Silvermoon Fiend

Hodan glanced at Silvermoon Fiend and said nothing as he handed him the Purple Blood Soft Sword. Hodan wasn't worried that Silvermoon Fiend would keep the sword for himself. For one thing, they were in the city, inside Heiyan Castle—the fairest place in the city, established by the Chief Sovereign.

Silvermoon Fiend would never dare steal his sword. Besides, it was only a High-God Artifact. Even as a peak weapon, it wasn't worth the risk for Silvermoon Fiend. A Sovereign Artifact might have been another matter.

"T-this is my brother's weapon. I was the one who suggested the name Purple Blood." Silvermoon Fiend stroked the Purple Blood Soft Sword with deep feeling.

Hodan was startled. He hadn't expected the famed Silvermoon Fiend of Hell to be Purple Blood Fiend's brother.

"Where did you get my brother's weapon?" Silvermoon Fiend sensed that the Purple Blood Soft Sword had already been claimed. But as his brother's signature weapon, it would never have left his side—and Silvermoon Fiend could feel that the young man before him was the one who had claimed it.

His brother had disappeared ten thousand years ago. Seeing the Purple Blood Soft Sword in the young man's hands, Silvermoon Fiend had a sinking feeling. He had a vague idea of what had happened.

"This isn't the place to talk, is it?" Hodan said calmly.

Silvermoon Fiend suddenly came to his senses and glanced around. He knew there were many secrets that shouldn't be shared with too many people. He ordered, "No one is to speak of what happened here today. Otherwise..."

The people on the third floor were still too stunned by the news that Silvermoon Fiend and Purple Blood Fiend were brothers to react. Then they saw Silvermoon Fiend's murderous glare as he gave his order.

"Yes. We absolutely won't let a word slip," the people on the third floor replied at once. Then they swore by the Overgod of Fate. They still had to make a living in Silvermoon City, after all. Silvermoon Fiend had countless ways to make their lives miserable if they crossed him. They'd just have to keep this secret buried deep in their hearts.

"Why don't you come to my home, young friend? We can talk there." Silvermoon Fiend smiled at Hodan kindly. Then he led the way. Hodan's soul sensed no danger, so he said nothing and followed him.

Silvermoon Fiend's home was in a quiet area and covered a thousand zhang in every direction. It had everything from artificial hills to all kinds of gardens, and it was breathtaking. That was only natural. As the lord of Silvermoon City, he governed the entire city and could do whatever he pleased.

Silvermoon Fiend had no interest in admiring the scenery. He led Hodan straight to the reception hall. Only after dismissing the servants and attendants did he question him.

"Where did you get this Purple Blood Soft Sword?" Silvermoon Fiend asked.

"I got it from the Yulan Continent, sir." Since Hodan didn't know how to address Silvermoon Fiend, he had settled on "sir."

"Just call me Silvermoon. That's my real name." Silvermoon Fiend saw how Hodan addressed him and told him so.

Hodan didn't stand on ceremony. He told Silvermoon how he had obtained the Purple Blood Soft Sword and that Purple Blood Fiend had died ten thousand years ago. The one who had killed Purple Blood Fiend was Beirut. Though Hodan couldn't do anything to Beirut now, that didn't stop him from stirring up trouble for him.

When Silvermoon Fiend heard that Beirut had killed Purple Blood Fiend, he slumped in his chair, utterly losing the will to avenge his brother. After all, he had heard that Beirut was the strongest beneath Bloodridge Sovereign. Anyone who bore that title and was still alive was universally recognized as a peak powerhouse. That reputation had been forged through countless battles. He was no one a Seven-Star Fiend like Silvermoon could hope to challenge.

"I tried to talk my brother out of going to the Yulan Continent to fight over a Sovereign Spark. I should have held him back no matter what. Then he wouldn't have..." Silvermoon Fiend's face was full of regret.

"The dead can't come back. You have to accept it," Hodan could only say, trying to comfort him.

"This sword is the only memento I have of my brother. Could you give it to me? Of course, I won't take advantage of you. I'll pay you for it. You were planning to sell it anyway, weren't you?" Silvermoon Fiend asked.

Hodan had no objection. He had planned to sell it for cultivation resources. His Fate God Clone and Saint Domain True Body still needed Soul Golden Beads to strengthen their souls.

But Hodan was struggling over the price. He didn't know how much this Destruction Divine Weapon was worth. He had never dealt with a weapon of this caliber and didn't know what to ask for it.

Silvermoon Fiend noticed Hodan's hesitation and said, "Since it was my brother's, offering too little might be an insult to his memory. I'll give you a hundred billion Inkstones. How does that sound?"

When Silvermoon Fiend offered a hundred billion, Hodan's mouth went dry. He had thought the divine sword would be worth, at most, a few billion—maybe ten billion. He hadn't expected Silvermoon Fiend to start at a hundred billion. That was a tenth of the wealth of a Seven-Star Fiend who wasn't particularly good at amassing riches.

But after Hodan calmed down and thought about it, a hundred billion Inkstones no longer seemed like too much. It was a peak powerhouse's main weapon, after all, so its value was bound to be high. A weapon belonging to an Asura powerhouse could be worth as much as a Seven-Star Fiend's entire fortune—and even that would be considered cheap.

After all, there were only 108 Asuras in Hell, along with 108 Purgatory Commanders. Even if they counted all those who had retired but still had Asura-level strength, there were probably no more than a thousand Asuras in all of Hell.

Hell was vast. It contained five continents, the Starry Fog Sea, and the even wider Sea of Chaos. For all of Hell to have so few Asura powerhouses, it was easy to imagine how much their main weapons were worth. A hundred billion Inkstones was actually a low price.

Still, Hodan was very satisfied. A Mid-God like him now had a hundred billion to his name—enough to strengthen his soul. Once he grew stronger, greater riches would be his for the taking.

Seeing Hodan remain silent for a long time, Silvermoon Fiend thought he was unhappy with the price, so he explained, "I know my brother's weapon is worth more than the wealth of a Seven-Star Fiend. But you're only a Mid-God..." He didn't finish.

"In Silvermoon City, I can protect you if you take this hundred billion. But if you take much more, I can't promise the same."

Although the city was under the Chief Sovereign's rule, and no one was allowed to fight there, none of its residents were pushovers. The great clans in particular had plenty of ways to get around the rules and have Hodan killed. Rules were dead, but people were alive.

The city guards wouldn't make a huge fuss over a Mid-God like Hodan, and the Chief Sovereign certainly wouldn't pay attention to an insignificant Mid-God. Hodan wasn't a gifted monster like Hermes, after all.

It was clear that Silvermoon Fiend was genuinely looking out for Hodan.

"Big Brother Silvermoon, I was just surprised. I didn't think the price was too low." Seeing how considerate Silvermoon Fiend was, Hodan hurried to build a bond with him. Until he grew powerful enough, having another powerful friend to watch his back could only be a good thing.

Silvermoon Fiend was taken aback when Hodan called him Big Brother Silvermoon. He had thought more highly of Hodan because the young man had brought back his brother's memento, but he hadn't expected the young man to be so interesting as to claim him as an older brother right away.

Silvermoon Fiend had been famous in Hell for a long time, and everyone around him was sycophantic. But no one had ever dared to call him brother while still a Mid-God. He found himself growing quite interested in Hodan.

And since Hodan had brought back his brother's memento, Silvermoon Fiend laughed and said, "All right. I'll accept you as my younger brother."

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