Chapter 1258: This Kid is a Freak
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ignoring her, Braydon Neal entered his designated palace, fully aware that he was effectively under house arrest.
However, he had no other recourse.
The might of the Oracle Palace was beyond anyone’s reckoning.
Xetsa Yeza sighed softly as she watched Braydon depart, murmuring faintly, “Countless individuals in the entire Donta Imperial Dynasty have strived to gain entry into the Oracle Palace. Even aboriginal emperors aren’t granted access. You don’t realize how fortunate you are.”
Entrance to the Oracle Palace wasn’t granted to just anyone; only the descendants of gods were permitted.
Outsiders were strictly prohibited.
Braydon’s confinement within the Oracle Palace was a result of this policy.
However, news of the Divine Lord’s descendant’s arrival quickly spread throughout the Donta Imperial City.
The Oracle Palace’s decision to keep Braydon inside was driven by concerns over potential challenges from numerous geniuses within the city.
The imperial city boasted no shortage of true prodigies, including youthful emperors and the Oracle Palace’s divine sons and daughters, considered the youngest gods of their generation.
The Oracle Palace understood that Braydon’s current strength didn’t match up to these proud scions.
Geniuses meeting inevitably led to clashes, with death being a distinct possibility from even the slightest misstep.
Living in the same era often led to enmity, as competition among peers was relentless, driven solely by the pursuit of martial supremacy.
Within the Oracle Palace, in a spacious lounge on the top floor, Braydon sat cross-legged on a futon, his eyes shut tight as he delved into his cultivation.
He found himself in a rare moment of tranquility within the confines of the Oracle Palace, allowing him to focus on his cultivation without any concerns for safety.
Throughout the 16th ruin, no one dared to launch a direct assault on the Oracle Palace, given the watchful eye of the Great Divine Priest, Rayha Qhobela, who personally oversaw its defenses.
Even the emperor of the Donta Imperial Dynasty deferred to Rayha’s authority.
Assisted by transcendent-grade spirit pills, Braydon’s cultivation received a significant boost, enhancing his vitality by a staggering 10,000 Na each day.
However, on this particular night, as midnight approached, a purple mist enveloped the entire Oracle Palace, signaling a breakthrough.
While the latter was renowned for its killing power, none could match the Great Void of Kylo Art in cultivation speed.
As Xetsa entered the room, congratulating him on his breakthrough, Braydon downplayed his achievement. “It’s just a small breakthrough,” he replied modestly.
Braydon wasn’t inclined to discuss the Great Void of Kylo Art with outsiders.
“What materials do you need for cultivation?” Xetsa asked. “Just let me know, and I’ll arrange it for you.”
“Do you have thousand-year-old spirit herbs?”
Braydon asked bluntly.
His cultivation required substantial resources, even with the assistance of the Great Void of Kylo Art.
He wanted to ascertain if the Oracle Palace possessed such rare herbs.
“Yes,” Xetsa replied softly. “How much do you need? I’ll have someone deliver it at dawn.”
“The Oracle Palace is truly wealthy,” Braydon remarked, not hesitating to disclose his need for thousand-year-old herbs.
As the dominant force in the ruins for millennia, the Oracle Palace had amassed vast treasures, supplemented by annual tributes from the Donta Imperial Dynasty.
As the sky began to brighten, Xetsa arranged for a batch of 71 thousand-year-old spirit herbs to be delivered.
Each herb was coveted by those seeking the peak of cultivation.
Combined, they could be refined into two types of spirit pills: the Blood Clotting Pill and the Body Tempering Pill.
Braydon’s intention to use these rare herbs for pill refinement was deemed audacious.
Even an emperor-level alchemist might struggle to refine such pills once every thirty to fifty years, considering the scarcity of thousand-year-old spirit herbs.
Gathering enough spirit herbs to refine a cauldron of spirit pills was already challenging, given their rarity.
However, being in the Oracle Palace made the task somewhat easier.
With its strong foundation and vast treasure troves, the collection process proved less arduous than anticipated.
In just half a night, the required spirit herbs were delivered to Braydon.
Not stopping there, Braydon also requested a pill cauldron.
The silver cauldron, standing at half the height of a human with three sturdy legs, was promptly provided.