Chapter 817: Pinnacles All Have Support!
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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The son of the civil fate was tasked with the education of the people.
The son of the martial arts fate was tasked with opening up a new path for the martial artists of the world, protecting the mountains and rivers of Hansworth with his own strength.
If this plan succeeded, who would dare to cause trouble?
If not for the premature death of the son of the civil fate!
If he was still alive, he would be the same age as Braydon Neal.
How terrifying would it be if the two of them joined forces?
Outsiders wouldn’t even dare to imagine it!
However, Braydon alone had already started the Northern Army Era.
The Northern Army was good at killing and using martial arts to suppress the world. They didn’t need to educate the people. It was enough to sweep the world with their cold swords!
This was the difference between a son of the civil fate and a son of the martial arts fate!
Martial arts emphasized on killing.
What was even more terrifying was that the beliefs of the Northern Army men were instilled by Braydon.
What was Braydon’s philosophy?
Using killing as protection!
There was no one in the world that couldn’t be killed!
Killing was protecting.
One could imagine how murderous a martial artist who carried out this ideology was.
Little did they know that many years ago, outsiders only knew that there was a Northern King in the northern territory, but they did not know that there was a young Martial Emperor in the capital’s inner palace!
The young Martial Emperor had lived in the palace many times when he was young.
Sutton Wall, the head of the internal officials, personally took care of him and raised him. He studied with Martial Emperor Yanagi during the day.
This young Martial Emperor was Braydon!
Martial Emperor Yanagi was an elder, so why did he only like Braydon when he was a child?
It was not just because Braydon was the descendant of an old friend.
It was because Braydon’s growth was becoming more and more like the young Martial Emperor Yanagi!
Who was the Martial Emperor?
The hero who had restored the old mountains and rivers back then and ended the chaos.
When Braydon was young, he was called the Young Martial Emperor.
Braydon was already 20 years old. He was even more stunning than Martial Emperor Yanagi when he was young!
At this moment, the night shrouded Hollow Pa.s.s.
Jonah Shaw quietly left and rushed to Ludwig.
Jonah was the War G.o.d of Hansworth. He had his own mission and responsibility, and even more so, he had his own things to do.
Braydon stood in a quiet courtyard, staring at the pond under the moon. Red fishes were swimming in groups, waiting for their master to feed them.
“Is Sadie asleep?” Braydon asked softly.
“She’s already asleep!”
The one-armed Maddox Johnstone appeared, lowered his head and said,
“Lorenzo sent a secret order during the day. Kinslee Mayer appeared on Mount
Woolas and asked when the commander would be there!”
“Tomorrow morning, I’ll be heading to Mount Woolas!”
Braydon left his original spot and appeared on the roof of the wooden house. He sat down cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes. He placed his hands on his knees and circulated the Art of the G.o.d of War.
The Art of the G.o.d of War was the Great Void of Kylo Art.
Braydon had already cultivated to the third level. Every night, he would circulate a small circulation, and his body would show signs of cleansing.
This effect was even more terrifying than the Shaolin cla.s.sics of tendon changing on Mount Sheburg
Ever since Braydon had entered the pinnacle realm, he had not cultivated seriously.
He cultivated the Art of the G.o.d of War and condensed purple Qi.
Pinnacle martial artists could increase their vitality after absorbing purple Qi.
In the modern industrial era, century-old herbs lacked a suitable environment to grow and had long been extinct on the market.
However, century-old herbs were a necessity for pinnacle martial artists to cultivate.
Without these things, how could pinnacle martial artists increase their vitality? How could they live for five hundred years!
Spirit herbs were hard to find in the world.
This resulted in many talented prodigy martial artists choosing a faction early on. After all, it was easy to take shelter under a big tree.
Some chose to serve their country.
Some chose powerful and aristocratic families, while others chose sects.
This was because unaffiliated martial artists had no background or resources. It was difficult for them to even survive, let alone become a pinnacle martial artist.
This kind of martial artist was like Charles Lansky, living in the gap between the special operations team and the aristocratic families.
As a martial artist, he was under the jurisdiction of the special operations teams in various places.
At the same time, people like them could not afford to offend the aristocratic families!
Unaffiliated martial artists were basically all low-level martial artists!
In the past hundred years, no one had heard of a pinnacle individual being a rogue cultivator.
It was the same for all the countries in the world!
Every pinnacle had the support of a powerful force.
In fact, for low-level martial artists, when they heard that a major force had produced a pinnacle expert, they would think that they were very powerful and had a strong foundation.
In fact, it was the exact opposite!
The most terrifying feature of these groups of forces was that they could support pinnacle martial artists!
A force that could satisfy the needs of pinnacle martial artists was a force with a strong foundation.
In other words, for such forces, if they could support pinnacle martial artists, they could also nurture them.
Among the powerful families, the Crawford family was an example.
The Crawford family had existed for more than 1,800 years.
They had three powerful families.
The three families all had the surname Crawford!
Just this name alone could make many low-level pinnacle experts feel reverence.
The Crawford family was not a force to be trifled with. To martial artists below the pinnacle realm, the Crawford family was like Mount Tanish, untouchable and unshakable!
There were no pinnacles who had no support behind them!
Even Braydon himself was the same.
During the glorious period of the Neal family, the Neal family was the leader of the powerful families. How terrifying was that?
Even though the Neal family had been reduced to ashes, the connections left behind, such as those few big shots in the capital, took good care of the descendants of the Neal family.
It could be seen from Braydon and Skylar Neal.
Therefore, Braydon had support.
At this moment, in the long night.
Braydon sat alone on top of the wooden house. He closed his eyes and circulated the Art of the G.o.d of War, welcoming a ray of dawn in the east.
When the first rays of the sun appeared.
A purple Qi appeared between Braydon’s mouth and nose. It was a foot long and as thick as a chopstick.
After a night of hard work, this wisp of purple Qi was formed!
Braydon had only managed to condense a strand of purple Qi in a single night.
To be able to condense such a purple Qi in one night was already shocking enough!
Even a pinnacle martial artist would be tempted by such a purple Qi.
The purple Qi could open the spiritual aperture. The little fool was greedy when he was young and had absorbed a lot by Braydon’s side!
Braydon cultivated for a night and suddenly stood up. He opened his mouth and swallowed the purple Qi in one gulp.
The purple Qi entered his body and went straight to his Tianling point, merging into his blood like a trickle.
Braydon’s thin body was covered in cloth, and his blood was boiling!
The purple Qi entering his body was even more potent than a hundred-year-old herb!
Not far away, Maddox, who was standing on the east side of the small courtyard and silently protecting Braydon, held his watch and looked at the numbers on it.
The red number jumped from 120 to 220 Na.
In other words.
This wisp of purple Qi had increased Braydon’s vitality by a whole 100 Na!
What a terrifying cultivation speed!
In just one night, he had condensed 100 Na of vitality, which was equivalent to 10,000 pounds of strength.
A night of cultivation was equivalent to ten years of hard labor!
This was not an exaggeration!
When ordinary low-level pinnacle cultivators cultivated, they were limited by their own talent. In addition to the lack of spirit herbs, the speed at which their vitality grew was beyond one’s imagination!
This kind of pinnacle might not even be able to increase his vitality by 100 Na in ten years!
Otherwise, seeing that pinnacles could live for 500 years, wouldn’t there be pinnacle martial artists everywhere who would have more than 10,000 Na of vitality? There would no longer be low-level pinnacles..