Chapter 1377 The End Of Respectable Families
At that moment, Caleb, who was in mid-air, also noticed Jonathan on the ground.
However, the paraglider couldn’t go up or down vertically. Thus, Caleb could only wave at Jonathan from a distance, throw down a dark object, and dove into the distant mountains.
With a swift leap, Damoyed summoned a long magical rope, seizing the object falling through mid-air, and yanked it into his hand.
After tossing the walkie-talkie to Jonathan, Damoyed said indifferently, “It’s a walkie-talkie.”
Jonathan studied the walkie-talkie and noticed it was military-grade.
The second it was switched on, a burst of static noise came from the walkie-talkie.
“Hey, you’re Jonathan, right?”
Jonathan looked in the direction where the paraglider had just landed, but he had no idea what Caleb was really up to.
“I am.”
Jonathan pressed the talk button and spoke in a calm tone.
“I am Caleb, please hold your position.”
His reply was just a simple sentence before the indicator light on the walkie-talkie went out.
Damoyed looked at Jonathan.
“What is the newcomer’s cultivation level?”
“He’s from the Gray family, a middle phase God Realm cultivator,” Jonathan answered indifferently.
The small world may seem vast, but its core area was very limited.
Everyone’s location seemed quite scattered at first when the small world’s formation randomly teleported them.
However, as time passed, every foreign cultivator was gathering information about the small world.
Anyone who wasn’t a fool would inevitably continue to gather in the central core area.
It was also why Jonathan was able to constantly meet up with the rest.
Jonathan was quite surprised to encounter familiar faces like Kathleen throughout his journey.
Running into respectable families’ cultivators was something Jonathan had anticipated long ago.
However, he had never imagined that his meeting with Caleb would happen in such a bizarre way.
Carrying the ancient coffin on their backs, Jonathan and Damoyed swiftly dashed towards the ridge ahead.
Even though Caleb was alone, he posed no threat to them.
However, it was best to tread carefully in the small world.
No one could guarantee that Caleb came alone. It would be beneficial for them to climb to a high spot and scan the area to discover if there was an ambush in advance.
Standing atop the ridge, Jonathan glanced around, then fixed his gaze on the figure at the foot of the mountain.
Carrying a black backpack and dressed in sportswear, it was indeed Caleb.
Despite the several hundred meters of distance and even with the rugged mountain terrain, it was nothing more than a few leaps for a God Realm cultivator.
Landing steadily in front of Jonathan and his companion, Caleb looked at Damoyed with confusion.
Caleb gently pressed a button on his wristwatch, and a tiny hole subtly opened in the center of the glasses perched on his nose bridge.
“Damoyed?” Caleb muttered to himself.
“How did you end up with the West Region’s sect? If my intel is correct, you nearly destroyed the Bazar Temple. You two should be mortal enemies.”
Seeing Caleb’s puzzled expression, Jonathan couldn’t help but slightly furrow his brows.
I have absolutely no connection to the Gray family. In fact, the first time I met Caleb, he wanted to kill me. Now he’s acting all familiar and chatty, just like an old friend. What on earth is going on in this guy’s head?
Jonathan didn’t respond to Caleb’s question. Instead, he tossed the walkie-talkie back to Caleb.
“I don’t need to explain anything to you. Is there a reason why you’re asking me to wait?”
Jonathan’s tone was cold, even tinged with a hint of impatience.
It was the tug of war strategy between both sides.
Jonathan wanted to return to the southern region, but neither by water nor by land was there any way to pass through.
The only choice left was through the air.
In the small world, air travel was the most nonsensical of all.
However, Caleb’s glider had turned air travel into a possibility.
Whoever revealed their needs first would find themselves in a disadvantageous position. That was the case with Jonathan’s and Caleb’s tug-of-war.
Caleb was still young, around twenty-two or twenty-three years old. Carrying his backpack with glasses on his nose, anyone who saw him would think he was a harmless university student.
Previously, Jonathan also thought the young man was just out to see the world with the elders of the Gray family.
However, the incident that happened beyond the chaos portal in the small world made it clear to Jonathan that the young man was nothing more than a narrow-minded person, an extremely sinister character.
When dealing with such individuals, one must always stay alert. A slight misstep could potentially put one’s life at risk.
Caleb casually toyed with the walkie-talkie in his hand before tossing it into his storage ring.
“You have a military walkie-talkie in your storage ring, right? Switch it to the public channel. They’re all interconnected. You’ve stirred a commotion in this small world’s North Outer City. I thought, for sure, you were going to die in there, so I didn’t expect to see you here.”
As he spoke, Caleb turned his head to look at the Colstrax not far away.
“Why? Are you thinking of crossing the river?”
Upon hearing that, Jonathan let out a cold laugh.
“Why do I need to cross the river? I’m merely trying to escape. It’s safer by the riverbank.”
Caleb frowned slightly at Jonathan’s attitude.
“Jonathan, you don’t need to harbor such intense hostility towards me. We might have been enemies before, but now we are not.”
Jonathan was somewhat puzzled by Caleb’s intentions. However, Caleb had no plans to hide anything. He took out a tablet from his bag and tapped the screen, playing a video for them.
In the video, an Adrune cultivator dressed in a black suit was covered in tiny ants.
Several older men stood beside the Adrune cultivator.
“The Gray family, the Mallory family, the Blackwood family, the Salladay family…”
The expression on Jonathan’s face gradually became incredibly solemn upon recognizing those elders.
“Have the four respectable families united?” Jonathan asked with a hint of disbelief.
The eight respectable families of Chanaea were close to splitting into four factions due to Karl’s scheme.
The Henderson, Leeson, and Mallory families formed an alliance, while the Gray, Blackwood, and Welsh families made up the second alliance. The remaining Osborne and Salladay families, each stood on their own due to their formidable strength, commanding respect across Chanaea.
The factional division best reflected the scope of interests of each respectable family.
According to Jonathan’s analysis, the families from different factions would inevitably come to blows if they encountered families from other factions in the small world.
After all, it was a great opportunity to weaken the opponent’s power.
Yet, the respectable families, who seemed impossible to gather together, had surprisingly come together.
Judging by their serious expressions, it seemed as if they were worried about something.
Caleb reached out, fiddling with the video’s progress bar. The Adrune cultivator, being tormented by the tiny insects, finally couldn’t bear the agony and let out a roar.
“There won’t be any more respectable families in Chanaea ever again! You’re dead!”