A moment later,
Little Mortal, turned around after some walking towards the sunset and said,
"Aaaand cut!"
And the fake sun disappeared.
The muscular man, too, turned around at this moment, and the two walked back to the imperial couple, who were looking at these two men and the two suns that had disappeared in confusion.
One of them was the grown-up Little Monster.
'Did he really train in some secret realm for 40 years?
And who is the other guy?'
Then they heard the muscular guy, who was staring at the Empress for a while now, suddenly say,
"Big brother, don't tell me she is the lady you found for me?
I can tell that she is indeed noble and dignified even without knowing her!"
The grown-up Mortal nodded,
"Yes, it's her.
Do you think it was easy for me to find a lady who can be on equal footing with the future Emperor?"
Hearing the conversation, the Emperor's eyes narrowed!
'They are talking about my wife?'
A silver aura exploded around him!
He stood in front of the Empress, who seemed to be in her own thoughts at this moment, and said,
"This is my wife you are talking about!
You better give me a good reason to not kill you right here and right now!"
The two, as if they were taken aback, stood there for a moment, but the muscular guy suddenly ran to the Empress and shouted,
"That's my wife, not yours!"
The Emperor, who didn't care if the other party was the little monster's friend or not, was ready to kill this guy for real!
When it comes to his family, he was fearless!
But it didn't matter how much he waited; the guy still seemed far away and wasn't getting closer.
And then, while he was still far and looking small because of the distance between them, he passed by him and clung onto the Empress's leg while shouting,
"No, you can't take her away from me!"
And the other guy, who was supposed to be far, patted his leg and said,
"Uncle, what are you talking about?
Killing who?
Why did you suddenly become angry?
That's the girl I told you about!"
The Emperor looked down at the little bearded guy beside his feet, then at the little muscular guy who was clinging to his wife's leg, and felt his brain couldn't process what was happening...
'Are they far?
Are they close?
Are they tall?
Are they short?
Are they old?
Are they young?
I'm the uncle?'
Then he suddenly heard his wife saying something that broke the non-existent illusion for many people on the scene!
"Oh my goodness!
Fred, my son, it's you!
W-why are you like this?
What happened to you? Where did these muscles come from?!"
The little boy clinging to the Empress's leg, like coming out of a deep dream, shouted excitedly,
"Mother! It's you!
After 40 years, I'm finally back!"
The Emperor, who was dumbfounded, said,
"Son?"
Little Mortal was shocked by all the changes!
"We went too deep in character that the reality itself changed in our eyes!
Little nephew, so it's you!
I thought you were the Emperor for real!
And you are not my uncle!
It's you, your majesty!"
Simultaneously, many people, including Little Mortal, came out of the nonexistent illusion.
The Empress, who was checking this little muscular son of hers with his messy hair and long beard, turned to Little Mortal,
"Big brother!
What did you do to my son!"
At first, he didn't understand what she meant, and he just stood there, scratching his head...
Then as if he understood what she meant, he waved at Little Fred, and said,
"Come here, little nephew.
Big guy, you come here too."
The big backpack hopped to his side, and then he picked Little Fred up, stuffed him inside the backpack, and took him out a moment later.
Little Fred only saw everything turn dark and then back to normal!
Now his hair was back to normal, with no beard and clean clothes.
"Here you go, sister-in-law.
Your son is as good as new."
The couple was speechless...
'The muscles are still there!
What do you mean by 'here you go'?
We could clean him ourselves!'
The Empress said with a worried tone,
"Big brother, I was talking about his muscles!"
"Oh, that part is the effect of the package."
The Empress was now even more worried!
Only 5 hours, and her son turned into this?
"Will he be like this forever?
I mean, is there a negative effect?"
"How can there be any negative effect in my training package?
And he won't be like this for long. When we go back to my headquarters and continue training, it will be fixed in no time."
The Empress heard him saying 'going back to my headquarters', and was shocked,
"Going back to your headquarters?
You are taking my son away with you?"
"How else can I train him to 89.9?"
The Emperor, beside him, asked out of curiosity,
"What is this 89.9 you are mentioning?"
"The same power level as you."
The Emperor raised his eyebrow,
"In how long?"
"A week or two."
The Emperor, while shocked, asked,
"He will be as strong as me in a week or two?"
"Yep."
"..."
