Chapter 1376 Is This Possible
Melvin looked at Neil before him with a cold gaze, his eyes still filled with endless contempt.
At that moment, he had yet to perceive the true danger.
“So, you’re admitting that you sent these people to the North Outer City? Why are you stirring up trouble in North Outer City? Could it be that you, a hereditary Grand Commander, are plotting to seize control of North Outer City?”
Upon hearing that, Neil guffawed. “Have you folks from the four vassal families all turned into fools after two thousand years of comfortable living? Why do I want to seize North Outer City? What I want is the position of the governor of Yannopolis! Yannopolis was never meant to be ruled by you four vassal families! You surely haven’t forgotten how you initially annihilated the White family and seized control of Yannopolis, have you?”
At that point, even the ever-arrogant Melvin understood that something was amiss.
Watching the one-eyed man beside him, Melvin leaped and landed on the back of the Three-Headed Tiger behind him.
“Excellent! How dare you plot a rebellion? I think you’re really tired of living. Once I return to Yannopolis, I’ll make sure to gather all the troops. We will cleanse the entire South Outer City with their blood.” As Melvin spoke, he effortlessly crushed the jade pendant at his waist.
The jade pendant contained a temporary portal formation. As long as it was crushed, no matter where Melvin was in the small world, he would be instantly teleported back to a fixed location in Yannopolis.
But the moment that formation took shape, Neil, standing at the side, casually waved his hand.
Before Melvin, the formation that was about to take shape shattered into streams of light with a casual wave from Neil.
Melvin stared somewhat dazedly at the jade pendant crushed in his hand.
At that moment, he finally understood what he was about to face.
“I can’t believe you’re using portal formation in front of me. Have you forgotten that my ancestors were the chief monks of Yannopolis and South Outer City and North Outer City’s formations?”
A blood-stained silk handkerchief fell to the ground, and Neil opened a jade bottle the size of a finger, pouring the green liquid inside into his mouth.
The wound on his head was rapidly healing under the influence of the medicinal liquid, which was rich in life force.
“Melvin, I’ve been addressing you as ‘Your Majesty’ for over a decade now, haven’t I? You’re not seriously considering yourself as the future king of Yannopolis, are you? I can assure you responsibly that you’re not going anywhere today! None from the Fisher, Laatsch, Foster, and Yoder families can escape.” Neil turned around and gently waved toward the arena.
“Kill this good-for-nothing and seize the seal!” As Neil spoke, the one-eyed man charged directly at the Three-Headed Tiger.
Upon seeing that, Melvin let out a loud roar, commanding the fierce Three-Headed Tiger under him to attack.
However, before he could react, the two plump maidservants behind him had already thrust their long swords into Melvin’s ribs on both sides.
Two long swords stirred within Melvin’s body, instantly shattering his circulatory system and elixir field.
Before even having the chance to leave any last word, he died.
As for the Three-Headed Tiger, although it wanted to resist at that moment, under the punches of the one-eyed man, it couldn’t even last ten moves before one of its heads was smashed to pieces. The remaining two heads lay on the ground, wailing in despair.
“This beast appears quite majestic, but who would have thought it’s actually this gentle.” The one-eyed burly man, carrying Melvin’s corpse, arrived next to Neil, casually tossing it onto the ground.
Neil reached out gently, taking off the storage ring from Melvin’s finger.
He scanned the ring with his spiritual sense, summoning a gold medal engraved with a formation from within. He held it in his hand and examined it carefully.
“That three-headed demon tiger was raised by someone like Melvin. Even though it has some power, it’s merely relying on human influence. For over two thousand years, there has never been a war within Yannopolis. Even if the whole city is filled with God Realm cultivators, what difference would it make? The individuals we’ve chosen are all seasoned cultivators who have survived the arena. The four vassal families have reigned over Yannopolis for long enough.” Neil tossed the gold medal in his hand to the one-eyed, burly man.
“Since this matter has been set in motion, there’s no turning back. Melvin is dead. The Fisher family will surely be notified immediately. Notify our men in North Outer City to proceed as planned. Release the demon beast and the cultivators from the prison. Stir as much chaos in North Outer City as possible. Our family has been planning this for nearly a thousand years, and now, the time has come!”
At that moment, Jonathan and Damoyed were proceeding along the bank of Colstrax.
It wasn’t that the two had given up on crossing the river, but rather, Colstrax was simply too vast. Standing on the shore, they couldn’t even see where the other side was. It looked just like a sea.
Jonathan had also attempted to tunnel under the riverbed, but even after burrowing over two hundred meters down with Damoyed, they still hadn’t reached the bottom of Colstrax.
Under immense pressure, Jonathan had no choice but to abandon his plan to dive deeper.
He surmised that Colstrax could very well be directly linked to a subsurface stream.
If that were the case, unless Jonathan had enough strength to directly burrow into the spatial boundary of the small world, he would certainly be the first one to die.
Gazing at the winding banks of Colstrax disappearing between the mountains, Jonathan sat listlessly on the coffin, lost in thought. “What was the big shot who created this small world thinking, creating a river that cuts the world in half? Isn’t that just making things difficult for themselves?”
After all, Damoyed was a great cultivator who had attained enlightenment. At that moment, he was extremely calm. “Mr. Goldstein, please remain calm. We will definitely find a way to reach the other shore.”
“Keep calm, my foot!” Jonathan looked at Damoyed irritably. “Isn’t Seboxiasm’s teaching all about ‘there’s always a way out in the direst of straits?’ What’s the point of spouting all this feel-good nonsense now? If your theory really works, why don’t you go to the river and convince a demon beast to abandon evil and embrace good and have it ferry us across the river?”
Upon hearing that, Damoyed respectfully bowed deeply. “Mr. Goldstein, you must be joking. Seboxiasm’s philosophy is merely to guide people toward goodness. It does not enable us to communicate with demon beasts.”
Watching Damoyed explain things so earnestly, Jonathan felt a sense of helplessness filling his heart.
For the first time, Jonathan felt that it might be better if he was alone.
Lying on the coffin, Jonathan was contemplating a way to cross the river. Above his head, a black triangle was tearing through the sky. Is that a kite?
Jonathan leaped up and picked up the telescope to look overhead.
Upon recognizing the black triangle, Jonathan’s mouth fell open in surprise. “Is that even possible?” That’s not a kite at all. It’s clearly a triangular paraglider.
Beneath that paraglider, the figure that Jonathan saw was even more familiar. Astonishingly, it was the same cultivator who had almost come to blows with him before entering the small world. Caleb!