Chapter 1630: All Old Foxes Chapter 1630: All Old Foxes Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Faced with his wife’s question, Braydon Neal responded openly, “The space battlefield is like a ferocious tiger.
I won’t be at ease until I confront it.” “You can go, but Trevon cannot,” Heather Sage nodded gently.
“Forcing Trevon to stay here worries .
He’s seen the grandeur of the outside world and is still young.
It’ll be hard for him to remain in Preston.” Braydon understood his son’s nature well. Even if he compelled Trevon to stay in Preston now, he knew his son would eventually follow in his footsteps into the endless starry sky. For cultivators, the longing to explore the vast expanse of the stars could beco a lifelong regret if unfulfilled.
“Trevon is so much like you,” Heather murmured softly as she nestled in Braydon’s arms.
Because Trevon resembled his father so closely, Braydon and Heather understood that their family manor couldn’t confine their son. The young eagle had already spread its wings; keeping him in the nest was simply impossible.
Over the next few days, Braydon remained at the Neal family manor, spending ti with his parents and family without venturing outside. However, news of Braydon’s return had already spread throughout the capital.
In the Neal family’s main hall, Dominic Lowe, Kieran Normand, and others had co to pay their respects.
“Northern King,” Dominic greeted, bowing respectfully. “Kieran Normand from the Ministry of War greets the Northern King and Her Highness Heather.” After exchanging greetings, Kieran noticed his grandson, Luke, who seed distracted after finishing his cucumber.
Braydon smiled faintly.
“Please, have a seat.
How is Teacher’s health?” “He’s doing well.
The Martial Emperor asked to convey that he was the one who taught Trevon the Spirit Summoning Art!” Dominic inford, taking a seat.
“What did you say?” Braydon exclaid, abruptly standing up.
“The Martial Emperor said he taught Trevon the Spirit Summoning Art!” Dominic repeated, startled.
“As I suspected!” Braydon’s eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
“The Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes, known as the emperor’s technique in the cosmos, is a supre technique derived from the path heavenly mark.” “The Son of Heaven’s Combat Technique is exclusive to past rulers of the country, suggesting a remarkable origin.
Although Teacher has never directly employed the art, he used the Nine Dragons Secret Technique to veil its existence.
It’s likely that the Nine Dragons Secret Technique originates from the Son of Heaven’s Combat Technique.” In that mont, Braydon’s mind raced with connections and implications.
Dominic and Kieran exchanged glances, then hurriedly spoke up, “Northern King, please don’t dwell on this too deeply.
The Martial Emperor regards you like his own son…” “Silence!” Braydon’s aura surged, exerting a daunting pressure that nearly suffocated Dominic and Kieran. Despite their advancent to the saint realm with the aid of Spirit Sea resources over the years, before Braydon, they felt insignificant.
“The Martial Emperor Teacher remains in seclusion,” Braydon continued gravely.
“He has mastery over both the Monarch Art and the Spirit Summoning Art.
The Sovereign Lord Teacher on Heavenly Mountain also resides in perpetual seclusion.
I’ve encountered him only twice since he imparted the Spirit Summoning Art to .” “The two teachers are one and the sa!” Braydon declared, visibly astonished.
The Martial Emperor and the Sovereign Lord were the sa people. Furthermore, according to Heavenly Mountain’s customs, inheritors of the Spirit Summoning Art were exclusively female. This revelation ant that the connection between the Martial Emperor and the Sovereign Lord had eluded suspicion not just from Braydon but from the broader world.
If the Spirit Summoning Art was indeed taught to the young Braydon, it shattered the established norms of Heavenly Mountain.
“The Martial Emperor is the Sovereign Lord!
The Sovereign Lord is the Martial Emperor!” Braydon concluded, awestruck by the implications.
The Martial Emperor Teacher, a figure of profound influence and secrets, had evidently orchestrated much of Braydon’s life from youth to the present.
“Is Martial Emperor Yanagi’s purpose truly confined to the Hansworth’s welfare?
Is he rely grooming a Morning Star to illuminate our realm?” Braydon pondered aloud, sensing the layers of complexity and mystery surrounding the Martial Emperor.
If Braydon’s speculations held true, his entire life’s trajectory had been intricately guided by this enigmatic teacher.
The Martial Emperor possessed the ability to dominate far and wide, from the four seas to the eight corners of the realm! If the Martial Emperor had intended to eradicate all the aristocratic and powerful families in the country, it would have been only a matter of ti. Why didn’t he act? Perhaps these forces were left behind as trials for Braydon! Even the eight nations of the northern territory were born to toughen Braydon. With a startling realization in his heart, Braydon strode out and declared solemnly, “I’m heading to the capital!” “Northern King, please wait.
The Martial Emperor has already departed for the cosmos!” Dominic’s words hung heavy. Braydonwas stunned. The teacher had fled? He hadn’t even given Braydon a chance to locate him before disappearing. This was truly exhilarating! “Master!” Braydon clenched his fists and croaked, “Martial Emperor Teacher, Sovereign Lord Teacher, Monarch Art, Spirit Summoning Art, Teacher Finley Yanagi, and Gideon Zavala… The three of them look exactly alike and claim to be blood brothers?
Luke, do you believe it?” Braydon suddenly turned to Luke, who was munching on a cucumber, blinking innocently and swinging his legs. “Old Yanagi has always been tricky since he was young!” “Impertinent!” Braydon’s expression darkened. Did Luke think Finley was his son? Old Devil Yanagi was the one who raised the Northern Army sons! He could not be disrespectful! “I’ve always sensed sothing enigmatic about the old commander.
His ruthlessness and long-term plans led to suspect he was using Northern Army sons as pawns on a global chessboard.
Now, it seems we’ve underestimated him!” “What’s wrong?
Should I find Old Yanagi and give him a beating?” Luke imdiately stood up. Bang! Braydon lightly slapped his head and said sternly, “Show more respect to our teacher.
It appears his sudden disappearance into the ruins wasn’t due to the Supre Forbidden Art, but because he foresaw it.
By staying, he shelters the Northern Army sons under his wing! “If the father doesn’t die, the children won’t grow!
“When the towering tree falls, no one will shade you.
You’ll face the scorching sun and endure the pain, but it will also hasten your growth,” remarked Braydon, sharp-witted as ever, distrusting everyone around him.
Luke, not lacking in intelligence, understood what his brother ant.
“Old Yanagi is too ruthless,” murmured Luke.
“He doesn’t grasp how much we’ve suffered.” “Luke, rember not to provoke Teacher in the future.
His ga extends beyond our world.
Today may just be the beginning,” warned Braydon, holding back his deepest suspicions.
“Do you suspect him and the others are from the cosmos?” asked the naive boy.
“At the very least, they’re linked to the cosmos.
Martial Emperor Teacher, Teacher Yanagi, and Gideon—all identical,” Braydon’s gaze turned ominously cold. These three harbored a stunning secret. If true…
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