Chapter 1184: Brother, I Want to Go Home!

Chapter 1184: Brother, I Want to Go Home!

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The production method had long been lost!

He didn’t expect to find such a thing in the ruins.

And he could actually buy it for a million spirit stones!

Braydon Neal had Cor Demeksa calculate the value of these beast cores.

Cor didn’t take advantage of Braydon’s youth; he provided the real price.

There was a total of 91 fifth-level beast cores, 7 third-level and fourth-level ones.

With the value of a fifth-level beast core, each one started at three million spirit stones.

The specific price would fluctuate according to the quality of the beast core.

They had 91 fifth-level beast cores.

The total value was over 300 million small spirit stones.

This was a windfall.

To Braydon’s surprise, there was no greed in Cor’s eyes.

The price he offered was also very fair.

Even if these things were sold outside, their value would not be much higher.

“It’s inconvenient to carry small spirit stones,” Cor said seriously. “If you exchange them for large spirit stones, you will still have a huge mountain of them. I’ll exchange them for spirit crystals for you. What say you, sir?”

The exchange ratio between small spirit stones and large spirit stones was 1:1000, similar to the conversion rate of large spirit stones to spirit crystals.

A thousand times the ratio indicated the purity of the spiritual energy contained in the two was probably astonishing.

“There’s no need to rush,” Braydon said calmly. “If I want to upgrade my weapon to the ninth level, do I need to use beast cores?”

“For spirit artifacts below the ninth level, other materials can be used in place of beast cores. However, beast cores must be utilized for the upgrade of a ninth-level spirit artifact,” Cor truthfully explained.

Having many spirit stones was useless for Braydon, who had been absorbing purple Qi for cultivation.

Now that he had money, he wanted to upgrade the Northern King Sword to the highest level possible.

Though he knew how to forge weapons, forging a ninth-level spirit artifact himself was like a fantasy.

However, any material from a ninth-level spirit beast was worth at least 90 million small spirit stones.

The value of a beast core was three to five times that of a normal beast core, and Braydon couldn’t gather enough money for a beast core.

So, he decided to raise the Northern King Sword to the seventh level.

The little fool was very cheeky. He took out the two daggers from his waist and said, “Brother, my daggers couldn’t cut those beasts. The edges of the daggers are already chipped.”

“Next time you use your dagger to cut an eighth-level spirit beast, the hole will be even bigger!” Braydon said expressionlessly.

Cor’s mouth twitched slightly, taking a deep look at this simple-minded young man.

He did not expect that he would dare to use a dagger to cut down an eighth-level spirit beast. This was a ruthless person!

The three weapons had to be upgraded to the seventh level.

“Martial artists can indeed boost their strength by absorbing them. However, if absorbed along with the impurities, it accumulates over time and causes harm to their bodies.”

Spirit crystals were different. Their power was extremely pure.

Braydon put away the spirit crystals and took the little fool downstairs to stroll around the streets of the Small Divine City.

The bustling main street was filled with luxuriously dressed aborigines.

Various shops on both sides were selling rare treasures that had long been extinct in the outside world.

“If we can take down an ancient city,” Braydon said softly, “all the resources in the city will go to Hansworth. How many elites will be born in the Northern Army then?”

“Brother, what do you want to do?”

Luke held two sticks of candy in his hands, eating as he walked. When he heard what his brother said, his eyes widened.

He was greedy, so he just ate and drank whenever he wanted to in the aboriginal ancient city.

But Braydon was different.

He actually wanted to destroy the other party’s lair.

All the resources in the city would go to Hansworth.

They wanted to take down an aboriginal ancient city!

“Brother, I want to go home.” The little fool was frightened. He cried.

“The time has not come!”

Braydon said faintly.

With the strength of the Northern Army sons, it was not easy for them to conquer an aboriginal city.

If they really wanted to fight, it was not impossible to have Juneau Haines and the others participate.

However, Braydon was worried about provoking the emperor if the commotion they stirred up was too big.

One had to know that there were no emperors on the South Pole Island!

The only emperor of Hansworth was the ancestor, Beckett Neal. He had been guarding the cemetery and did not show himself easily.

Braydon walked on the street with a calm expression, but he was thinking about something.

He did not choose to come to the aboriginal city on a whim!

His plans were far-reaching.

He was here to see how strong the ancient city was.

If it was too weak!

Braydon didn’t mind mobilizing the Northern Army to guard the entire 14th ruin.

He didn’t mind expanding the territory of Hansworth and making great contributions.

Others might not have such boldness.

But he must have such boldness!

He inherited Martial Emperor Yanagi’s legacy and was the Garrison King of this generation of Hansworth. He shouldered the great cause of Hansworth’s revival.

The oath he made when he was a child was to guard Hansworth alone for ten thousand years.