The Strongest War God

Chapter 2014: The Five Pavilion Masters Chapter 2014: The Five Pavilion Masters Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Now, he had actually encountered a disciple from the Lotus Feather Pavilion here.

It was the person walking in front, the only level five transcendent.

Beyond the universe, distinctions between young and old cultivators no longer mattered.  In the transcendent realm, barring unforeseen events, one would be immortal.  However, where there were cultivators, competition was inevitable.  Since ancient times, countless prodigies had emerged, creating awe-inspiring forbidden techniques and forging eon artifacts—powerful enough to destroy the transcendent body and sever the transcendent path.

Thus, he could defeat his opponent.

Braydon Neal suddenly stood up.

“Who is it?” a young man among the nine demanded coldly.

“I’m just a passerby,” Braydon replied indifferently.

The nine looked over at him in unison, frowning.  They couldn’t sense Braydon’s aura or see through his cultivation level.  Such a person was either a transcendent or someone using a rare treasure to conceal his aura.

The young man leading them, however, spoke gently, “Saverio Brodsky, Lotus Feather Pavilion.

I’m here on my master’s orders to bring my junior brothers and sisters for training.

We may have disturbed you by accident.

Please forgive us.” They were very polite upon meeting Braydon because Saverio understood that in this mystic realm, many high-level transcendents were drawn here.  If they met someone whose cultivation they couldn’t perceive, it likely meant the person’s level was higher than his own.

Beyond the universe, one’s cultivation couldn’t be judged by appearance alone.  Numerous high-level cultivators wandered the world, looking youthful for centuries.  Saverio’s courtesy reflected his respect for the strong.

“My surname is Neal,” Braydon responded indifferently, choosing not to hide his name anymore.

“Brother, your name sounds familiar.

I feel like I’ve heard it before…” Saverio frowned.

“Senior Brother Brodsky, isn’t he wanted by the Dlael Spiritual Sect?” someone reminded him.

Saverio suddenly recalled that this mystic realm was secretly controlled by the Dlael Spiritual Sect.  It seemed this man and the Dlael Spiritual Sect’s traitor had caused the news to spread.

“So, it’s Brother Neal.

I’ve heard much about you.” “The Dlael Spiritual Sect recently discovered a secret place with a level ten inheritance.

I wonder if your Lotus Feather Pavilion would be interested.” Braydon planned to divert the attention eastward.

Saverio and the others were shocked.

“A tenth level Inheritance?” “It’s true,” Braydon chuckled.

“The Dlael Spiritual Sect only recently discovered it.

They haven’t yet obtained the inheritance inside.

If your Lotus Feather Pavilion is interested, I can sell the information to you.” “Name your price,” Saverio agreed without hesitation.

The matter involved a level ten inheritance, something even the pavilion master wouldn’t ignore.

“100 sets of level nine transcendent pills!” Braydon stated calmly.

The nine of them gasped in unison.  A level nine transcendent pill, refined only by level nine alchemists, was invaluable—much less a hundred sets, a thousand bottles, or ten thousand pills.  Even for the Lotus Feather Pavilion, paying such a price was painful.

Unable to decide, Saverio discreetly contacted the elders.  A big shot from the Lotus Feather Pavilion was already on his way, saying the price could be considered.  Though level nine transcendent pills were precious, they were accessible to top forces with reserves.  But who possessed a level ten inheritance?

Suddenly, a powerful aura descended from the distance.  A white-robed, middle-aged man arrived, bearing a golden nine-petaled lotus on his chest.  The nine disciples immediately bowed, “Pavilion Master!” There were five pavilion masters in Lotus Feather Pavilion, each leading a faction among the top forces.

This was Haskell Setzer.

“You have news of a Tenth Level Legacy?” Haskell asked calmly, his gaze sharp, as if probing Braydon’s heart for truth.

Unfazed, Braydon replied, “The news is confirmed.

My companion, a former disciple of the Dlael Spiritual Sect, saw this place firsthand—a Tenth Level body.” “Very well.

If your information proves true, I, Lian Yuting, will provide you with 100 sets of Tier 9 Super Spirit Pills,” Haskell agreed but required the location first.

With Braydon’s cautious nature, he usually wouldn’t act until he had guarantees.

But this time, he had no choice.

Knowing about the Tenth Level Inheritance meant he couldn’t leave unscathed if he withheld information; Haskell wouldn’t let him go.

So he chose to reveal it.

By doing so, he would certainly receive ten sets of Tier 9 Super Spirit Pills.

Otherwise, if Lian Yuting reneged and killed him after gaining the information, it would damage the faction’s reputation.

No one would dare trade with them in the future.

“There’s a black mountain in that range.” Braydon raised his hand, pointing into the distance.

“Shall we agree on the same trade terms?” On their way, Haskell had already learned Braydon’s identity.

He continued, “The Dlael Spiritual Sect will not touch anyone I protect.” It was a promise.

As long as Braydon guided them to that place, Lotus Feather Pavilion would ensure his safety.

The assurance of a Pavilion Master was enough.

Braydon was thoughtful, having succeeded in drawing Lian Yuting into this matter.

Once news of this spread and others joined in, no one could predict who would ultimately claim the Tenth Level inheritance.

Haskell looked at Braydon intently and added, “Lotus Feather Pavilion buys out this information.” It was a warning.

If Braydon intended to sell the news to others, it would not only waste Lian Yuting’s investment but also offend many people.

“If Lotus Feather Pavilion will guarantee my protection, I’ll go with you,” Braydon agreed with a smile.

“Alright, I’ll arrange what you requested,” Haskell responded sincerely, preparing ten sets of Tier 9 Super Spirit Pills from the Pavilion’s treasury.

He also notified the other four Pavilion Masters.

Within the Pavilion, the five leaders had their factions, and their disciples competed intensely.  Yet, here, they had to remain united to maximize their gains.  If the tenth level inheritance went to the pavilion, any pavilion master who used it would bring the pavilion to unparalleled power.

Even if Haskell couldn’t utilize the inheritance himself, if another pavilion master did, it would still benefit him with a considerable favor.  Haskell was clearly positioned to be the primary beneficiary.

Obtaining the tenth level inheritance could make him the top figure in the pavilion.  Failing that, he’d still stand as one of the pavilion’s most influential members.  He never intended to monopolize the benefits but to rally the pavilion’s entire force toward this goal.

Braydon and Haskell journeyed together, crossing mountains and seas until they arrived at a silent mountain range, spotting a small black mountain in the distance.