The Strongest War God-Chapter 1873: Trouble Averted

However, the immortal aura surrounding him was thick, making it unsurprising that people mistook him for a youth from the immortal realm.

The star city was full of different factions, tricksters, and swindlers.

"The Nine Revolution Immortal Pill—do you even know what the main ingredient is?" Braydon Neal paused, smiling.

"Of course I know! A hundred-million-year-old immortal spirit herb, mixed with the blood essence of an immortal pill master, and it must be refined for 810,000 years!" the thin and crafty man boasted.

Braydon couldn’t help but chuckle.

"That’s nonsense," Lord McAvoy said flatly, his expression unchanged.

"The main ingredient for the Nine Revolution Immortal Pill is a peak-level immortal path medicine, supported by 136 types of immortal herbs. During the refining process, there’s a tribulation after each revolution. After nine tribulations, if the pill succeeds, just one can elevate an immortal to the peak. Is that what you have in your shop?" Braydon laughed, seeing right through the scam.

The thin man froze, stunned.

Had he just run into someone who really knew their stuff?

His usual pitch was designed to flatter young, impressionable buyers, then lure them into purchasing something in the shop—easy prey for a quick profit.

But who would’ve guessed this youth knew more than him?

The Nine Revolution Immortal Pill was the stuff of legends, rarely seen.

He forced an awkward smile. "From the way you speak, you must indeed come from a prestigious immortal clan. I’ve been rude!"

He quickly tried to slip away after his apology, but Braydon didn’t care.

Not far off, a larger shop exuded a strong medicinal fragrance into the street.

A woman in red stood at the entrance, her phoenix-like eyes glimmering and her fiery red lips curving slightly upward.

She approached and greeted him with a smile, "From your conversation, you seem to have deep knowledge of immortal pills?"

"What a beauty. Such a shame the smell of burnt herbs is overpowering," Braydon commented offhandedly after a quick glance, clearly uninterested.

The woman, dressed in a red dress, was taken aback.

She hadn’t expected to be mocked so quickly.

While a pleasant fragrance wafted from her sachet, it was merely to mask the lingering scent of burnt pills—though the scent was faint, Braydon had picked up on it immediately.

Ordinary people wouldn’t have noticed, but from five meters away, Braydon saw right through her.

As Braydon was about to leave, the girl called out, "The Nine Revolution Immortal Pill has been extinct in the immortal realm for countless years. You just revealed the main ingredient in front of everyone, and you even know how many supplementary ingredients there are. Whether you’re telling the truth or not, you won’t find it easy to leave!"

Her blunt words drew immediate attention.

Curious gazes turned toward Braydon, their probing stares sweeping over him, Lord McAvoy, and even the little Qilin.

Lord McAvoy’s eyes grew cold, sensing they had been targeted.

These remnants dared to investigate them!

"Master, they’re checking us out!" the little Qilin said, speaking in human language.

"It’s fine. I want to hear what choice she’ll make," Braydon replied with a calm smile, as if he had already guessed the red-robed girl’s intentions.

The girl nodded, a hint of approval in her expression. "You’re very clever. I like dealing with smart people. Come to my shop, be our guest, and we’ll protect you."

Braydon didn’t mince words. "If I really had the formula for the Nine Revolution Immortal Pill, even the top immortal path experts would want to take it from me. How could you possibly protect me?"

The girl was just as direct. "If you truly have the pill recipe, any peak-level immortal pill master would be interested. We’ll make sure it’s handed over safely."

Her offer was sincere, but such matters were far beyond what ordinary cultivators could handle.

Braydon raised his hand, and with a flick of his index finger, characters formed in midair, as if the void itself became his canvas.

He began writing, the words clearly visible:

Nine Revolution Immortal Pill.

Main Ingredient: A peak-level plant-based immortal lifeform

Supplementary Herbs: Ten Thousand Flowers Immortal Herb, Exquisite Immortal Fruit, Essence Cultivating Immortal Tree Branches... and 136 other types.

Whoosh—the entire pill formula was revealed to the world.

Every cultivator in the vicinity was stunned.

"You brat! How dare you!" Some experts were furious.

A formula like this was incredibly valuable.

Whoever held it could trade it for immense wealth and rare resources.

Now, by making it public, Braydon had stripped it of its value.

The red-robed girl’s face turned icy cold.

She hadn’t expected Braydon to do something so audacious.

The prize she thought she had in her grasp had slipped away in an instant.

She gritted her teeth, wishing she could bite the white-robed youth standing before her.

This move was really too ruthless!

If the pill formula became public, no one could keep it for themselves.

The girl said coldly, "The recipe for the Nine Revolution Immortal Pill has been extinct for countless years. No one knows if it’s real or fake. If this kid has the real recipe and writes a fake one, wouldn’t he be harming everyone and wasting countless precious resources?!"

Just a peak-grade immortal plant’s value was immeasurable.

Who would dare to waste such a thing?

The girl’s words undoubtedly pushed Braydon to the center of the storm again.

It was clear that she wanted to force Braydon to stay.

If experts from all over the world were tempted by the Nine Revolution Immortal Pill, they would forcibly take Braydon away to verify if the pill formula was real or fake.

Braydon looked at her and said softly, "After the immortal realm’s calamity, the Immortal Alliance still left behind some legacies. Back then, the immortal realm’s high-level Immortal Alchemists possessed half of them. They even had the complete formula for the Nine Revolution Immortal Pill!"

With that, trouble was averted!

The immortal city had been rebuilt.

It gradually regained its former glory.

The remnants of the Immortal Alliance were also working hard to restore their past prominence!

Moreover, the old friend Lukyan Flerov knew back then was in the Immortal Alliance.

When Lukyan executed the Immortal Alliance, he had left some people a way out.

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with white hair appeared at the end of the street.

He wore a white robe and walked down the street, and the faint aura on his body made the beings on both sides lower their heads.

Someone recognized him and exclaimed in shock, "Patriarch of the Immortal Alliance!"

"He’s one of the few remaining ancestors of the Immortal Alliance, Patriarch Narcyz Horun!"

The red-robed girl was shocked.

There were many ancient figures in the city.

Narcyz was one of them.

Back then, during the immortal realm tribulation, the Immortal Alliance was almost destroyed by that forbidden figure.

It was this ancestor who later rebuilt the Immortal Alliance.

Now, half of the immortal pill masters in the immortal realm had returned to the Immortal Alliance.

The development of immortal pill masters in the immortal realm could not be separated from the many ancient books collected by the Immortal Alliance.

Narcyz walked over and looked at Braydon with his murky eyes.

He glanced at the ancient words in the void and said slowly, "How many years has it been? This pill formula has reappeared in the world again. The Immortal Alliance did collect the pill formula for the Nine Revolution Immortal Pill in the past. Later, it was destroyed in that disaster. I thought it was extinct. I didn’t expect someone to bring this pill formula back!"

"Young man, where did you obtain this? Is the master teacher behind you one of the elders of our Immortal Alliance?" Narcyz asked.

Many people were shocked.

The person who could have access to the Nine Revolution Immortal Pill recipe back then was definitely a high-ranking member of the Immortal Alliance.

Such an individual’s seniority and status were probably even higher than Narcyz’s.

If this young man’s master was indeed such a figure, then his background was not something that ordinary people could afford to provoke.