The Emperor didn't know if it was possible or not,
But he felt a headache just thinking about how to control his son if he was as strong as him...
The Empress, who knew what her husband was thinking, said,
"Big brother, wouldn't that be dangerous for him to have this much power at such a young age?"
"No."
The couple was puzzled by why he was so sure,
"How are you so sure?"
Little Mortal snorted,
"First, I teach him how to be a good and humble person like me and his parents.
Second, on my ceremony day, there will be another
10 thousand people at 89.9 power level who will graduate with him, and guess what?"
The couple who felt the balance of power was going to be destroyed on that day and didn't have any clue what was going to happen with suddenly this many powerhouses showing up in this world, could only ask,
"What?"
Little Mortal chuckled,
"My followers need jobs, and I will give them all a recommendation letter to come and work for the empire, then with 10 thousand 89.9 powerhouses under his majesty, what can this little nephew do?
If you see him messing around, send a thousand of them to give him a lesson."
Little Fred, who thought that with his future power, he could do many unimaginable things, felt his future turn dark all of a sudden...
The Emperor, who didn't feel good at all from the news, asked,
"Big brother, the world is already cleaned up,
What's the use of so many strong people under me?"
Little Mortal smiled mysteriously and said,
"Now, there is no use, but will it be like this for long? No!"
Then he picked up his backpack and said,
"Little nephew, jump up and sit tight, we are leaving!"
Then he sat on his motorcycle with little Fred at the top of the backpack.
"Alright, if you want to give your son anything for these couple of days he stays with me, give it to him now.
If not, we are leaving."
The Empress hastily stopped him,
"No, wait, wait!
Big brother, I asked the chef to make lots of food for you!
And your imperial clothes and imperial token are ready too!"
Little Mortal was looking shocked now,
"My own imperial clothes and token?"
...
Not long after, the couple watched the two leave.
A moment later, the old couple came out of the shadows with Scarlet.
The old Emperor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said,
"He finally left!
It's good that he forgot about us ..."
Scarlet, who saw the look of worry on the Empress's face, said,
"Empress, don't worry about your son.
I saw the same thing happen to thousands of people there, and all of them were fine in the end."
Hearing her, the Empress felt at ease to some extent.
But the Emperor was more worried about the possible changes that he might need to deal with in the future.
He looked at Scarlet and said,
"Senior Scarlet, do you have any idea of what he has planned for us?"
Scarlet shook her head,
"I have no idea.
But I know one thing...
In his plan, whatever that is, you are not alone.
He even ventured into the forbidden jungle and returned with elder Iron from the demoness sect.
If I'm not wrong, some of his people are there!"
The Emperor felt he was thinking too much.
Even the forbidden jungle was his playground.
They just shook their heads and went about their own business.
There were lots of things that needed to be done just to take control of the 'revolutionary' drug on the way...
...
On an empty road, an old man, looking so weak that you would think he might die even if a strong wind blows, was standing by the road, seemingly waiting for someone.
Not long after, with a 'VROOOM' sound, a small black motorcycle appeared on the road.
A little boy with sunglasses was riding it.
Another little boy, but muscular, was sitting at the top of a big backpack behind him, with folded arms and straight posture.
Both looking so arrogant, that you might think this road belongs to their families for generations!
The weak old man forced a smile and stood there,
waiting for them to come.
The little motorcycle slowed down when it got close to him.
The little guy said to the little muscular guy atop the backpack,
"Change the mood, little nephew.
Arrogant to humble.
This old man is a big shot."
And the little nephew suddenly changed.
Now he was looking like a polite little boy.
The little boy got off his motorcycle and walked to the old man with a smile on his face,
"Sup, old manager!"
The little nephew jumped down, ran over, and bowed respectfully,
"Greetings old manager."
He didn't know who this dying old man was, but if his great-uncle called him 'old manager' and said he was a big shot, then he should be polite to him.
The old man cupped his hands and said,
"Fellow Daoist Mortal, it is the first time we meet,
I didn't expect you to recognize me so easily."
Little Mortal rolled his eyes at him,
"What are you talking about?
You are standing in the middle of nowhere, with a standard planet manager's robe!
How can I not recognize you?"
The old man was the manager of the cultivation world, or the former heaven's will, in his blue robe with a cloud pattern on it.
And he was speechless!
He could see on this little guy's sunglasses that some words had been written at that moment...
