IDOLIZING CHAOS

Cultivators Are fighting there!!

Aeries Sat in a large windy chair as he looked at the woman in front of him, Last time he had left immediately the first rays of the sun peaked out from the darkness. Now though, he wanted to settle accounts first before leaving so he stayed back for a day.

He had heard gossips unconsciously when passing by some hours ago. Although it was somehow malignant for the Slaves to immediately form contingents they touched their feet to their new home - Although for just these few days - Aeries chose to overlook it because unlike others complete hold on them due to the presence of the Soul Chains on each of the slaves. He felt that a little competition and debate between the slaves wasn't t a bad thing, It would surely be inhumane if he enforces his total control of their lives. At least this shows that the Slaves were kind of enthusiastic about the new opportunities he set off for them.

His father returned earlier on, but after Shouting his mind out, he locked himself up and decided not to speak to Aeries in the long run. Since he hadn't seen the other even more costly Items Aeries got from the Auction, he had surmised that this Laidback son of his had only strolled to the Slave Market in the Imperial Hall to purchase some Low-end Female Slaves to satisfy his lust, He then bought some random cheap Male Slaves to act as an Alibi in case he was belittled.

" Young Master, Could this Slave ask why she was summoned here..." Lauren asked when She saw Aeries in a contemplative posture, his eyes dazed off. To speak the truth this her new Master didn't seem the type that would immediately jump to get into women's underwear like the rumors spread off, but still didn't that saying go, 'Wolf in sheep Clothing'. She found it necessary to be on guard whenever she was near this kind of Puberty-stricken Youth.

"Huh? Yeah right... I heard some things about you, some nasty some gratifying. So I called you here to probably filter the truth out, to know how exactly am going to preferably distribute you to your various stations."

"What exactly do you want to know about me Young Master"

"Hmm, Everything worth your salt. Your Strong points and also your weakness, I need to know where exactly is your specialty and how good can you be graded on a scale of 10."

"I understand, it's like this" Lauren proceeded to confide her Story to Aeries, just like the rumors went, She was a well-known Archaeologist in the Mid Rank Kingdom far larger and prosperous than the Joran Empire. She had Researched Ancient languages and Powerful Ruins. One of her research had made a breakthrough just when the kingdom was Warring against the Blue Wing Empire in a bid to peel themselves off the Empire and join a new one, probably even amassing some of the Blue Wing empire:s land in the process. Their lick went out though, and the Promised Reinforcements that the other Empire promised never came. They later found out that Blue Wing Empire had acted in scrupulously and bribed the other Empire off with mouth-watering sum they couldn't refuse. But when the Kingdom did though, it was already late, they were just like a loose arrow shot out of the bow and had to continue the bitter battle till the Kingdom collapsed, without any suspense.

Lauren and many others had sensed the severity of their condition though and chose to flee out with any means they could. Almost all the higher-ups had run away before the kingdom was defeated.

Amongst these Runaways, many were unfortunate to be caught by slave traders waiting eagerly at depots, and Routes mostly traveled by citizens of that kingdom. Lauren was unfortunate enough to be caught too. Before being sent to The Imperial Hall which, was closer to the route she passed.

"If Young Master wants to know, I believe I am Sufficient to rank in the top 10 of all masters with the gift of Language in the empire."

Aeries were surprised but still kept his face straight without any hint of emotion. When Lauren saw this she frowned, Does that mean that nobility and status don't move this Noble. What then should I use, must it be that? She unconsciously looked at her assets as she let her mind I am wild.

"Although you say that though, I'll still have to set a test for you, and lucky I have just the perfect thing here for you." Aeries swiped his hand over his Space Ring and brought us a Box. This box was the very same one that was Auctioned the day before. The words they were, unfortunately, written in another language giving Aeries a splitting headache, thank the gods for this beauty, if she could translate it successfully then it won't go late to have a Personal Assistant or secretary like other successful Nobles.

"This! So you were the one you successfully bought it!" Lauren Gasped.

"Huh? How do you know about that?" With Aerie's question, She proceeded to explain how she tried convincing Warri to bid for it regardless of who he might offend, and in the end, she was punished and stripped from her position.

"Oho!? I understand now, so... Can you read the words, ?"

"This language is most definitely the Tongue of Slavian. An Eastern group of people who transmigrated down here to spread their seed. It could be said that some unfortunate incident happened to their homes which made them migrate over 60-kilo miles. The texture of this fabric confirms my guesses, the Slavians normally use mashed Brown Steiner Wood to make their paperback.",

" So, can you decipher the map?" Aeries momentarily lost his composure and asked hurriedly.

"Just give me 3 days to interpret and conjoin the words to form something meaningful. Although this tongue had been lost for almost 5 centuries, few Linguistics, like me still make it their lives work to learn all of them."

"That's great, take your time and make the best you can out of it."

Towards sunset, Aeries brought out a roll call and slammed it on the wall. This list had the Various post every Slave he had brought was authorized to. Although it was still crude since he had not personally tested their skill set yet, he made sure to state that the positions here were very much changeable and that if Talents couldn't be acquired, skills could be learned.

The next day, he Purchased a house, just like before, and made them settle down for this period. When he accomplishes his trip - which he had the feeling would be the final one ever - Back home he would arrange for the Slaves to have an even more perfect residence. Knowing that Chaos would start two days later, he did not go stingy of his funds and Hired Some free wandering Cultivators and Mercenaries to Protect them for a short duration. Making sure everything was set, He set off with his hired carriage as if he never planned on using the beast he bought. This wasn't surprising though, since, in normal times, Beast could only be tamed by hiring a special set of cultivators called Beast Tamers, or trying to slowly form some kind of contract with the Beast.

