I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 175

Jonathan's group of candidates was set to have their meals on the other side, where there were five empty tables.

Chester and Elijah naturally followed Jonathan along with Catherine.

To everyone else, the four of them appeared to be a small group.

Although the other candidates had not planned to form cliques initially, they decided to do so due to feeling pressured by Jonathan's group.

Walter naturally went over to Lesley's side. Being a level-headed person, the latter was courteous toward him. Hence, the two hit it off right away. After that, Lesley also roped in two other candidates. The four of them formed a small group and sat at a table.

In the end, the only ones left were Simon, William, and Landyn.

William and Landyn immediately decided to sit together before casting their doubtful stares at Simon.

Among all the candidates, Simon was probably ranked the first in terms of abilities.

Hence, they felt that as long as they could win over him, they would no longer need to be afraid of the others.

At that moment, he sat alone at a table while exuding the air of a loner, making it hard for anyone to approach him.

He did not seem to require any friends.

William and Landyn approached him with awkward smiles on their faces. “Let's sit together, Simon!” While William was saying that, he and Landyn sat down at the table.

Simon lifted his head and stared at them with an icy expression as he shouted without a hint of hesitation, “Get lost!”

His response stunned William and Landyn as they did not expect him to be so unamenable.

Furthermore, they dared not say a word upon sensing his imposing aura.

Their faces reddened with humiliation, and after hesitating for a while, they got up and left.

This scene was witnessed by all the other candidates.

Chester glanced in Simon's direction before whispering to Jonathan and Elijah, “I heard that Simon is not the descendant of a prominent family. He used to be an assassin, but because he saved Old Mr. Tanner in Hallsbay later on, the man gave him a recommendation.”

Jonathan shuddered while also feeling slightly taken aback.

Having sensed Simon's terrifying aura before, his thoughts were that a son of a prominent family should not possess this kind of aura, and now, Chester's words had confirmed his speculation.

Elijah scoffed upon hearing that, saying, “So, he's just a mere assassin. I thought that he was someone influential, acting all arrogant like that.”

Jonathan glanced at him. “Status and background don't matter for spiritual fighters. The more reckless people are, the more they can get the true meaning of the fighter's bloodthirst.”

Elijah's expression turned grim almost immediately.

Noticing that the atmosphere had turned awkward, Chester immediately attempted to smooth things over. “Times are different now, so it's pointless to say that.” After a pause, he continued, “However, I must say that Simon will be our biggest threat. Thankfully, he's an introvert, so we don't need to fear him.”

Jonathan decided to drop the conversation.

Although Simon was the strongest, Jonathan had experienced deadly wars and also possessed Haemocore, so he was not particularly afraid of him.

Moreover, he also had another thought in mind. I'll be wary of Chester instead as he's definitely a two- faced person.

The menu of the day consisted of four dishes, which tasted quite good.

After they had their fill, everyone was sent back to the dorms to rest.

Upon reaching the dorm, Simon immediately sat cross-legged and started cultivating. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Due to the lack of entertainment options, the others soon followed suit.

Catherine did not utter a single word, merely doing whatever Jonathan told her to do. This made him feel deeply touched.

As the night approached, everyone remained in their little cliques as they went for dinner.

Simon was the only one without a group.

William and Landyn tried to suck up to him, but unfortunately for them, Simon was not interested. They did not attempt to join another group, as the Divine Realm only had four places this time. Hence, if a group had six people, two would have to be eliminated.

As such, the group would certainly not be united.

During the meal, Chester suggested to Jonathan's group, “Jonathan, seeing as there are only four places in Divine Realm, I sincerely hope that all four of us can be recruited. However, you can tell that the others aren't weak either. So for us to win, we must be united. Don't you think so?”

Jonathan smiled and responded, “You're right.”

Chester then went on, “However, we should select a leader among us, shouldn't we? Just so that it's easier to handle things when there's an unexpected situation. Don't you think?”

Upon hearing that, Jonathan stared at him a little longer before replying, “I think that there's no one else more suitable for this role than you, Chester.”

Chester looked slightly surprised. “That won't do! We should take a vote,” he suggested with a smile.

However, Jonathan replied, “There's no need for that. Anyway, my wife and I both think you're best suited for this.”

Elijah naturally had no objections.

Seeing this, Chester no longer pretended to be polite. “Since everyone has agreed, then I'll accept it begrudgingly.”

Jonathan smiled in response.

