The Strongest War God Chapter 1153 – Not Any Less

Chapter 1153: Not Any Less

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Skylar Neal calmly said, “Then let’s forget about these useless items. Today, I’ll bring you to hunt and kill eminent pinnacle spirit beasts.”

Spirit beasts at the eminent pinnacle realm were equivalent to fifth-level spirit beasts.

“What?”

Jayven Neal was astonished.

He gulped and said, “Skylar, fifth-level spirit beasts can challenge ascendant pinnacles. They are extremely dangerous.”

“The real danger is standing right there!” Skylar smirked.

Jayven followed his gaze and happened to see Braydon Neal. His mouth twitched, and his face darkened.

He felt that his second brother was setting him up!

No matter what, Jayven felt it was unfair to compare his elder brother Braydon with spirit beasts.

But there must be some reason behind Skylar’s words.

Perhaps in Skylar’s eyes, the real danger was his brother Braydon.

If Braydon went berserk, it would be even more terrifying than the spirit beasts going berserk.

The day before in the capital, the day when Heather Sage almost died.

Braydon went berserk and tried to use a technique beyond his level, intending to bury the entire capital along with Heather.

In the end, it was Beckett Neal who intervened.

The whole capital city would have been destroyed in Braydon’s hands.

It was because Beckett intervened that Braydon did not fully go berserk.

Braydon held the little black cat and gently stroked it, whispering, “Jayven, it’s time to go!”

“Okay!”

Jayven carried a bulging military bag on his back and trotted after him.

Although Skylar promised to take him to hunt down eminent pinnacle spirit beasts, Jayven didn’t want to waste any of their loot.

As for the martial artists hidden in the forest, they didn’t dare to make any moves until Braydon and the others had left.

Those people were probably intimidated by Braydon’s ability to control hundreds of swords and kill the wolf pack, so they didn’t dare to show themselves.

Jayven carried the large bag, took out a map from his pocket, pursed his lips and looked at it for a long time. He then pointed to the southeast, saying, “Braydon, let’s go this way.”

“Why?”

Skylar was puzzled.

Beside him, Sapphire Neal explained, “If we go eight miles southeast, there should be a purchasing point. Jayven can exchange these things for spirit stones there.”

There were purchasing points even in the wilderness, which was beyond Braydon’s expectations.

He thought that merchants who purchased spirit beast skins and fur would be confined to the ancient city.

These people were actually conducting their business in the wilderness.

But these merchants had no choice. The competition in the industry was immense, with seven major organizations alone in the 14th ancient city.

The seven major organizations and countless medium and small organizations all relied on what the martial artists brought back to make a living.

Some organizations even employed a large number of martial artists to hunt spirit beasts and search for rare spirit herbs in the wilderness.

Otherwise, once an organization ran out of goods, it would lose a large number of customers, and even the old customers would be lost.

So, some major organizations took a different approach, dispatching strong individuals to sit at purchasing points in the wilderness and purchase goods from the hands of the martial artists at a close proximity.

This was a preemptive move to gain firsthand sources of goods.

Of course, these purchasing points were not too far from the 14th ancient city.

The farther away from the ancient city, the deeper into the wilderness one went, the higher the danger level.

Even upper three rank martial artists might encounter danger.

Because they might even encounter a random supreme pinnacle spirit beast.

Sure enough.

After Braydon and the others had walked about seven or eight miles, they saw figures coming in and out between two low mountains.

That should be the purchasing point.

Jayven trotted over, too lazy to wait in line, and went to the foot of the low mountain with excitement.

There was an artificial cave entrance.

Various items were laid out on the open ground, including rare spirit herbs, piles of spirit stones as high as mountains, and intact spirit beast corpses.

Martial artists of all kinds were grouped together, selling things here.

A middle-aged man in a white robe at the purchasing point was somewhat surprised when he saw Jayven. He said, “The Neal family actually let Young Master Jayven enter the ruins. Aren’t you afraid of danger?”

“Don’t talk nonsense. Just calculate for me how much these things are worth.”

Jayven was too lazy to exchange pleasantries and threw his backpack on the ground.

The middle-aged man in the white robe, Linden Lackey, waved slightly.

A helper came over attentively and opened the bag, taking out complete green wolf skins one by one.

Not too many, not too few, a total of eighty!

There were also some wolf claws!

The blood on the wolf skins hadn’t dried yet, obviously freshly killed.

Several groups of martial artists nearby looked shocked. “Young Master Jayven, did you encounter a wolf pack?”

“What’s wrong?”

Jayven looked proud.

Linden bent down, gently stroked the head of the wolf skin, his eyes revealing a hint of brilliance, and asked softly, “If a martial artist encounters such a large wolf pack, they generally have no chance of survival. Young Master Jayven, you were actually able to slay them all! How admirable!”

“Enough of that. Give me an estimate.”

Jayven urged anxiously.

He was still thinking about his second brother Skylar, who was going to take him to hunt down fifth-level spirit beasts.

Just thinking about it felt exciting!

Linden, neither hurried nor slow, asked, “The wolf pack had a leader that was at least a second-level spirit beast. I wonder…”

Mid-sentence, the helper unfolded a tattered green-brown wolf skin.

It was the fur of the wolf king.

It was almost in tatters.

It was full of holes.

Jayven actually tore it off and brought it back.

Linden couldn’t help but laugh. “Young Master Jayven, what did this wolf king do to provoke you? You had to be so ruthless. Looking at these traces, did you stab it with no fewer than fifty swords?”

“How much is it worth?”

Jayven was money minded.

Linden pondered for a moment and said, “These intact green wolf skins, although not graded, are of excellent quality. They were all killed with a single sword before death, with wounds at the brow, and there is no damage to the wolf skins.

“For such wolf skins, I’ll give you one hundred small spirit stones per piece.

“As for this wolf king skin, Young Master Jayven, it’s too severely damaged. I really can’t accept it!”

Linden said helplessly.

Jayven sneered, “Do you think I’m stupid? Whether you want the wolf king skin or not, even if the green wolf skins are not graded, when taken to the ancient city, each piece can sell for at least three hundred small spirit stones. You’re not bargaining with me; you’re trying to scam me!”

“When purchasing items in the wilderness, we also take risks. If powerful spirit beasts attack, we will lose everything.”

Linden hurriedly explained.

But Jayven didn’t buy it at all. He turned around and packed up his things to go to another vendor.

Even though there were some risks in the wilderness purchasing points.

But the pricing of items couldn’t be lowered so much.

Linden tried to stop Jayven. “How about one hundred and fifty small spirit stones per piece, Young Master Jayven?”

“Three hundred. Anything less is unacceptable.”

Read latest Chapters at foxwuxia.com Only

Jayven didn’t budge at all.

However, this was a wilderness purchasing point, so the prices for purchased items couldn’t be as high as they were in the ancient city.

Linden gritted his teeth and said, “One hundred seventy! How about that?”

“Three hundred!” Jayven had already packed up his loot and was about to leave.

Linden’s expression changed, then he smiled and said, “Three hundred it is. Young Master Jayven, please stay!”