[The current manager of Cultivation Planet.
Age: 5.9 billion years
Power: Currently in a weakened state, equal to beginner level 3.]
He thought,
His glasses is so magical?
It can bypass people's privacy just like that?'
Then he looked at the muscular boy and the corner of his eye twitched!
"Oh, it's the son of the current Emperor."
"Yes, Fred, my nephew."
The old manager sighed and shook his head.
Little Mortal furrowed his brow,
"What are you sighing for?
I even found that orb for you!
Look at you now, so healthy and strong!"
The old manager coughed weakly and said,
"Fellow Daoist Mortal, there are so many restrictions on this orb, I can't use it properly.
The reason I came here to meet you is actually for this.
Because every time I'm helping you cover up your tracks, this orb helps me only a little!
And with you going around so much, I really can't keep up with the consumption of energy."
Little Mortal was shocked now,
"What do you mean cover up my tracks?
What did I do that needs your cover up?"
The old manager said tiredly,
"Don't let me start, fellow daoist...
Just in your first visit to the capital, do you remember eating that dragon's will, the one coming out of the staff?"
Little Mortal nodded.
"Yes, what about it?"
"The shock wave you released knocked that poor 'Sword god' who was on his way to the capital unconscious!
After that, his sect members were looking for him everywhere, and I was forced to mislead them!
Or their search for him could affect your plans!"
Little Mortal's eyes widened in shock,
"Such a thing happened...?
I didn't know my teacher-"
The old manager cut him off,
"Do you remember injecting your followers with that drug?"
Little Mortal nodded blankly.
"On that day, the people of the demoness... stronghold thought it was the stronghold chief who did it, and because all of your followers were unconscious at that time, they thought she had gone crazy and killed them all after her experiment failed!
The whole stronghold was in turmoil!
So I made a move again to distract their thoughts!"
Little Mortal gulped down and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead,
"I-I didn't mean that to happ-"
The old manager cut him off again,
"Do you remember when your teacher came out of seclusion and-"
Little Mortal couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly stopped him,
"Alright, alright!
Just say what do you want?
Can't you see my nephew is here?
You are tarnishing my reputation in front of him!"
Then he puffed out his cheeks and looked away, as if he were dissatisfied.
Little Fred was still clueless about what was happening...
The old manager who reached his goal, smiled and said,
"Yes, yes, it was just some small helps here and there, nothing special."
Then, while rubbing his hands together, he said,
"Fellow Daoist Mortal, I was wondering if you could remove the restrictions from this orb?
So I can help you better.
In covering up your tra—"
Little Mortal stopped him from saying that again,
"Okay, okay, I get it!
You can use it!
Just don't release the spiritual energy to the world until I'm done!
And don't contact our neighbor planet!
Okay?"
The old manager, who felt the restrictions disappear with just a sentence from the little guy, with a broader smile, said,
"Don't worry, fellow Daoist Mortal!
I was so weak that I couldn't even 'bless' your nephew when he was born!
It was so embarrassing."
Little Mortal looked at his nephew and said,
"What is he talking about?"
And he answered in confusion,
"I heard from father that 'Heaven's Will' blesses every newborn child from the emperor's direct lineage. This way, we can cultivate faster.
But I wasn't blessed."
Little Fred didn't know why the old man said 'I' when it was Heaven's Will's job to bless him...
Little Mortal then looked at the old manager,
"What are you waiting for then?"
The old manager shook his head and said,
"Fellow Daoist Mortal, at least give me a week to—"
But Little Mortal cut him off,
"I don't care!
Do it now!"
The old manager, who found out he couldn't dodge the responsibility, coughed and said,
"Fine."
Then he waved his hand reluctantly...
He could see a crazy amount of spiritual energy already compressed inside this kid's body, like those followers!
What blessings did he need?
Little Fred, after a moment, could instantly feel some changes.
But someone else, who was without a spirit root, couldn't, and that someone said,
"What are you waiting for?
Do it!"
The old manager was speechless,
"I just did!"
But Little Mortal didn't believe it,
"You just waved your hand!
I can do that too!
Look!"
Then he started waving his hand!
Now both the old manager and Little Fred were speechless!
"Do it again!
And you should compensate him too for the delay!"
So the old manager waved his hand two more times, and Little Fred felt the special feeling two more times.
