The Strongest War God

Did Braydon Neal really need this silly protector for his cultivation?

Trusting the white ape seemed more reliable than relying on Luke Yates.

Under the watchful eyes of Braydon, the little fool bowed his head and dutifully returned to his room to cultivate.

“He’s quite talented!” remarked the white ape.

Braydon, naturally, agreed.

Little Fool was his younger brother, and Braydon was well aware of his martial arts prowess.

The white ape continued, “Having high talent is excellent, but throughout history, those who accomplished great feats were also determined and resilient. Unfortunately, he’s too stubborn. His future achievements might be limited.”

“My younger brother was born into a good life. You will understand in the future,” Braydon said casually.

The white ape looked confused; the sentence didn’t quite resonate with it.

However, as they ventured deeper into the wilderness, the white ape would soon uncover the uniqueness of the little fool.

While other aborigines might never encounter a rare treasure in their lives, Little Fool encountered several types regularly.

In the following period, with Little Fool’s abilities, it was practically guaranteed that he would come across more rare treasures.

As Braydon prepared to enter seclusion, a slight frown creased his forehead.

A sharp glint appeared in his eyes as he sensed a change in the soil around him, similar to the earth dragon encounter before.

A spirit beast in the soil seeking them out?

Braydon’s eyes glinted with a hint of hostility.

With darkness outside, any movement could attract spirit beasts. If others came to their doorstep, they needed to eliminate them swiftly to cover their scent.

As the soil loosened, a furry head emerged with a small red flower on top—a white and chubby ginseng baby.

Wearing a red belly band and taking on human form, it stealthily looked around.

This was a rare treasure!

Not long ago, the ginseng baby Little Fool had encountered almost devoured him.

Now, this rare treasure had returned.

“This is a spirit ginseng in human form!” exclaimed the white ape in shock. “Probably more than 3,000 years old!”

What was a three-thousand-year-old spirit ginseng?

It had witnessed nearly half of Hansworth’s history and surpassed even the First Emperor in age.

“Luke, your friend has come to see you,” Braydon called out calmly.

“Who?” The little fool, still barefooted, dashed out from his room.

“Little Fatty!” he exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the ginseng baby.

“Ji ji, wah wah!” The ginseng chubby baby gestured, looking aggrieved, as if it were complaining.

The unusual part was that this creature could speak.

Braydon and the white ape were bewildered.

What was even weirder was that Luke could understand it.

Luke stated confidently. “Don’t be afraid. Who bullied you? I’ll stand up for you!”

Braydon was rendered speechless.

After a moment of silence, he realized that the little fool had somehow become the ginseng baby’s big brother.

However, that didn’t stop the little fool from turning to Braydon. “Brother, I have to go out for a while. My little brother was bullied, and I have to help him get back at the bully.”

Smack!

Braydon slapped the little fool’s head, saying expressionlessly, “It’s nighttime. Eighth-level spirit beasts are on the prowl. Are you going out to die?”

“My little brother came to find me. If I don’t show up for him, how can I survive in this area in the future?” Luke explained seriously.

Braydon was left speechless, finding some sense in what the little fool said.

More importantly, he sensed that something was amiss.

Wasn’t it a bit too much for Luke to call a rare treasure his brother?

A 3,000-year-old ginseng was a ginseng baby, a shapeshifting existence.

Even the white ape might be tempted.

However, the white ape was at a bottleneck, with its only goal being to break through and advance to the emperor level—a beast emperor.

External objects were of no use to it now, and thus, it harbored no greedy thoughts.

At that moment, the white ape’s expression turned solemn.

“Luke, the value of this rare treasure surpasses your imagination. Even an emperor would be tempted. It’s a rare treasure that has grown for 3,000 years and has transformed. This is the first time I’ve seen something like this in my life.”

“I don’t care. I want to go out!” The little fool started making a fuss.

Right then, another visitor knocked on the door.

A snow-white rabbit emerged from the soil.

Upon meeting, both the rabbit and the little fool started shouting at each other.

The rabbit was the spirit mushroom that the little fool had almost stewed not long ago.

It giggled and said, “Ahhh!”

“Were you bullied too?” Luke asked angrily.

The bunny nodded quickly and gestured to Luke, indicating that something was bullying it and the chubby ginseng.

Wide-eyed, the white ape remarked, “A spirit mushroom that has spirituality? It’s like a spirit beast. It’s at least 3,500 years old.”

The little white rabbit squealed twice in the direction of the soil it came from.

As expected, two more rare treasures appeared.

A small gray mouse, full of spirituality, and a palm-sized golden kitten that obediently came in front of the little fool to bow.

The little mouse also bowed, as if presenting a greeting gift.

It seemed they acknowledged the little fool as their big brother.

This sight left the white ape breathless.

It finally understood what Braydon meant when he said his brother was born into a good life.

All four treasures were exceptionally rare.

In the end, they had gathered to seek a human martial artist.

The little fool spoke to them, saying worriedly, “My brother won’t let me go out. Why don’t we wait until dawn? Let’s go out together.”

“Awoo!” The snow-white rabbit, a little unwilling, eventually agreed with the ginseng baby holding its head.

He didn’t know what these rare treasures and the little fool were up to when they returned to his room.

The white ape stayed silent for a long time outside. Finally, it whispered, “Perhaps he really is born into a good life.”

Braydon smiled gently, paying no attention to the white ape’s sigh.

Returning to his room, he sat down cross-legged, entering a deep state of cultivation.

Braydon circulated the Great Void of Kylo Art and consumed a transcendent-grade spirit pill.

The surging medicinal efficacy boosted his vitality.

Braydon and the little fool had been missing for a few months. It had been more than two months.

The Northern Army sons were worried, knowing that Luke had the protection of three terrifying existences in his body.

However, there were numerous secrets hidden in the ruins.

The forbidden area in the forest guarded by the giant beast had already triggered the release of the three imperial decree powers from Luke’s body.

It was evident that many forbidden areas existed in the wilderness, possibly even housing emperors. Great danger was inevitable.

Frediano Jadanza and the others were concerned.

They sought their teacher, Finley Yanagi, who advised them to cultivate hard.

According to Finley, Braydon and Luke were in a major aboriginal city 18,000 miles away and faced no danger.

The seemingly all-knowing Old Devil Yanagi was aware of Braydon’s situation. How did he come by this knowledge?