, Wilbur chuckled. “Haven't had enough to eat yet? If you
let me ride on you, you'll have endless flesh and blood for you to feast on.”
Wilbur spoke as he flipped over to sit on the rat's back, then pointed in the direction where the light from the arcane array in the
hands of the Salladay family's cultivator had disappeared.

“Let's go. We'll head that way.” Wilbur gently patted the rat, chuckling as he spoke.
The rat touched the ground with its four paws, transforming into a grey phantom that vanished into the forest.
Meanwhile, in another village, a few members of the Salladay family were heartily devouring chunks of beast meat, their feet
resting on the unrecognizable figures of several beaten individuals.
“So, this is what you call an envoy?” Eva said with some uncertainty.
The Salladay family consisted of nine members. After entering the small world, they all scattered. Apart from the two who were
killed, the remaining seven had now fully regrouped.
These seven cultivators, consisting of one Divine Realm and six God Realm, entered the small world, where they could be said
to be unstoppable. Even when they arrived at Tillydrone Village and encountered the envoys from the Outer City of Yannopolis,
they showed no restraint. They even directly defeated those people, leaving them bloodied in front of everyone.
Across from Eva, a woman holding a dish was trembling, completely stunned by the scene unfolding before her eyes.
For these villagers, the envoys from the Outer City held power over their lives.
However, these individuals had just appeared all of a sudden and trampled all over those envoys upon the first encounter. That
was why the villagers were terrified.
“Y-Yes!”
The woman carefully placed the meat in her hand onto the table, intending to retreat, but Eva reached out and grabbed her wrist.
“What are you afraid of? These people have already been subdued, and you are also a cultivator. How can you be so timid?”
Eva questioned.
“Cultivator?” The woman looked at Eva nervously. “Aren't we all cultivators?”

Uh... Upon hearing the woman's words, Eva was taken aback, soon realizing she seemed to have overlooked many things. In
the outside world, every cultivator who manages to reach Grandmaster Realm has undoubtedly endured countless hardships.
Even for those born into respectable families, despite having ample access to potent medicinal resources, breaking through to
the Grandmaster Realm remains an incredibly challenging feat. Therefore, in the outside world, every reputable cultivator has a
strong Cor. In this small world, cultivation can be done rather easily. Aside from the authorities controlling the cultivation methods
for those above the God Realm, one can freely cultivate any techniques below the Grandmaster Realm. In essence, anyone can
be a cultivator of the Grandmaster Realm. It's because their spiritual energy is abundant. Reaching the Grandmaster Realm is
merely a matter of time for them. Moreover, due to the stagnation of technology, the minds of the people in this small world are
incredibly pure, without too many other thoughts. Therefore, when these people practice, each of them has clear thinking, and
everything is so natural.
Thinking about that, Eva couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy toward the aborigines there as she reflected on the hardships
she endured during her cultivation in her younger years.
“Forget about it. It seems like nothing I say to you will make sense. How about this? We've heard about these so-called envoys
committing terrible acts against you before. Today, I'm giving you a chance to kill them with your own hands. What do you say?”
The words of Eva were spoken with terrifying simplicity.
However, those words gave the villagers standing outside quite a start.
The woman who was serving their meal was even more frightened by Eva's words. She dropped the plate in her hand and,
astonishingly, stepped forward with her left leg to bow to the people in front of her. “Please, I implore you all, do not proceed in
this manner. If these people were to die, our entire village would face severe repercussions.”
“Just now...”
The woman spoke, pausing slightly at this point, then looked at the imprisoned divine messenger on the ground as if she were
afraid of something. “Just now, I saw all the divine messengers crushing their communication emeralds as they were being
defeated. I'm sure that from Yannopolis, someone must have already been dispatched to come here. You guys better run while
you can!”