The Legendary Man

Chapter 883 Questions
Jonathan's image, too, gradually disappeared from Ksana's energy field.
Despite the lack of a physical presence within it, he could see every single detail of her energy field clearly.
As ripples began forming on top of the previously peaceful energy field, it felt as if a pebble had been dropped onto the middle of
the quiet lake.
Thereafter, waves of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye began to rage within her elixir field.
They rolled, settled down, and crashed against one another.
Every time the process repeated itself, plenty of energy was expended unnecessarily.
The phenomenon was similar to how a giant wave crashed onto the shore. When it began to recede, it would create an opposite
force that went against the waves coming behind it.
Although the force of the subsequent wave could not be entirely negated, it was enough for its momentum to be diminished.
However, that was where it did not make sense. The energy that was supposed to be counteracted did not disappear nor be
reinvigorated.
Instead, it evolved, right before Jonathan's curious eyes, into turbulent spiritual energy that flooded toward the elixir field's exit.
That was when he found the reason behind the intensity of Paurius' spiritual energy.
Closing his eyes, he put his hand on Ksana's abdomen. Both of them subsequently formed a mysterious bond.
With his hand on her energy field, Jonathan could easily cripple her by sending a burst of spiritual energy to disrupt the rhythm of
her spiritual energy flow.
Conversely, it was also easy for Ksana to do the same, as Jonathan had immersed himself entirely in her elixir field.
The situation was a testament to their mutual trust despite only knowing each other for less than three days.
One could not deny how mysteriously the world worked.

It was not until ten-odd minutes later that Jonathan finally retracted his hand.
Ksana dismissed all her spiritual energy before looking at him.
“What do you think? Is my elixir field still doing all right?” she asked.
Jonathan shook his head in response.
“No, it has reached its limit.”
“Its limit?” Ksana did not understand what he was saying.
“Yes, its limit.”
After pondering for a moment, Jonathan raised his gaze and asked, “Didn't you say that you had no progress ever since you
achieved God Realm?”
Ksana nodded in acknowledgment.
Frowning, he took a deep breath and explained, “When I observed the flow of your spiritual energy, I found it to be chaotic, yet it
seemed to be constrained by its own rules. Its unpredictability is what makes it unique. However, your elixir field isn't showing
any elasticity in the face of your raging spiritual energy. Instead, it feels just like a wall made of metal, an indication that it has lost
its vitality entirely.”
Jonathan downed a mouthful of vodka and added, “Holy Blood has not only placed a limit on your physical body but also
overstretched your elixir field in the name of strengthening it. You have hit the ceiling when it comes to your cultivation. If you
insist on breaking through it by force, your elixir field will explode, causing your death.”
By then, his thoughts were no longer focused on the condition of Ksana's elixir field.
Instead, he began to wonder if Holy Blood could be used on members of Asura's Office.
The objective of Jonathan's trip was for him to find Charleigh.
If he could convince Charleigh to return with him, that would be for the best. His second choice was to kidnap the latter if push
came to shove. In the worst-case scenario in which Charleigh could not leave with him, he had to figure out how to obtain all of
the latter's research so that Jason could work on them.

Jonathan was willing to sacrifice everything as long as he could elevate the cultivation level of Asura's Office's cultivators.
Otherwise, they would end up being massacred in the upcoming war.
As of then, Chanaea was incapable of defending itself against its foreign foes, be it the tsar of Remdik, the religious factions of
West Region, or Apocalypse of Anglandur.
Nothing would be better than if the eight respectable families and various large sects were willing to combine their strengths to
fight the enemy.
Unfortunately, uniting all of them was a task just as difficult as the current one Jonathan had on hand.
By combining the improvements he made in cultivation techniques with the spirit stones from the Blackwood family, he would be
able to produce many Superior Realm cultivators.
As for Jason, he could use Charleigh's research results to mass-produce Grandmaster Realm cultivators.
Back then, Jonathan assumed they had reached the limit of what was possible. Little did he expect Holy Blood to open a whole
new paradigm for them.
The two batches of cultivators that would be produced with the methods mentioned earlier were capable of further elevating their
cultivation level, but their chances of doing so were close to zero.
Under such circumstances, it was inconceivable that any one of them would reject the temptation of leveling up to God Realm
with the help of Holy Blood.
“As someone who's dying soon, the condition of my elixir field barely matters to me,” Ksana replied with a smile after putting her
clothes back on.
Even though she was still being hunted down, she was experiencing true freedom compared to when she was trapped at Mount
Enly.
“Jonathan, do you still have any more of those peanuts? Chanaean food is really delicious,” she asked.
“Peanuts are delicious?”
Smiling wryly, Jonathan brought out a dozen vacuum-packed snacks with a wave of his hand.

“I have a variety of snacks here. You can have them all.”
He had bought them for himself as food reserves.
After being sick of having all sorts of opulent food due to his station, he felt that such snacks were the best accompaniments for
alcohol.
Right then, Ksana smiled gleefully at the pile of snacks she had never tasted before, ripped one of them open, and popped some
baked beans into her mouth.
Staring at the delighted woman, Jonathan put down the vodka bottle in his hand.
“Ksana, there are two things that I still don't understand.”
“Go on,” Ksana replied while munching on the baked beans.
Staring into her eyes, he began to speak. “Firstly, based on what you said, you have seen Paurius before. However, when he sat
across from us on the train for almost an entire day, why didn't you recognize him? Instead, you only did so when he was about
to strike. While I was fighting him, I seized the opportunity to ascertain if he was in disguise. The result was that he wasn't, so
you should've been able to recognize him.”
Throughout his utterances, he watched Ksana intently. If she were to show any signs of panic, he would break her neck without
any hesitation.
In truth, he had deliberately exposed his vulnerable spots to Ksana when he helped her examine her elixir field.
He only dared to do so because the mysterious coffin was by his side. Regardless of how powerful Ksana was, he would
definitely not die at her hands.