The Strongest War God Chapter 1203 – Chapter 1203: Ten Billions of Wealth Arrived

Chapter 1203: Ten Billions of Wealth Arrived

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Descendants of the gods held a lofty status in the ruins.

How could he be poor?

When the little fool said that, Takiyah Zakwe felt that the two brothers were quite humble.

He was perhaps the humblest descendant of the gods that Takiyah knew.

“Why can’t the descendants of the gods hunt spirit beasts?” Braydon Neal asked calmly.

“Gods rule the human world, and all living things bow down to them. In the eyes of the gods, martial artists in the ruins are like spirit beasts.”

Takiyah’s words were even more daunting.

In the spiritual eye of the gods, the martial artists in the ruins were considered the same as beasts?

Was this treating all living beings as equals, or treating all living beings as ants?

It was probably more inclined to the latter!

God was elevated, overseeing all things and ruling the world.

In Takiyah’s eyes, Braydon’s pursuit of the silver-maned lion was a disgrace.

She believed that the descendants of the gods wouldn’t dare to be so vulgar, and they should refrain from killing spirit beasts for their cores.

Such deeds were only performed by those lowly aboriginal martial artists.

Braydon didn’t argue. The ideology he adhered to was vastly different from the aborigine martial artists who believed in divine rights.

Everything in the ruins hailed from another civilization.

Braydon and the others were outsiders, after all.

Concerning Takiyah’s strength, Braydon had no issues with it, and Takiyah didn’t raise any objections.

The group returned to the Small Divine City and presented some spirit stones at the city gate.

Takiyah didn’t seem interested in anything in the Small Divine City.

The reason she came to the Small Divine City was because of Braydon.

A descendant of a god appearing out of thin air in this area intrigued her.

She wanted to understand where Braydon came from.

In the ruins, as long as they were descendants of the gods, they were linked to each other.

Takiyah was curious about Braydon.

Since she had arrived at Zinno Hotel, Braydon couldn’t just ignore her, so he helped her book a guest room.

Cor Demeksa was the first to learn of Braydon’s return. He knocked on Braydon’s door and whispered, “Your Highness Neal, I heard that you’re back.”

“Mr. Demeksa, please come in!”

Braydon was in the room. He had just showered. Lewa and Hala packed up their worn-out clothes and left the room obediently.

As for Luke Yates, he was in his room, naked and soaking in the bathtub, nibbling on a cucumber. It was very comfortable.

Cor entered Braydon’s room and handed him an empty pouch. “Your Highness Neal,” he said softly, “these are the spirit crystals from the auction of the supreme-grade Blood Clotting Pills.”

“How much in total?”

Braydon stored away the void pouch and didn’t count the spirit crystals.

“The nine-essence Blood Clotting Pill was the most expensive,” Cor explained. “It was bought by the old guys from the Spirit Herbs Association. Each nine-essence spirit pill was sold for 100 million spirit stones.

“There was a total of 57 nine-essence Blood Clotting Pills. All of them were bought by the Spirit Herbs Association. It was worth 5.6 billion small spirit stones.

“The other supreme-grade spirit pills were sold for a total of 6 billion small spirit stones.”

Cor was announcing the auction price of this batch of supreme-grade spirit pills.

This was a huge windfall!

According to the exchange rate of 1,000:1 in the Small Divine City.

10 billion small spirit stones could be exchanged for 11.7 million large spirit stones.

In terms of spirit crystals, it was 11,700 spirit crystals.

“Zinno Hotel didn’t charge any fees. They asked me to pass on the message to Your Highness. We hope to work together in the future,” said Cor.

“That’s not a problem.”

Braydon would definitely sell the nine-essence supreme-grade spirit pills.

Not only did he have transcendent-grade spirit pills, but he also had 10 bottles of supreme-grade Blood Clotting Pills that he had yet to take out.

Now that Braydon had obtained a huge sum of money, he naturally would not keep it.

“Can I buy a batch of thousand-year-old spirit herbs in the Small Divine City?” he asked directly.

“Thousand-year-old spirit herbs are extremely precious. Hundred-year-old spirit herbs are easy to buy, but thousand-year-old spiritual herbs are rare and extremely valuable. Very few people sell them. They usually appear in auctions.”

Cor was being forthright with Braydon.

He even underscored the scarcity of thousand-year-old spirit herbs.

That was an extraordinary item.

The more precious the spirit herb, the more spirit beasts guarded it.

When it matured, a spirit beast would consume it in one gulp to aid in its advancement.

In essence, acquiring those valuable spirit herbs would entail defeating those guardian spirit beasts.

Cor explained, “A hundred-year-old spirit herb is guarded by a first-level spirit beast. A two-hundred-year-old spirit herb is guarded by a second-level spirit beast, and so forth. An eight-hundred-year-old spirit herb is guarded by an eighth-level spirit beast. A nine-hundred-year-old spirit herb is guarded by a formidable spirit beast.”

The path to obtaining these spirit herbs was quite challenging.

One could envision their considerable value.

“These spirit herbs are quite valuable, comparable to beast cores!” Cor added.

“Understood!”

Braydon understood the value of beast cores.

The materials from an eighth-level spirit beast would easily start at 30 million spirit stones, and the value of a beast core would be tripled.

A normal eighth-level beast core was worth 100 million.

In other words, a hundred spirit crystals for an eighth-level beast core were equivalent to an eight-hundred-year-old spirit herb.

“Then, I’ll have to trouble you to exchange these spirit crystals for spirit herbs,” said Braydon decisively.

“With the value of this batch of spirit crystals, it shouldn’t be difficult to buy a hundred 800-year-old spirit herbs, but…

“Buying a large number of high-level spirit herbs will definitely alert the city lord’s mansion. At that time, it will attract interrogation,” Cor frowned and truthfully pointed out.

“Zinno Hotel will have to step in.”

Braydon didn’t want to reveal his identity.

“Understood,” said Cor decisively.

Braydon’s identity in the Small Divine City was that of a descendant of a god.

Therefore, Cor did not think too much about it.

“Why are you buying these herbs?” Takiyah asked softly. “We are all descendants of the gods, so these spirit herbs won’t be of much help to us.”

“I cultivate both martial arts and ancient martial arts!”

Braydon replied indifferently.

Takiyah was stunned. “You’re really strange. You’ve practiced many strange techniques, and you’re also practicing low-level martial arts.”

“The path of ancient martial arts is not inferior to modern martial arts.”

Braydon looked at Takiyah. As a martial arts genius, Braydon’s understanding of martial arts was not shallow, nor was he arrogant enough to think that ancient martial arts were inferior to martial arts.

However, Takiyah was the true descendant of the gods.

Cor was shocked by her aloofness. He didn’t expect Braydon to bring back a descendant of a god from the wilderness after a month.

As expected, the friends of the descendants of gods were all of the same kind!

A aborigine martial artist who practiced ancient martial arts was not worthy of being friends with a descendant of a god.

Cor was leaving the guest room with the crystals.

“Is there anything else you need to do in the Small Divine City?” Braydon asked softly.

“Of course, there’s something, but it’s just a small matter, so there’s no hurry to deal with it.”

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Takiyah took off her veil, revealing her beautiful face.

Her small, flawless face had exquisite features, her eyebrows were like a painting, her nose was tall, and her cherry lips were like a red dot.

“Do you know how rare the descendants of the gods are?” she asked softly.

Braydon stood in front of the window, watching the bustling street, waiting for Takiyah to continue.

“There are fewer descendants of the gods than you think,” Takiyah said softly. “Within a thousand miles, it’s hard for you to meet anyone of our kind except me.”