Chapter 1429: Living on the Top Floor

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Bilal Yarbro tried to say a few good words about Braydon Neal.

Lauritz Hagan couldn’t help but chuckle.

“With mirror image transmission, the mental deterrence weakens significantly. If he were in front of me, a mere thought could sway him. I could even ensnare his soul with a slave mark, making him subservient.”

Bilal fell silent, recognizing Lauritz’s formidable power.

Lauritz certainly possessed great strength, so it was easy for him to deal with Braydon.

However, Lauritz hesitated.

Acting on such impulses would invite the wrath of the headquarters, potentially leading to dire consequences.

“If we mark every prodigy born among us as a slave, it’ll sow chaos within our ranks,” Lauritz explained.

“Such actions cross a line. Anyone who dares to tread this path will face severe consequences.” Lauritz sighed. “But this young one’s resolve is admirable. We must steer him away from the forbidden devil path. Too many of our race’s brightest have perished on that treacherous road. It’s a dead end.”

Even geniuses surpassing Braydon would struggle with this path, making Lauritz’s counsel sensible.

“The forbidden path may seem enticing,” Bilal concurred, “but it leads to ruin. It’s a deception.”

“No,” Lauritz countered. “The forbidden path may appear grim, but it’s not fake. All paths hold truth, but the permutations are endless. When paths intertwine, the outcome remains elusive. None can decipher its ultimate secrets.”

Lauritz shook his head, wary of delving deeper into this enigma.

“Braydon figured out the Yin-Yang Saint Technique on his own. Right now, he’s the most fitting candidate in our race to inherit the Yin Yang Holy Master’s teachings!” Bilal shifted the conversation.

“Indeed, just recently, Yin Yang Holy Master paid a visit and expressed his desire to take Braydon as his disciple, but he couldn’t make it public. He was concerned other races might send experts to attack Braydon,” Lauritz elaborated on the Yin Yang Holy Master’s situation.

There was no one suitable to inherit his path technique, not fully at least.

However, Braydon from Nurturing Ground No.788 had caught the Yin Yang Holy Master’s eye.

“If he could become the Yin Yang Holy Master’s disciple, he’d have access to the best resources in the race,” Bilal admitted enviously.

“It’s no easy feat to become his disciple,” Lauritz cautioned, shaking her head before disappearing in a flash.

The black starship continued its journey at full speed toward Earth.

Outside the Hall of Souls, the three soul slaves stood guard.

“Your Highness, how did your conversation with the lord go?” Beckham Jovel inquired.

“Smooth as silk,” Braydon replied with a gentle smile.

Only then did the soul slaves relax and allow Braydon to return to his rest.

As the three soul slaves entered the hall and laid eyes on the shattered communication stone, they were dumbfounded.

Was that what a good conversation looked like? A broken stone?

Beckham wiped his sweat, hastily replacing the broken communication stone and contacting the black ark.

After a brief pause, Bilal’s image appeared.

He surveyed the trio and inquired, “What’s the matter?”

“About His Highness and you just now…” Beckham began.

Bilal responded calmly, “It’s nothing, just a minor mishap. And remember, make sure to encourage Braydon to keep cultivating. I hope he can reach the saint realm before my arrival.”

“Yes, sir,” the trio nodded in unison, bowing respectfully.

“Protect him!” Lauritz interjected suddenly. “When I descend, I will grant you your freedom.”

“It’s an honor for us to serve in the Hall of Souls,” the trio replied in unison.

They couldn’t leave the Hall of Souls; doing so meant certain death, as their lives depended on the hall to sustain them.

“Upon granting you your freedom,” Lauritz stated calmly. “I’ll use my secret treasures to enhance your cultivation and lifespan.”

“Thank you, my lord,” Beckham and the others expressed gratitude, a glimmer of joy evident in their eyes.

Such rewards were easily within reach for Lauritz from the headquarters, especially considering the emergence of a super genius from Nurturing Ground No.788.

The headquarters rewarded contributions generously to bolster enthusiasm across various regions and uncover more geniuses.

Braydon’s residence was situated on the highest level of the Hall of Souls, at Level 9999.

Access was restricted to only the three soul slaves; all others were barred from the top floor.

Furthermore, the Hall of Souls was protected by potent restrictions; any trespassers would meet their demise at the hands of its formidable array formation.

Braydon remained in his room for the entire day.

During this time, he reached out to the Neal family, reassuring Kohen Neal and the others not to worry; he was faring well in the Hall of Souls.

Simultaneously, Braydon requested the Neal family to dispatch experts to Preston in the outside world to aid in protecting Heather Sage and the two children.

This request had been made long ago, and the Neal family had already taken action.

Braydon personally handpicked a candidate, prompting an exceptionally senior Neal family ancestor to emerge from seclusion to oversee the situation.

Intrigued by this unusual development, Braydon couldn’t help but inquire about the matter.

Why would an ancestor concern themselves with such a minor issue, going as far as to personally safeguard Heather?

It was indeed peculiar.

Remington Neal sensed Braydon’s unease and disclosed the truth: the ancestor in question was the 40th generation ancestor of the Neal family, directly linked to Wharton Neal’s lineage.

Braydon, being Wharton’s descendant, could easily discern the lineage involved—the Braydon Neal lineage.

This ancestor wasn’t there to protect Heather; rather, he sought to meet Trevon and Judith Neal.

Both were descendants of Braydon.

Given the powerful bloodline of the children’s father, a direct descendant, it was implausible for them to be ordinary.

The old ancestor was elated to have such a prodigious descendant, basking in pride among his peers.

This recognition echoed the familial dynamics; the status of all bloodline members improved when a super genius emerged, following a logic akin to a father’s pride in his son.

Such dynamics were universal across bloodline families, where the ascension of one member benefited the entire lineage.

It could be seen as another form of competition, albeit a benign one that could strengthen the family.

Braydon harbored no concerns as he spent the entire day in his room, engrossed in reading information and gaining a general understanding of the Hall of Souls.

Positioned at the core of the Spirit Sea, the Hall of Souls served as the ultimate training ground within the cultivation realm.

The sheer magnitude of resources required to construct such a hall would astonish anyone; it was enough to make Braydon’s eyes widen.

If these resources were allocated to the Northern Army, they could sustain themselves for 10,000 years.

Thoughts of his comrades in the Northern Army, particularly the little fool and the others, flooded Braydon’s mind.

Unbeknownst to him, the Northern Army men had already ventured into the Spirit Sea; they couldn’t remain in the ruins indefinitely.

Upon attaining a certain level of strength, they embarked on a quest to locate Braydon.

Inside the Spirit Sea resided numerous experts, surpassing anything found in the outside world.

The sons of the Northern Army would undoubtedly encounter challenges upon entering.

Braydon, however, remained unaware of these developments, believing the little fool and the rest of the ruthless men to be outside in the world.

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