But with the blood Curling Worm, Aeries had no Sculptures controlling the Soaring Hummingbird he just purchased. He chooses to remain so and even move in an unhurried Space to dissuade the hidden Puppeteer that was most definitely peering closely at him.

Immediately he had gone a far deal outside the City's gates though. Aeries changed the directions and went to another small town, From there he disguised himself and snuck out with the Flying Demon Beast. And just to be safe, he took precatory measures to ensure no one knew when he left, not even the carriage Coach.

Three Days Later,

A Farm Domain close the Kriegers' City. Farmers cultivated their crops in peace and a somewhat serene atmosphere under the setting sun. To them, every struggle between behemoth powerhouses and Fierce Cultivators was just that... When the sky falls the taller trees are the ones to hold it off. People like them could not even be used as Cannon folders in battle so their only use was to provide food and other miscellaneous to the masses.

"And then, BOOM!! The cultivator Master flew out from the explosion. Although the explosion could be called a ground-shaking calamity, there seems to be no visible injury on his body, only his Clothes that were ripped off to bring to the world A golden upper Body with stout bulging muscles. He roared to the heavens in Agitation and the n -- "

"Aiden! stop your storytelling a get back to work, you want to start teaching your younger brother the Technique to be lazy huh? Everyone is out here clearing up for the day's end while you and Sammy are openly watching without moving an inch to help, do you think that's how cultivators behave?"

"Sorry Father, see, am helping now, there's no need to keep on dragging him to the mud." Aiden deflated like a burst balloon and hurriedly got to work, he was a young teen of about 14 years old and already had a sturdy figure like his old man, like every other household, he, as the eldest Boychild was brought up to be the Heir to the large farmland his father was privileged to have.

But he had no worries at all since his father would most definitely live up till his 80s and pass on the mantle to him around 50, he still had a lot of time to squander and play cheerily.

"Yay! When I grow up, am going to be the most awesome Cultivator in the world" Young Jansen cried out happily while clapping his hands. His words though we're met with embarrassed glances and looks of reminiscence. Which person amongst them hadn't dreamt to be of these godlike humans with the power to freely decide their fate. The men dream of becoming strong Cultivators that could collapse mountains while the women dreamt about having flawless jade skin and forever lasting beauty that was possible only for stronger cultivators. But at the end of it all, fate played a cruel one on them, and they, like 99% of others found their selves 20 or 10 years later tilling farmlands and scrambling for other odd jobs.

Finally, it was their older sister, a girl of 19 that grumbly spoke out

"What's so good about cultivators though HuH? They are just batches of people like us, but who are Privileged to be born into Influential Houses and Noble Families, Yet they keep their eyes high above their heads and look in ridicule at people like us. If this Lady here was born into some Noble House, won't I be the same as them, or even more. Soaring above the heavens with my eyes looking down in disdain at the mortal world."

The Father sighed softly, at this. This Daughter of his had just finished her growth spurt and fell in love with a boy in the Army who had a cultivation of the 8th Body Foundation Realm at just 25 years! His 'Potential' was great and he had the certainty of breaking through to the Martial Warrior Realm. But Alas, Happy ever After is just a flimsy tale told by Storytellers and Love is not everlasting

The Boy broke up with her after the family addressed him about Marriage and live long vows. Worse of all, the young maiden had just experienced the word love and innocently gave her virginity into the second month of their courtship.

This had impacted her greatly as this world was where the strong reign and the weak had to showcase their talents or assets... Otherwise, they are cast out also. And as with the Culture of the land, Girls who had their Cherry plucked before they married by a different person were frowned at, and the men wouldn't even feel pleased marrying those sort of 'lose' women.

Her father was in a dilemma now as he tried to find the right words to calm this boiling Lava of a daughter

"True, true. Aiden and even Jansen, don't indulge yourself much in those fake tales people tell you. The truth is considerably different okay,! Cultivators aren't much different from us farmers, They don't make explosions happen when their first collide, or stand rigid when rising their demon beast. They don't tame seas or Destroy villages and towns when fighting. That's bullshit! The highest they can do is lift fat cows and pull rocks from the ground. No need to see them as gods alright? When they fight, it's no different from when two burly men wrestle in the streets, yet they spend years tireless cultivating to improve themselves. To sum it all, Cultivators aren't much --"

"KAABOOOOOM!!!!!

A large explosion that shook them to their very core happened a hundred miles behind them. Causing The Father to turn pale and stare questionably at his Wife. All five people stood motionless for a while before Jansen, the youngest pointed up in the sky and shouted frantically.

" Daddy Look!! Someone standing straight when riding his Flying Beast. I can even hear the wind whooshing through his clothes from here" with his innocent mind, he never thought anything wrong but still shouted playfully. He didn't know those words of his caused abrupt upheaval in the hearts of Husband and Wife. The wife immediately scooped Jansen up while the Father threw all their Work tools back down and ordered them to leave to their makeshift Farmhouse deep inside the bush for cover.

Aiden got confused and asked"Dad? Why are we running so desperately, what's happening?"

His father threw all his face and answered with sweat freely leaking from all his pores.

"What do you understand! Can't you feel this unnatural Catastrophe about to happen? There's no doubt about it. CULTIVATORS ARE BATTLING THERE."