Chapter 1833 The Amazing Youth
Chapter 1833: The Amazing Youth Chapter 1833: The Amazing Youth Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation However, it wasn’t to the extent that he needed to take him in as a disciple. The beast-robed youth could make his own decision.
At the same time, the 100 elders of the Northern Palace had recruited many outstanding young people. They could all become disciples of the Northern Palace.
The beast-robed youth thought for a moment, trusted his intuition, and said sincerely, “I’m willing to join the Northern Palace!” “Looks like I’m going to have another junior brother!” Garvie Nantz grinned.
Braydon Neal nodded.
“Your surname is Acton.
If you become my disciple, you’ll be a new student.
I’ll give you a name.
From now on, you’ll be called Maxton.
What do you think?” “Good!” The beast-robed youth didn’t know much about etiquette, but he could tell a good opportunity from a bad one. From today onwards, he would be called Maxton Acton!
This name would one day resonate throughout the universe. With his sword in hand, he would vanquish all enemies and establish his formidable might.
The Divine Origin Palace’s palace master and the others felt helpless and could only accept the situation.
Braydon stepped away from Maxton and said softly, “You have already reached the seventh level of the true god realm.
At your age, that’s impressive.
However, based on your potential, you might only reach the fifth level of the god tower.” “Yes!” Maxton’s eyes were filled with admiration. He explained that in the Blontt Mountain Range, he had entered an ancient god forbidden zone. There was a nine-story god tower inside, but it was damaged and full of holes. As a result, he failed after passing four or five levels.
The reason was simple. Although he had a cultivation method, it was too crude, lacking forbidden techniques or path techniques. This greatly restricted his body, making it difficult to fully display his talent and wasting his potential.
Braydon stopped and raised his left hand, which contained terrifying power. Maxton’s face went pale, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He felt an intense sense of crisis.
“Your cultivation foundation is too shallow,” Braydon said softly.
“If you want to achieve the great path, you need to break it down before you can rebuild it.
Are you willing?” “I sensed it today.
They all have very powerful forbidden techniques.
Their god power is abundant, and their god bodies are much stronger than mine.” Maxton nodded, showing his willingness to rebuild after destruction. Braydon was also a decisive person. With a single palm strike, all the bones in Maxton’s body were shattered, his skin cracked open. Golden god bones emerged on his body, and golden bone marrow flowed out. His cultivation base was crippled, and his god body origin was shattered.
Throughout the process, Maxton remained silent, enduring the pain with a terrifying resolve. His path heart was unbreakable.
Braydon looked at him and felt a pang of regret.
“Although your path heart is strong, it has turned into an obsession.
The hatred in your heart will eventually turn into a demon.
What obsession do you have?
Tell me now!” “I want revenge.
I want to kill all the demon beasts in the Blontt Mountain Range!” Maxton’s eyes turned red with fury. His body was crippled, and the intense pain made Braydon’s compassionate words break through his psychological defenses. It had been years since anyone had shown him such concern.
Braydon, having destroyed his foundation, raised his hand and grasped the sky. His thin lips moved slightly.
Boom!
The god power in the sky became extremely dense. The golden god power turned into liquid and flowed into Maxton’s body, helping him rebuild his foundation.
Braydon pointed to Maxton’s forehead and said, “Use this cultivation technique to forge your god path foundation!” Maxton opened his heart and began circulating the cultivation technique that seemed to be etched into the depths of his soul. The technique was called Myriad Transformations! The strange technique had been passed down to him.
Through Maxton, Braydon saw the hidden obsession in his heart and the sealed memories. In a dense forest in the mountains, where the mountains overlapped and the trees towered thousands of meters high, the roars of beasts were endless. A seven-year-old child lived in a large tribe with a white-robed sister. The tribe consisted of tens of thousands of people, embracing the old, the brave, the kind, the hot-blooded, and the innocent.
The men of the tribe formed a hunting team. They would leave early and return late every day to hunt demon beasts and gather blood food, which they brought back to distribute to the elderly and children in the tribe.
The seven-year-old child and his sister received only a small amount of blood food each day, but it was enough to fill their stomachs. The two siblings relied on each other.
One day, the hunting squad of a hundred men went out and didn’t return for two days. The entire tribe was shrouded in worry. When they finally sent someone to search for them, the squad leader came back. His god body was shattered, and he was on the brink of death.
Upon his return, he could only utter one word to the tribe leader. Panic spread throughout the tribe.
As night fell, disaster struck.
In the depths of the Blontt Mountain Range, a young mutated beast emerged. It was extremely cruel, even killing other demon beasts, not to mention human gods. It devoured everything in its path.
The beast then came across the small tribe. It swallowed tens of thousands of people in one gulp and later transformed into a demon youth. It brutally insulted and humiliated the seven-year-old girl in the white dress to vent its savage nature.
The child witnessed everything. Buried under the rubble of the collapsed tribal house, he managed to survive. He later wandered the Blontt Mountain Range alone and accidentally entered the ancient god forbidden zone. There, he lived on flowers and grass, cultivating to the true god realm with the method taught by his tribe.
At eleven, he found the exit from the ancient god forbidden zone. Though an innate god envied by many, in reality, he felt like a pitiful beggar.
This person was Maxton.
Braydon stood nearby, observing Maxton as he sat cross-legged, absorbing the god light. He said softly, “Humans and demons are natural enemies.
They easily believe the propaganda of the divine palace, but in the end, only human cultivators will suffer.” After three days of cultivation, Maxton had comprehended his first Dharma Idol, the god Dharma. He rebuilt his foundation and stepped into the realm of gods again. The void god flames appeared on his head and shoulders, known as god fire.
Maxton focused on comprehending the Myriad Transformations Technique, not overly concerned with the speed of his progress.
Myriad Transformations could also be cultivated at the void god realm. Despite Maxton’s innate god status, which seemed noble, he was actually much weaker than ordinary human cultivators. There were many wonders he could not fully comprehend.
With the Myriad Transformations Technique, Maxton had reached the void god realm and formed a god Dharma Idol, the god Dharma. The first Dharma Idol appeared quite blurry, resembling himself holding a sword.
“The Dharma of the sword?” Braydon observed.
“Master, let me teach him!” Garvie offered.
Braydon nodded.
“There are many promising talents here.
Pay attention to them and bring them all into the Northern Palace.
I’ll take them with me afterward.” “Understood!” Garvie knew that Maxton would eventually leave with them.
Over the next few days, Braydon personally oversaw the process. The Northern Palace accepted 3,000 newcomers and returned with a full load. The other palaces watched but didn’t dare to compete.
In the Northern Palace, there were now 2,000 existing disciples and 3,000 new recruits, totaling 5,000 people. Braydon requested 200 elders from the divine palace. With 300 elders in total, they were responsible for managing the 5,000 disciples, with each elder overseeing fewer than twenty people on average.
He could manage everything efficiently in the dojo of the Northern Palace.