《History's Strongest Disciple Fanfiction》37 Two...
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The next day after the abduction the school principal and his son had mysteriously disappeared.
Miu and Kenichi were enraged and nearly demolished the principal's office. Time passed and the Shinpaku Alliance was no more, it didn't even take a month before gangs of deliquents begun to sprang like wild weed as if this was the natural order of things.
Today I went to see the Elder, after all I'm sure he would like these new talismans that would suppress his strength and coultivation. After all I don't think he wants to be able to destroy the town with a fart or a yawn of his.
The meeting with the elder was more than just amicable he looked at me as if he was seeing a savior in his time of need, he even offered me a drink, I was probable the only person that could resist the supressive force of his aura.
Of course he would be happy, after all without me he would have to seclude himself in some mountain cave or something.
Although now that I think about it, my Island isn't a bad place for secluded coultivation, I have to go ask the secret agencies for some favors, something I haven't done for a long time.
As I was about to leave however a young teenage girl jumped at me, hugging me as if she had found a fluffy kitten or something, it was Jill.
Not even seconds later a Kick was heading towards my head, I don't know why, but as I was dodging it, my other hand moved somewhat reflexively, feeling her buttcheek, causing Miu to screem as she hit the ground. I wanted to retord, saying that it wasn't my fault only to discover that my other hand was feeling little Jill's bottocks.
Was I going insane, what on earth was going on, is this some sort of curse?
I looked at the elder but he seemed not only surprised, but also a little angry, till now I hadn't noticed, but my hand was doing something really indecent to that little girl. I unsealed my strength and disappeared from the Dojo, as I run as fast as I could back to my Island.
I didn't wish to anger the elder, not yet at least, I couldn't bear the consequences of doing something like that.
Back in the island I begun to contemplate about what was going on, until I heard a conspicuous laugh in my head. The brat inside my mind was laughing at me, calling me stupid and admiting his guilt. I was a bit angry, but also excited, the reason was because the brat in my head could also control my body, it was as if I now had two heads, he could think and act as he liked, meaning double the coultivation, with his help we can coultivate different methods at the same time.
When I explained to him my Idea however he laughed at me and demanded I gave him full control of the body to go have fun. I gracefuly declined, telling him to go fuck himself.
10 years of meditation and talisman making was enough to make the brat cry for mercy, it was as if his parent had put him under 10 years of house arrest. It was real torture, he pleaded me to let him help coultivate faster, but it was his fault and this punishment wasn't even enough for what he had done, causing conflict between me and that monster of an Elder.
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10 years in frozen time were no different than minutes in the real world, meditation and talisman study was boring even for me and it was about time I returned to reality.
When I returned however a fist came into my face, followed by a few slaps.
"This is what I owed you"
I spit some blood and looked at the elder whom looked surprised in turn.
-I see you broke through quite a bit, well I was holding back
-Will it kill you to talk before hitting others, that was a side effect of the coultivation method I use, it's a bit evil it seems
-I see, so the knife that tried to slit my thoat right now is part of that as well?
-You're right, my body seems to have a will of its own, and it wants to fight with you, but I see no reason to do so
-Why not, I always wellcome a fight
-I don't want to spent 30 years recovering from this fight?
-Why not, do you have anything better to do?
I felt really irritated, not only because of the elder, but also because of the boy that laughed at me, agreeing with the elder's words.
"Words are Wind, only actions Matter!"
The voice of the child inside me said, making me recall the old times, maybe the two of them were right and I was Wrong, I retreated into my subconsiousness and let the kid out to fight with the monster, the result wouldn't matter to me.
-Old Fart, lets fight!
-Little Guy, don't be rude
-Now that I'm free I can be whatever I like!
Without any warning the fight begun, two titans begun to fight, my body was at the losing side of things, the child was too inexperienced and at times I would make some sneaky moves to help him out.
The Island was devestated, It was good that nobody was here, because otherwise we would have had casualties, the kid didn't value material stuff at all, breaking through walls, destroying the Skyline to turn it into a weapon, using Seals and coultivation skills as if they were toys.
The result was my bloody body lying in front of an almost unharmed elder, I had no way of even scratching his skin, all the kid had done was destroy his clothing. If however the old man didn't help me now I would no doubt have died.
I lay in a bed at the Ryozanpaku Dojo, since my Island was devestated, the child inside my head was depressed because I could not train to become stronger due to my injuries, it would take years for me to make a full recovery and even if I did recover, chances are that the elder would have advanced in his coultivation even further.