He naturally would not compete to become the leader, knowing that even if he did, Chester and Elijah were unreliable.

Chester's words were clear and he was merely going with the flow.

By seven in the evening, everything was covered in white.

The layer of snow that blanketed the training ground was an inch thick, extending into the horizon.

In the dorm, all the candidates were focused on cultivating.

Sitting with his legs crossed, Jonathan was channeling his senses into feeling the power of the Haemocore.

With a shift of intention, he could allow the Haemocore to absorb part of his vitality.

According to a secret technique by the Requiem, all of Jonathan's energy, spirit, and essence had been concealed, making him seem like a person without cultivation.

This was the mystical power of the Requiem.

He also discovered that his Haemocore was still growing alongside his continuous cultivation, and he did not know to what extent it would reach.

After cultivating for two hours, Jonathan finally opened his eyes.

The lights in the dorm were off, and all was quiet.

Noticing that the others were still cultivating, he decided to lie down.

There was a tension around him that he did not like.

It gave him the feeling of a prison that was trapping him inside.

In this place, he had to abide by the rules of Divine Realm and must obey instructions.

Jonathan was used to living a carefree life, wandering around every corner of the world. Because of that, he did not enjoy feeling burdened.

Despite that, he knew that he could only accept it. In life, one cannot live freely without any constraints forever as there would always be responsibilities to shoulder.

Jonathan gave it a lot of thought. He knew that Mabel and Polly did not need to enter the Divine Realm

as they did not require any motivation to keep improving.

However, he was aware that he was too lax and required this environment to train him.

He figured that his master had sent him to Smealand back then because his master had an astute understanding of Jonathan's personality.

Jonathan knew very well that if he wanted to be free, he had to keep climbing upwards. It was only when his abilities had reached a certain level that he would attain a certain degree of freedom.

However, little did he know that his life's turmoil would begin once he had stepped into the Divine Realm.

Accompanied by these mixed emotions, Jonathan slowly drifted off to sleep.

He slept exceptionally well for the rest of the night, and it was seven in the morning when he woke up.

Everyone did not need to wash up, as a Nascent Soul expert's body was free from filth.

Shane came to take everyone to breakfast. “You have fifteen minutes to have breakfast. Gather at the training ground after that,” he instructed.

Everyone was engrossed in their own thoughts during breakfast, trying to guess what the test would be like on that day.

Once breakfast was over, they went to the assembly location on the training ground.

Amid the snow, the first person they spotted was Lailah, who looked valiant and charismatic in her military uniform.

Behind her were several service staff as well as two military aircraft.

As everyone arrived in front of her, she glanced at them before shouting out commands, “Attention! At ease! Look left! Look ahead!”

Everyone was well-trained by now, so they followed obediently like a new recruit.

Lailah stood before them, sweeping her gaze across all the candidates before saying seriously, “I have bad news for you. I received an order from the headquarters of Divine Realm, which is that only one spot is available at this time. The person who gets it shall receive intensive training from our organization.”

Everyone's faces fell upon hearing that.

Jonathan was also in complete shock. He was not afraid of any enemy. However, if there was only one place, a choice had to be made between him and Catherine.

We'll rely on our own abilities. Anyway, no matter which of us is chosen, I'll still protect the Harrington family in the future to repay Old Mr. Harrington's kindness.

With that thought in mind, his heart settled instantly.

Lailah continued, “The final elimination round is also the cruelest. We'll send you to Ophidian Island in Norham. You'll have to kill everyone else to win, and the final survivor will be recruited.”

Jonathan's heart sank again.

The faces of Chester, Elijah, William, and the others also turned ashen except for Simon, who remained impassive as usual.

Jonathan could not help but sneak a glance at Catherine. She appeared indifferent like Simon.

A hint of anguish flashed across his eyes.

Never would he have expected that the entire universe would conspire to play a practical joke on him.

If only one could live between him and Catherine, there was no doubt what his choice would be, for he could never take her life for his own survival.

Jonathan had a quick change of mind. I'll quit or ask Catherine to quit. However, I'm worried about her. She's so naïve. What if someone took her life on the island? How will I face Old Mr. Harrington then?

Just then, Lailah exclaimed, “I have eleven golden silkworms here. Consume them if you're willing to participate in the final assessment. If not, you may quit now. I would like to remind all of you that once you've consumed the silkworms, you'll be killed by them if you don't return within ten days and get close to their mother.”