IDOLIZING CHAOS

Going to the King's Villa

Aeries stood quietly in the now dilapidated entrance, his eyes neither had evidence of anger nor whiff of madness in them — just a tranquil stare that seems to puncture a hole through the defenses of everyone,

"A mere Body Foundation Cultivator dares speak so wantonly against this King? tell me... how do you want to die?"

*Finished!*

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"AERIES!! Hmmph! You've come to die" Frederick grinned foolishly at the realization that his nemesis was right in front of him, 'defenseless'.

"Men! Why are you still standing stoically? What did my father spend all those Imperial Gold, hiring you for? There's an enemy right in front of us, so go—, wait a minute, let my new 'employees' stretch their arms" He smirked at Aeries before turning to the slaves.

"Prove to me that you're worth setting free. The soulbond would not affect you within this room because of my ranked Artifact. Prove your loyalty."

In a split second, the stalemate was broken, the slaves made their choices; most choosing to side with Frederick. This wasn't strange at all, in such disarrayed situation, 'To Live is to Submit' would be the best way to survive.

"Haha! How do you feel, huh? Aeries!" As if possessed, Frederick shouted in maniacal laughter.

Aeries who hadn't left his spot this whole time spoke,

"Sigh... I don't have time to indulge in your silly fantasies." Before he seemingly disappeared.

"bad! Young Frederick! get aw—" The head of one of the guards fell off, abruptly halting his speech forever.

"Aeries, you are... not at the Body foundation. What realm are you?" The murdered guard was one of the Macklem's hidden powerhouse, A cultivator at the 4th Stage of the Martial General Ream. In Macklem's House, he was known as the Viper, a cultivator under one but above thousands.

To die like this to a junior... a waste.

'could this be what Aeries meant?' Frederick saw his world crumbling apart and slamming on him.

"How could this be, You slaves, why aren't you still moving for this king? get him!"

"Young Aeries, no, Master Aeries. This slave has sinned! please show mercy!" following the first shout, all the armed slaves threw their 'stick weapons' and knelt to tow-kow.

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Who were they kidding? the drive to survive was their sole purpose for changing their 'white sash red'. Seeing that their supposed savior couldn't hold a candle to their master, wouldn't it be suicide to throw themselves over for a foolish reason like helping someone?

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"En, the way I see it, things were... very chaotic while I was away. Lauren, I'll task you to recount all of it later, there's just one thing I want to finish off first."

*zhhh!*

'what 'thing', would it be us? or this fake-out savior of ours?' the rebelling slaves gulped a mouthful of chilled saliva. Sweat dripped from their necks and they wasted no time screaming several praises and admiration of Aeries.

"Don't kill me! My father is the head of the perimeter guards. He's not going to let you off—"

"Just die"

[Shinnng!!]

*Silence*

"So... where were we?"

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As he flew over countless buildings and pavilions, Aeries could not help but recollect the conversation he had with Lauren;

"For real? Why would the King still hesitate to make a move?"

"It's not that he doesn't want to... The reason is that he can't. The King fell ill long before the start of the Younger generation Tournament, and because of that, the Princes did not think twice before stretching their palms towards the military and the resources the King had made in secret preparations for a war between the neighboring Kingdom."

"Oho? Do you mean Hidden Cultivator Masters and Ranked Artifacts? With the ratings, the Royal House should not be weak at all... It wouldn't be a stretch to see a cultivator at the peak of Great General Realm or a Rank 3 Artifact. If that is so... then the capital now is even now turbulent than a disturbed bee-hive,"

"En, the people who have it less are the neutral party, but very few can remain calm in front of this huge mouth-watering bread. Every major House is now directly involved in this scuffle. Young Master, You shouldn't think of going out there. Remember, to be the Fisherman in troubled waters[1] you first have to amass the required strength to steal the fish from the shark. Going there is next to suicide."

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“I know. But that's the reason I have to go. If not that Old man of mine would not make it out alive. No need to worry. I'll make it to and back in a blink of an eye. If there's one thing am good at, it'll be Face Slapping." He had joked then.

And although he tried to hide it, Lauren knew the true probability of running from a Cultivator at the Peak of Martial Great General Realm was minuscule, almost a fool's play. And since there's the open information of such a strong cultivator... Doesn't that mean the true Hidden Powerhouses are at the Martial Flying Lord Realm? He shook his head to clear his thought.

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Since reaching his current realm, he realized he was lacking in various forms.

First, he had NO ranked weapon. The reason for a ranked weapon being so favored was simple; It was because every ranked weapon boosted Qi output, and / or a specific trait of the Cultivator.

For example, A cultivator studying the Dao of Ice would need a Weapon that boosted both Qi output and his Ice Attribute. Boosting Qi could be the determining factor I the battle between two cultivators in the same realm.

1st Ranked Weapon increase the output to 10% of the user strength

2nd Ranked Weapon to 20%...

In the same way, a 10th ranked weapon would double the output of the cultivator... What notion was this, every swipe of a sword would be doubled, and every Qi outburst like two people were fighting together against another?

And even more unbelievable was the rumors of special Weapons being above the 10th Ranked Weapon... but its course, this news had yet to be ascertained.

The second was the comprehension of Skills and Techniques [2]. The reason Aeries was confident in his ability to run from a Peak Great General was exactly because of this.

In his free time when transcending the skies (Lazing on the Soaring Hummingbird) after countless trials and errors, he managed to reach a breakthrough in the comprehension of his innate skill FUSION. Using this skill, he directly merged the Golden Sky Fist with the Misty Steps technique to form a whole new and somewhat p*****t technique... the name he gave it was; Soaring Demi Body!!

His speed was quadrupled

His Punches, Faster and more superimposed than ever. And adding to the ever-surprising Way of Finesse Manual that allowed him to focus 100% of his strength on the body part he wanted, He was certain no one under the Great General Realm could pose a threat to him, defeating the Trio Chosen in combat (Rogue, Troll, and The Fool) again would be like strolling around the pack.

He could even confidently say that an ordinary cultivator lower in the divide[4] would pose no threat to him... And as for running... That remains to be seen."

“Brat! are you seriously going to do what your mother said? You don't owe her a thing you know? Even you did, saving her life and the lives of countless citizens should pay that debt and even extra. Free yourself from this Mortal Change and gain enlightenment to immortality" The Poetic voice of Plaque asked him from his sea of consciousness.

“Am not doing it only for her. I need to cur all ties too and free myself from all unsettlement before I start my journey."

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To put an end to everything, Aeries had spoken with his Mother before he left Krieger's city. Of course, he couldn't and didn't say anything about his transmigration or the possession of the greatest cheat, The System...

The conversation went this way...

“Mom, I have to tell you something, there's a secret I've hidden for the past 11 months... From the day I fought with that Rank 3 Demon Leopard...