Little Mortal, who was still suspicious, said,
"Little nephew, do you feel anything?
If not, I'll make him do it properly this time."
Little Fred nodded and said nervously,
"Y-yes, I can feel it!"
Only now did he find out who the old man is!
It was Heaven's Will that his imperial family would always teach them about as the most important lesson.
He didn't understand why his great uncle was ordering him around instead of being respectful...
And why Heaven's Will is a person?
Little Mortal then snorted and went back to his motorcycle, put on his sunglasses, and said,
"Okay, we are leaving then."
Little Fred bowed respectfully,
"Goodbye, Your Excellency, Heaven's Will!"
That's how they were supposed to address Heaven's Will.
The old manager nodded.
At least someone here showed him some respect...
"Have a safe trip, little one."
Little Mortal laughed mockingly,
"Heaven's Will? Pfft."
And left with his nephew on his backpack.
Only one sentence left behind,
"Little nephew, change the mood.
Humble to arrogant, we are getting close to our stronghold."
The old manager, who didn't care about his mocking words, looked at the orb in his hand lovingly.
Then stroked it gently and said,
"Finally... you are mine."
And disappeared while laughing...
...
Outside of the Demoness Sect, Little Mortal parked his motorcycle and said,
"Let's go on foot, little nephew.
This way we can enjoy the scenery more,
And we could see something interesting.
And then, with one hand in his pocket, and one hand spinning his chain, he walked towards the sect.
Little Fred, too, with one hand in his pocket and the other spinning his chain, started walking beside him.
Now he had a chain, a silver robe set with his silver hair, and a guardian token.
This was the follower package his great uncle gave him.
The sky was already dark, but around them it was bright like it was daytime.
The crystal was shining at the top of the backpack, lighting up the surroundings.
On their way, they reached the one-legged statue of the Sword God.
A group of sect disciples was working there, clearing the mess around the statue from this morning.
Snow and all kinds of rubble were everywhere as far as you could see...
One of them was the same disciple who came after rice and was beaten up by 'Expert' Luna, then thrown away by Little Mortal—Elder Leta's disciple.
He was sealed in his cave because of his master's order, but a large snowball destroyed his shelter, and he was trapped inside until the moment it collapsed, and he was dropped out of it.
And not only him, the group of people who were 'attacking the elderly' and whom the eldest senior brother of the sect gave a lesson, were stuck in the same snowball too.
They couldn't run when Elder Sun sent the warning because they couldn't move at all...
Now they were all here, responsible for cleanup, because the sect master was dissatisfied with them for some reason.
While doing their job, Elder Leta's disciple discovered that the rest of them had been beaten up because of the elderly man in the group, and he became annoyed by it.
So he started messing with the elderly guy, who was also in the mix.
In reality, this elderly man was younger than the others, but his cultivation realm was lower, so his appearance revealed his age more than theirs, who had a higher cultivation realm.
While he was bullying the elderly, one of the other guys said,
"Senior Brother, I think you should stop..."
*Snort*
"Why should I stop?
Who dares to stop me anyway?"
And gave another kick to the elderly man on the ground.
But all of a sudden, the other disciples took a step back,
like they were showing that they had nothing to do with this.
The guy, while puzzled, saw his shadow on the ground getting longer and longer, and the light around them brighter and brighter!
He hurriedly turned around, but what he saw was a small foot that hit his face, and the last sentence he heard was from a familiar voice,
"How dare you attack the elderly!"
After knocking out the first bully, the attacker dropped in the snow and disappeared!
And after that, the rest of them, who tried to prove their innocence to the attacker who beat them up last time, got beaten up again, and the last thing they heard was,
"How dare you watch the elderly getting attacked!"
And after that, the elderly man, who was speechless, was asked some questions that he answered truthfully.
It was one question, actually, but the answers were different.
And the question was,
"Where is this disciple's master living?"
And then he saw the little senior brother, dragging them one by one a couple of steps away, and then throwing them towards the direction of their master's houses after spinning around a couple of times...
When he was done with all of them, he left with a little muscular guy, who was listening to his advice attentively.
"Little nephew.
Do you know how to deal with bullies?"
"I don't, Great Uncle!"
"Then, let me tell you.
First, become stronger than them, and not just a little stronger, but a lot stronger!
Then bully them back until they retire from their stupidity."
