Chapter 1674 It's Not Good to Provoke Anyone
Chapter 1674: It’s Not Good to Provoke Anyone Chapter 1674: It’s Not Good to Provoke Anyone Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation He had no choice but to agree! Thirty million cauldrons of Life and Death Path Pills amounted to 300 million pills. They were really pushing their luck. If Braydon Neal agreed, he’d be stuck making pills for the Star Residence indefinitely. Jru Lawler expected Braydon to negotiate, but regardless, Braydon’s Northern Army had to produce ten million batches of Life and Death Path Pills for the Star Residence. To everyone’s surprise, Braydon calmly looked at him and said, “Scram!” With just one word, he showed no mercy. Whoosh! Everyone’s expressions changed. No one anticipated such arrogance from this white-robed youth. Braedy Leite, shocked, called out, “Your Highness!” “Hmm?” Jru’s expression turned extremely ugly in an instant. When was the last time someone dared to speak to him like this? Even the master of the Star Residence of the Northern Stellar Realm had to show him respect. In the universe, spirit body realm beings were among the strongest. But no one expected such a public humiliation. Jru should be grateful for his spirit body realm status. Had he been of lower cultivation, Braydon might have killed him right there. Braydon would never tolerate such exploitation. Braedy stepped forward, whispering to Braydon, “Your Highness, the Star Residence of the Northern Stellar Realm governs the entire Northern Stellar Realm, including 36,000 galaxies like the Milky Way.
It’s the highest authority.” His words cautioned Braydon against offending the Star Residence. If there had been no prior dealings, Braydon wouldn’t have provoked them. Yet Jru’s arrival was akin to a demand, commanding Braydon to refine 30 million cauldrons of Life and Death Path Pills. Did he think the Northern Army owed him something? The Northern Army belonged solely to Braydon.
Other than that, he didn’t heed anyone else’s orders. Apart from Jru, it seemed everyone else shared the same goal. They carried themselves with arrogance, a sense of superiority, arriving in this remote place. Braydon had no interest in such people. Previously, when Chadwick Neal and the others met Braydon, they didn’t impress him either. How could this group compare to the eight lineage masters? Braydon turned and left. “Do you understand the consequences of offending the Star Residence of the Northern Stellar Realm?” Jru’s tone grew cold. “The Star Residence can halt Northern Army’s recruitment with a single command.
In the Northern Stellar Realm, many important matters require the Star Residence’s approval.” Jru’s threat was explicit. Such a despicable character! Cultivation and character were not always linked. A vile person could reach spirit body realm just as a ruthless cultivator could. Cultivation did not define character! Braydon halted. A cold smile curved Jru’s lips. His companions behind him subtly showed disdain. Accustomed to power, they once controlled the fate of galaxies. Now meeting Braydon on this remote battlefield, they had already extended him considerable respect. Whatever they said next, Braydon should agree—not refuse. Because he couldn’t afford the consequences of refusal! Braydon glanced at Braedy, asking casually, “Is everyone in the race like this?” “This…” Braedy’s expression shifted abruptly. Outsiders might not recognize Braydon’s status, but Braedy knew it well. He also understood the prowess of Braydon’s young companions. Among them were the five lords! If Braydon grew disillusioned with his race, it would leave a lasting scar. In their future ascension to greatness, their allegiance to the race might waver. This was the race’s greatest fear. Braedy was about to respond when Immanuel Sanchez calmly approached from outside the hall. “Our race stands amidst the stars, producing countless prodigies through the ages.
Your Highness, you shouldn’t judge our entire race based on these few individuals!” Swoosh! All eyes turned toward Immanuel. Jru’s face paled, his mind flashing with vague, unsettling images. “Mr.Sanchez?” he ventured tentatively. “Kneel,” Immanuel commanded. Boom! A terrifying pressure swept through the hall, overwhelming in its intensity. Though not directed at Braydon, the aura leaked out, making him feel as though he faced the cosmic heavenly path itself—an ant gazing up at a dragon. Previously, Immanuel had assured Braydon that there was nothing to fear about the spirit body realm. Now, however, it was clear that Immanuel’s cultivation was staggeringly formidable. He didn’t resemble a mere cultivator; he exuded an aura akin to that of a deity! Jru and everyone else in the hall knelt, unable to stand against the overwhelming presence—everyone except Braydon. Jru knelt, fear gripping his heart. He couldn’t believe such a formidable figure as Immanuel would appear in this remote battlefield. This was Chadwick’s trusted ally—a military advisor and a prodigy of his generation. “No wonder the Northern Stellar Realm ranks at the bottom of the previous stellar realms,” Immanuel declared coldly, eyes glinting with a hint of killing intent.
“For someone like you to act so recklessly—lightly put, it’s shortsighted.
Bluntly put, it’s a threat to the race.” The brightest talents from major stellar realms eventually converged at the race headquarters. If figures like Jru prematurely extinguished potential, the entire race would suffer. Jru broke into a cold sweat. “I didn’t realize you were here.
I crossed a line.
Please, forgive me,” he stammered. “Your Highness?” Immanuel turned to Braydon and bowed deeply. His action stunned everyone present.
Jru trembled with fear, and those behind him were equally stunned.
Who was this white-robed youth exactly?
Braydon turned away, his voice icy.
“Kill him.” “Yes, sir.” Immanuel could only sigh inwardly. As a powerhouse from the headquarters, he knew the race’s background well. In the grand scheme of the race, this spirit body realm being was not insignificant.
Braydon had issued a death sentence!
Jru wouldn’t hesitate. The main reason being that only he knew about it.
Chadwick and the others had finally convinced Braydon to arrive at the space battlefield. The goal was to show Braydon the demon race’s cruelty in this life. Simultaneously, it was to make Braydon understand that everyone’s peaceful life had been paid for by generations of soldiers on the space battlefield!
Peaceful lives didn’t just happen; someone bore the burden for others. Generations of protectors carried on the torch of civilization.
“Mr.
Sanchez?” Jru’s eyes filled with dread.
“You’ve chosen him of all people.
If he returns in the future, all races will kneel at his feet.
Although he’s still young, all eight lineage chiefs must show him respect!” Immanuel lifted his hand and pointed at Jru’s forehead.
The finger killed him instantly, but his soul remained intact. Whether or not he could enter reincarnation depended on Jru’s luck. At the spirit body realm, one’s soul could be preserved within the imprint and used to cultivate in another life.