The Strongest War God - Chapter 1530

Chapter 1530: Different Factions
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Braydon Neal stared at her face.

She was indeed very beautiful.

Her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her nose was tall, and fine droplets of water adorned her skin.

Her eyes were clear and beautiful.

Her cherry lips parted slightly. “Stay in this palace. Don’t go out. Otherwise, you’ll be eaten by the things outside. It’ll be too late for regrets!”

Braydon frowned slightly.

It seemed like she wanted to imprison him here.

This would not do!

He had come here not only for the Northern King Sword but also for the Path Comprehension Pill.

The girl seemed to have seen through Braydon’s thoughts.

She said, “In the Medicine King Palace, there are records of all medicinal pills, as well as the refinement methods. In the past, there were many rare path pills in the medicinal cauldron world. It’s a pity they were found long ago and have already been eaten!”

Demonic beasts had very strong senses.

If there were intact medicinal pills in the medicinal cauldron world, they would have found and eaten them long ago.

After consuming the good stuff, they would devour the useless pills left on the ground.

Cultivators couldn’t consume those useless pills, but demonic beasts could.

After all, the physique of a demonic beast was naturally strong and could completely digest the failed pills.

Braydon was shocked.

It had been tens of thousands of years, yet the waste pills in the medicinal cauldron world had not been eaten clean by the demonic beasts.

“You’d better put away your thoughts here.” The horned white snake frowned. “They are more hostile to humans than ordinary demonic beasts!”

Braydon was about to ask the reason when the girl disappeared, so he went to the second level.

The second floor was like a study.

There were hundreds of bookshelves, and each one of them was very clean.

When the horned white snake was bored, it liked to flip through the ancient books left behind by the Medicine King Palace.

Braydon took out a book from the bookshelf and immediately understood why the demon beasts here hated humans.

In this underground small world, all the demon beasts in the palace complex were medicinal beasts raised by the Medicine King Palace 10,000 years ago.

All demon beasts were raw materials for alchemy.

What was even more terrifying was that the Medicine King Palace was best at using demonic beasts’ flesh and blood to refine pills.

They also liked to raise demonic beasts to torture them, extract their blood essence, and research new pill formulas.

Throughout the Medicine King Palace’s history, countless demonic beasts were tortured to death, squeezed to death, or refined alive.

Sooner or later, they would have to pay the price.

Since there was enmity on both sides, they could just kill each other.

But the Medicine King Palace strived to incorporate every kind of demonic beast into medicine, turning them into raw materials for refining pills.

The result was obvious.

The Medicine King Palace’s fame grew bigger and bigger, also angering the demon race’s super powerhouses, who directly crossed realms to exterminate the Medicine King Palace.

Later on, this expert even left safely!

Why didn’t the experts of the human race in the cosmos make a move? In other words, why didn’t they stop this demon expert?

Braydon continued to read.

His expression instantly turned cold, and a trace of killing intent gathered between his brows.

He had found the reason!

The Medicine King Palace’s bunch of lunatics actually attempted to use humans as medicine and had already started trying!

This matter was probably known by the human race’s upper echelons, who completely ignored the Medicine King Palace’s destruction.

To his own kind, this one stood out like a sore thumb.

Simultaneously, it spelled doom for the demons, a realm of death.

Could the Medicine King Palace really provoke two mighty super races and escape unscathed?

Braydon finished perusing the text.

“Done?”

A frosty voice sliced through the air from behind.

Startled, Braydon turned to find a barefooted girl standing there, her tone icy. “You humans always brand the demon race as the epitome of cruelty. But little do you know, humans are the darkest beings across the cosmos. You harbor malevolence and deceit. Your race sparks conflicts across the universe in the name of expansion, causing the demise of countless civilizations every ten millennia.

“In war, there exist only two types: foes and allies.”

Braydon observed the girl, taken aback by her innocence. With composure, he replied, “Once the enemy falls, comrades stand united, facing life and death as one.

“In interstellar conflicts, annihilation of one side is inevitable.”

Braydon comprehended the nature of warfare deeply.

He understood that once the battle commenced, distinctions between right and wrong blurred, leaving only adversaries.

If the enemy endured, the war persisted indefinitely.

The girl picked up the tome Braydon had perused and queried softly, “The defunct Medicine King Palace–what’s your take?”

“Evildoers have always roamed the realms,” Braydon asserted. “Selfishness defines the malevolent. Wars between races stem from the primal urge for survival. Bloodshed becomes a means of preservation.”

The two subjects were disparate, their connection tenuous.

The former Medicine King Palace existed out of self-interest, while conflicts among the super races of the universe posed an entirely different scenario.

The girl returned the ancient volume to its shelf, her tone frigid. “I concede defeat to you.”

The conversation ended with a simple statement, “I can’t outtalk you.”

“What sort of medicinal pill did the Medicine King Palace intend to use you to refine when they imprisoned you?” Braydon inquired softly.

“Take a guess,” the girl replied curtly, clearly avoiding revisiting painful memories.

Despite Braydon’s inquiry, she remained unwilling to disclose further.

“There are still some Path Comprehension Pills left in this palace,” she added.

“Where can I find them?” Braydon pressed.

“Discover it on your own,” the girl retorted expressionlessly before vanishing on the spot.

Braydon perused several ancient tomes before ascending to the third floor.

The cauldron, covered in dust, stood tall with three silver legs, neglected for an extended period.

Demon beasts harbored an intense aversion toward medicinal cauldrons and pill furnaces, tools used by human cultivators to refine pills with flesh and blood.

Surviving the wrath of demon beasts was already a feat for these pill furnaces and cauldrons.

Inspecting the shelves, Braydon found withered spirit herbs and sealed jade bottles containing various pills.

He reached for a jade bottle, its surface sealed with a restriction and coated in a layer of well-preserved beeswax, despite the passage of ten thousand years.

However, doubts arose within Braydon. Could these items truly endure so well over time?

Just as he prepared to open the bottle, the girl’s warning halted him.

“The pills inside are all refined from the flesh and blood of demon beasts. After a million years, they may have transformed into blood, exuding a malevolent aura. Some might be beyond your capacity to resist.”

“A million years?” Braydon echoed, stunned.

Had it truly been a million years since the demise of the Medicine King Palace?

Weren’t we just talking about ten thousand years?

Braydon had overlooked a critical detail.

In the outside world, a single year equated to a century within the small world.

While the records outside indicated the palace’s destruction a mere ten millennia ago, time within its confines flowed a hundred times swifter than the external realm.

What the outside world deemed as ten thousand years translated into a million years within these walls.

A century passed swiftly.

The initial batch of demonic beasts once ensnared by the Medicine King Palace for their alchemical properties would likely have perished by now.

The creatures that now roamed these corridors were likely the descendants of those captives, perhaps the fifth or even eighth generation.

With a moment’s hesitation, Braydon flung the jade bottle out the window.

In an instant, a beam of light pierced through it, shattering the vessel.

The blood-red pill within promptly dissolved into a crimson mist.