The Strongest War God Chapter 1406: The Frozen Goddess

Chapter 1406: The Frozen G.o.ddess

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“The Neal family doesn’t marry outsiders,” Braydon Neal firmly rebuffed Lyon Foreman’s proposal.

It seemed a straightforward rejection, yet Braydon himself had married Heather Sage, exposing an undeniable double standard.

Heather had borne Braydon a son and a daughter, leading a quiet life in the countryside.

Entertaining the idea of Braydon marrying another woman would surely betray the small family he had built.

If Heather were to learn of this, she would likely lose all hope.

Constantine Siegel’s gaze took on a peculiar intensity as he nudged Braydon and whispered, “The Foreman family’s holy daughter is a beauty who rivals even our esteemed sister. While the Spirit Sea boasts countless beauties, she stands unrivaled in perfection, the pinnacle of this generation.”

Her exceptional talent in cultivation combined with her breathtaking beauty made her the object of desire for countless young suitors.

Even the most prominent figures among the top ten forces couldn’t vie for her affections.

Yet, despite her allure, Braydon showed no inclination toward this beauty who had seemingly delivered herself to his doorstep.

Constantine couldn’t help but feel a sense of regret.

Lyon, taken aback by Braydon’s outright rejection, composed himself and continued gently, “Should you agree to visit us, we would open our treasure vault to you. You may choose three items from within and even learn our most closely guarded secret arts.”

“Is the Foreman family mad?” Jaromir Neal exclaimed, his shock evident.

Allowing outsiders to access the family’s most confidential techniques seemed utterly reckless.

Lyon adopted a grave tone. “As long as you accompany me to the Foreman family, we will owe you a significant favor. How substantial is this, you ask? Well, even if your Neal family were to instigate a conflict in the future, the Foreman family would spare no effort in coming to your aid!”

Jaromir and Constantine exchanged glances, their astonishment palpable.

What had transpired within the Foreman family to prompt such a desperate plea for Braydon’s a.s.sistance?

“Kerwin, come here!” Wolfhart Neal decisively summoned someone.

Among the thirteen disciples of the Spirit Sea was a member of the Foreman family named Kerwin Foreman, ranked tenth.

What dire circ.u.mstances had driven the Foreman family to offer such a monumental concession?

Sensing that something significant was amiss, Braydon declined the offer once more, his rejection unequivocal.

“This matter must be deliberated within the family,” he a.s.serted calmly.

Personal involvement wasn’t feasible.

Whatever turmoil had beset the Foreman family required his attention.

Kohen Neal, attuned to maximizing benefits for the family, would determine the most advantageous course of action.

Braydon viewed this as his opportunity to repay the family for its support.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Lyon’s eyes.

He knew that negotiating with Braydon directly would have been far simpler than dealing with the entire Neal family.

Once the family intervened, their terms would undoubtedly outweigh Braydon’s individual concerns.

Furthermore, the Foremans knew how to negotiate.

Those skilled in negotiation concealed their true intentions and made modest concessions to advance their own interests.

Yet, in this instance, Braydon’s direct involvement was indispensable.

If Braydon were to become involved, if the Foreman family were to only offer a small advantage, the Neal family would surely not accept it.

They desired Braydon’s presence at the Foreman family for a nominal cost.

But what if he ventured there and couldn’t return?

The Foreman family had deliberated extensively before expressing their intent to seek Braydon’s cooperation, a gesture aimed at demonstrating their sincerity.

Discussions between the Neal family and the Foreman family commenced.

The Foreman family’s leader paid a visit to the Neal family, bearing gifts, in the reception hall.

Kohen occupied the head of the table, accompanied by the branch masters from various branches.

Galliard Foreman and Kohen sat together.

“Kohen, summon Braydon back. A holy master-level weapon isn’t worth his time there. If he requires weaponry, he can select from the Foreman family’s a.r.s.enal,” Galliard proposed.

“How generous of you, Galliard,” remarked Spero Neal casually.

“Care for some tea?” Kohen interjected nonchalantly, extending his teacup.

“Sure, but Kohen, should we immediately recall Braydon?” Galliard’s focus remained on Braydon throughout his remarks.

To an outsider, it might seem as though Braydon belonged to the Foreman family.

“Galliard, your concern for Braydon is evident,” Kohen remarked calmly, setting down his teacup.

“The truth is, the Foreman family requires Braydon’s dual pupils. From what I understand, Braydon’s ten-eyed dual-pupils differ significantly from Thirteen’s.”

Galliard had thoroughly investigated Braydon’s background, uncovering his unique dual-pupil ability.

Clearly, there were spies from the Foreman family within the Neal family, but today wasn’t the occasion to delve into such matters.

“Since we’re on the topic, why not just tell me what you need Braydon to do?” Spero inquired.

“Braydon’s dual-pupils possess abilities akin to Thirteen’s,” Kohen remarked casually.

Braydon’s dual-pupil ability bestowed two remarkable capabilities: one was the ability to delve into the origin of time, while the other allowed him to a.n.a.lyze various aspects of the 3,000 paths.

It was this latter ability that the Foreman family sought to exploit, willing to pay any price for it.

“Braydon’s dual-pupils can dissect all phenomena and even condense primordial chaos Qi,” Galliard added solemnly. “Our family has requested his a.s.sistance to save someone.”

“Who might that be?” Kohen pondered aloud, unable to fathom the individual in question.

The fact that the Foreman family had offered such a significant reward intrigued him.

Galliard paused briefly before answering, “A frozen genius of the Foreman family.”

Spero furrowed his brow, deep in thought as he attempted to discern the ident.i.ty of this person.

The branch master of the third branch exclaimed in shock, “The Four-Winged G.o.ddess!”

Kohen’s astonishment mirrored his counterpart’s.

Three centuries prior, the Spirit Sea had witnessed the emergence of a remarkable prodigy—a young woman who had single-handedly vanquished a peer of exceptional talent, even defeating a member of the Neal family.

The subsequent investigations by various families had led to the Foreman family as the most likely place of origin for this extraordinary individual.

However, the Four-Winged G.o.ddess had vanished suddenly, fading from memory until now.

“The Four-Winged G.o.ddess did indeed hail from our family. As she neared the emergence of her sixth wing, she fell victim to an attack by Soul Slave No. 5 of the Hall of Souls,” Galliard disclosed in a low, raspy tone.

“The old fiend!”

The mention of Soul Slave No. 5 stirred a surge of animosity among the Neal family members.

It was this individual who had claimed Thirteen’s life years ago.

Had he not sought refuge within the Hall of Souls, the Foreman family would have pursued him relentlessly.

“That despicable fiend!” Kohen’s fists clenched as he spoke with a gravelly voice.

“The Four-Winged G.o.ddess, Eva Foreman, was on the brink of evolving to her sixth wing when she fell victim to the soul slave’s a.s.sault, leaving her life hanging by a thread. Our family exhausted every resource to save her, but Eva’s consciousness remains in disarray, her power uncontrollable. The yin soul energy emanating from the Hall of Souls continues to ravage her life force,” Galliard explained, his fists tightening in frustration.

In the annals of the Foreman family’s ten-thousand-year history, Eva stood as a unique figure, her bloodline displaying hints of atavism.

Adorned with the Moon G.o.d Wings, she possessed an unparalleled status.

Yet, the attack by the Hall of Souls had incurred the Foreman family’s unbridled wrath.

Kohen sighed heavily. “No wonder your family has forsaken the principle of peace over the past three centuries. Your family’s prodigies are now engaged in conflict with the Stone family.”