"What if I wasn't stronger than them?"
"Then, call someone stronger, like me.
If I weren't around, then run away from them.
Make plans, find their weaknesses, and combine every advantage you have to take them down!"
"Yes!"
"Now, let's go back to our headquarters.
Change the mood now.
Arrogant to friendly."
"Yes!"
...
In front of the storehouse, Elder Leta, the storehouse manager, was sitting on a chair, enjoying her tea.
But she suddenly saw something in the air and furrowed her brow,
"Again?"
And then her disciple, just as before, dropped from the sky and rolled on the ground until he was in front of her...
He wasn't the only one, though; she saw more disciples flying in the same manner in different directions!
At this moment,
Her disciple came back to his senses just for a moment and said two words before his head dropped.
"S-Sect Master..."
Elder Leta, this time, was sure that he wasn't talking about Snow Goddess!
While in deep thought, she felt the temperature going down.
A moment later, Snow Goddess appeared.
She stood up and bowed,
"Greetings, Sect Master."
Snow Goddess nodded,
"Leta, where was he just now?"
After the snowball accident, she couldn't find the little troublemaker she was looking for.
So she thought to herself, he might go for a 'patrol' again and take the library or storehouse token away.
That's why she was watching over them secretly all this time.
But what she saw wasn't him; instead, it was Elder Leta's disciple dropping from the sky!
Leta had told her before about what happened to this stupid disciple of hers, and it wasn't her doing, and now the same thing happened again?
Was the culprit back?
Elder Leta answered,
"He was still with the others, clearing the snow around the statue as you ordered them."
Snow Goddess looked towards the one-legged statue and disappeared.
Not long after, the elderly disciple, who was clearing the snow alone, saw a woman in a white dress appear.
At first he didn't show any reaction.
But a second later, he suddenly turned pale and kneeled on the ground, hitting the snow with his forehead!
"Sect Master!
Forgive my rudeness!
I was blind and didn't see your noble self here!"
Seeing the guy hitting his head on the ground, Snow Goddess felt speechless...
She wondered what that little disciple of hers would think if he saw this scene?
She was indeed like a chief of some stronghold...
"Cough, that's enough!
I have some questions.
Did you see a little kid around 3 years old in a white robe just now?
Probably the same as the one from the morning."
The elderly man answered immediately,
"Reporting to the Sect Master, yes!
He just left after throwing the disciples to their masters!"
Snow Goddess raised an eyebrow,
"What do you mean throw them?"
The elderly man answered,
"H-he asked me where the master of each of them lives, and then he threw them in those directions after spinning around 2-3 times..."
Snow Goddess furrowed her brow,
"And like last time, they didn't defend themselves?"
The elderly man answered while still keeping his forehead on the ground,
"Reporting to the Sect Master,
when he was inside the snow, they couldn't find him,
and when he was outside of the snow, he would knock out two or three of them like the previous time...
In no time, they were all knocked out cold."
Snow Goddess was puzzled.
Is he a cultivator or not?
Or is he using another treasure?
"Where did he go?"
The elderly man, without raising his head,
pointed in a direction and said,
"He went that way with a crystal that brightened the area for him."
And after some time, not hearing any more questions, he raised his head.
She was gone already.
The elderly disciple was going to sigh in relief when he suddenly heard,
"And that lady, little nephew, was our stronghold chief and my temporary teacher."
His heart almost stopped from the fright!
He hastily turned around and saw the two little guys standing not too far away in front of a bush,
as if they never left, and they were hiding there all this time!
The one in the white robe then turned to the little muscular one in the silver robe and gave him some words of advice,
"And as you can see, she isn't someone to mess with.
Did you see how this elderly disciple was forced to hit the ground with his head just for a simple greeting?
That's how things are around here!
Everyone here is an uncultured thug!
So we need to act like gangsters to survive.
Do you... understand, little nephew?"
Little Fred answered solemnly,
"Yes, Great Uncle!"
"Alright, let's go, my followers are waiting; tonight we are going to break through another...?"
Then he looked at Little Fred to say the word,
"Butter-neck!"
And then, while laughing, they left.
The elderly disciple gulped nervously and pretended that he didn't see anything!
'Who was this little kid who called the Snow Goddess his temporary teacher?
Even the Sect Master couldn't find him a couple of steps away from herself?'