The child inside was indignant, wanting to cry, but even in this disaster I had harvested some benefits, By feeling the Elder's aura and by exerting the full of my abilities I was able to correct mistakes and sharpen my senses.
Without even trying I had almost broken through to Core formation, my foundation was almost complete all that I had to do to advance was recover.
30 years of recovery were the price to enter Core formation.
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It was in the middle of the night that I felt a small figure climbing on top of me, although painful, pain for me was similar to excitement, the person kissed me and the next morning I was almost killed by Miu, whom was holding a kichen knife.
It seems that I have slept with their daughter last night, well it was kind of mutual, what happened between us, but It wasn't me whom started it.
The knife flew towards me only to break as it hit my skin, as a coultivator, mortal weapons just don't cut it, even if I'm as injured as I'm now, I could still easily defeat all of the masters of Ryozanpaku, Elder excluded.
The next few days I had more visits by little Jill, they didn't help me heal, but they killed the boredom. I could feel the Elder's killing intent, but this wasn't really my fault, when a person likes you, not accepting their feelings will hurt them instead.
As for Little Red, he hated Jill more than he hated me right now, this wasn't because of what happened right now, it was something that begun long ago, when the Shinpaku alliance begun beating him and his friends up, under her name and visage.
Now a question many of you might have is why didn't I go heal in frozen time, wouldn't it be faster, the answer is yes and no.
for example lets say you have a wound that needs a month to heal, in the frozen world it would take around a year, but when you return to real time, less than a minute would have passed. For a wound that would take 30 years to heal, It would probably take hundreds of years in frozen world time and when I return maybe a few days would have passed, If I weren't bedridden I wouldn't have minded it, but staying bedridden for 1-2 years or 10-100 years, that's a big difference on a mental level.
All I could do while bedridden was meditate and study, the child inside was boiling in rage, enjoying little Jill every time she came, I at that time was just reviewing my coultivation.
Years passed rather fast, or maybe not fast enough, the children had grown into adults and the strong became stronger, while the weak integrated themselves with society and begun to work hard for a living.
After the Abolishment of the Shinpaku Alliance, the Ryozanpaku Dojo also fell into dire straits, as nobody wanted to train there anymore, before they at least had some income, now they were at the mercy of the secret services that threw them a bone now and then, whenever Yami decided to appear.
As for me, other than paying rent and waiting until my Island was habitable again, there was little I could do, at least I could walk around now, but if you told me to run or do something extreme I wouldn't.
The funny thing is my new "mother in law", Violent Miu, This is all of course the elder's fault, as he's threatening me with death if I don't marry Jill, he's a bit old school in that department, but the marriage gets postponed due to health issues that he caused me over the years, by slapping me once and kicking my leg another time, seemingly he wanted to trip me or something, but all he accomplished was sending me back to bed.
At a scale of power, Little Jill was the strongest now, unlike her little brother Minato, whom trained for the excitement of fighting stronger opponents, Jill trained in order to be strong, stronger than anyone, it wouldn't be strange if at some points she joined Yami in her search for power.
In a way in these few past years everyone had turned into leeches, because even if I had lost the Island I still had a considerable Capital and in general everyone that came out of Ryozanpaku were losers in real life, all they knew how to do was fight.
Only the masters had some use, but they were growing older with each passing day and even with all the training they did, their lack of Talent was their downfall, without coultivation pills or resources they would never become the same level as the Elder, whom admited to me that his talent came from a mysterious spring he stumbled upon when he was young, that spring was the only explaination as to why he could become a coultivator. Maybe I should have asked for some Alchemy coultivation method instead or some formation master coultivation, all I got is some Talismans and Seals, the rest are just bullshit that take a long time to train producing no result whatsoever.
In the past years all that resulted from them was a weird short range teleportation, that takes a few seconds to charge and leaves behind a small spatial rift that closes almost instantly and the other just returned to normal, I no longer hear the child within, but I can do two things simulateously, like splitting my attention at two points like having two brains think and figure different stuff.
Problem is that it doesn't help much with my predicament, I'm still injured and cannot train unless I want for my injuries to flare. The problem however is that I seem to be too popular.
Today I was running as the elder Tried to kill me, I had to flee the country and go into hiding, It wasn't my fault that Shirayuki also wanted some.
It's good that the Elder wasn't serious, but now I'm forced to stay in the frozen world, unless I want to die.
I don't know how long it's been but my wounds have finaly healed, I begun to laugh hystericaly as I talked to myself, because now I'm really going to kill him, I've had enough of his threats and arrogance, when he was weaker than me I didn't force him to do anything, but he tried to boss me around a lot of times. I think It's time for him to die.
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