Editor:Â EndlessFantasy Translation
Near the 14th ruin, the martial artists faced inevitable death!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Braydon Neal whispered, âI entered the 14th ruin and met Sadieâs family. He helped me. If I were to reveal the information inside and defiled it, it would be ungrateful to do so.â
Braydon would never do such a thing.
Old Devil Yanagi calmly said, âUsing others to eliminate those against you is not a bad move.â
âSome people can be pawns, some can even be sacrificed, but some cannot!â
Braydon looked into his teacherâs eyes.
This statement carried profound meaning!
Old Devil Yanagi considered the Northern Army sons as pawns, and ever since Braydon realized it, dissatisfaction had long been brewing.
If the teacher considered Braydon as just a pawn, that would be acceptable.
However, Old Devil Yanagi included everyone, including Jonah Shaw, Little Fool, and everyone else, in his schemes.
This was something Braydon didnât want to see.
Because pawns could become expendable at any time.
Old Devil Yanagi did not avoid Braydonâs gaze.
Braydon, the student, was showing his edge.
Finley Yanagi faced him directly, coldly saying, âSince childhood, I have told you that you are the army commander of the Northern Army, the Northern King, and all in the Northern Army are your subordinates. When the army commanderâs order is given, even if itâs a dead end, they must follow it!â
Braydon sighed softly, choosing not to argue with his teacher again.
Old Devil Yanagi was ruthless.
Braydon was ruthless too!
But the only difference was that Braydonâs ruthlessness was directed at the enemies.
Braydon dared to slaughter them all.
Especially for the wolf-like enemies outside the territory.
But for the sons of the Northern Army, whether they were ordinary soldiers or the sons of the Northern Army, Braydon had been protecting them for over ten years.
This had never changed.
But now, Finley shook the firmness in Braydonâs heart.
Before entering the 14th ruin, Braydon left a sentence. âTeacher, I will always remember the grace of your nurturing and you passing on your legacy. But now, the Northern Army is no longer the Yanagi Army! I changed it from the Yanagi Army to the Northern Army. The million sons of the Northern Army swear to follow me, and they will not betray the Northern Army.
âYou have your own principles in doing things. As a junior, I wonât say much about it. But the Northern Army inherits your aspirations and adheres to the principle of protecting through killing, which has never changed.
âTeacher, you should interfere less in the Northern Armyâs affairs from now on!â
â¦.
Braydon pushed open the bronze gate and entered the 14th ruin.
Left alone, Old Devil Yanagi stood in front of the door, gazing at the white landscape, lost in thought.
Until Shadow appeared and softly called out from the side, âMaster? The young master has already entered the ruin.â
âThe young lord of the past has become King Braydon Neal of today!â
Finleyâs lips slowly revealed a smile.
There was a hint of evil in the corner of his eye.
However, this evil aura had become even stronger now.
Shadow, fearing that Finley might get angry, whispered, âMaster, the young master is already all grown up. Itâs normal for him to have his own ideas in handling matters.â
âI donât need your consolation.â
Finley calmly laughed and said again, âThe young man of the past is finally all grown up. My best student, who has the most outstanding style, should have such an aura. Whoever obstructs his path shall be killed mercilessly!
âA lordâs actions should not be restricted by trivial matters!â
Deep in Old Devil Yanagiâs eyes, a hint of satisfaction appeared. He looked at Shadow who was bowing his head and continued, âIf Braydon dares to argue with me, itâs within reason. Heâs already twenty-one this year, not the ten-year-old boy from back then.
âAt the age of adulthood, if he were to just nod and obey me, how could he talk about surpassing the ancestors of the ages or achieving great deeds in the future?
âIf Braydon harbors resentment toward me, and when he has the strength and takes my life with a single strike, I will die without resentment. Even in death, I can smile happily!â
The malice in Old Devil Yanagiâs eyes made people truly horrified.
No wonder the Northern Army sons were all sorts of characters; some naive, some clever, some sinister, some ruthless.
The teacher who taught them from a young age was not an ordinary person!
Shadow lowered his head.
Only those who were often with Old Devil Yanagi knew what kind of person their master was.
Old Devil Yanagiâs ambition was more terrifying than anyone elseâs.
What he was planning might not be achievable with his strength alone.
It might require the efforts of several generations.
And Braydon was considered by Old Devil Yanagi to be the one inheriting his will.
In the world, many disciples or sons inherited the teachings of their predecessors easily.
However, how many successors could inherit the will of their predecessors?
More often than not, there were those who had the intention to inherit but lack the ability to bear it.
At this moment, Braydon had already entered the 14th ruin.
The most mysterious place in the South Pole was these ruins.
Many mysteries that troubled the Northern Army sons since childhood were eventually answered here in the South Pole.
At the same time, the various ruins in the South Pole might have a great connection with the Northern Army sons.
Or, since the birth of the Northern Army sons, they were destined to have an inseparable relationship with the ruins of the South Pole.
Braydon stepped on the grass, looking at the vast world. The endless greenery resembled an ocean.
âAnother world?â
Braydon wasnât surprised at all.
It was rumored that a grandmaster of martial arts, possessing the power to destroy the heavens and earth, could create a small world and hide it among the gravel.
Braydon, who had been practicing martial arts since childhood, was a terrifying prodigy in the path of martial arts.
He was able to accept things quite easily.
Even if a true emperor of martial arts appeared in the ruins, he wouldnât be surprised.
This place was the origin of the martial arts civilization and had thousands of years of history. Under the long years, it was destined to bury many secrets unknown to the world.
Braydon stood with hands behind his back, feeling the aura roaming between heaven and earth.
In this place, it was more suitable for the cultivation of martial arts.
Braydon stepped on the soft grass and walked toward a majestic ancient city in the distance.
The majestic ancient city was constructed with ancient black wood. Above the city gate hung ancient characters.
14.
Behind the numbers was a ruin.
The 14th ancient city.
The only resting place suitable for martial artists within the ruins and also a safe place.
Anyone who had stayed in the ruins knew that resting in the wilderness was forbidden.
The wilderness was extremely dangerous. Many dangers unseen during the day would emerge once night fell.
In front of the ancient city gate, there were patrolling martial artists dressed in black armor.
These people all had eastern features.
A full ten thousand people, equivalent to an elite army, were stationed at the city gate.
People entered and exited every day.
Braydon calmly walked to the city gate and was immediately stopped by a team of eight people.
The captain frowned and said, âStop, please show your credentials.â
âWhat credentials?â
Braydon wasnât in a hurry either.
Because the entire 14th ruin was controlled by his teacher, Finley.
Of course, other martial artists from the South Pole could also enter. One third of whatever was found inside the ruins, even a spirit stone, had to be handed over to the 14th ancient city.