Chapter 7: Party Crasher

First there was silence but soon the whole place was filled with laughter. It seemed Ren didn’t mind it and they weren’t wrong about that, only Xendar’s face darkened a lot, but Anya just hold his hand, squeeizing it, signaling, just don’t do anything stupid. 

“My, my, my!” chuckled the Emperor. “We have a little heroine here it seems. Filled with fighting spirit just like your Father, eh?”

“A little pepper.” laughed one of the ministers while most of their sons also looked smilingly at her

What catched Aerthus’ attention was the silence of her parents. Something started to feel off and for a second he looked at Xendar and Aerthus’ eyes flashed for a brief moment. 

“Well, this is nothing more than just a little competition so the youngsters can have fun, so why not!” said while laughing but his decision shocked the other parents. 

“Your Majesty… I don’t know if this is a good idea.” said the Finance Minister, stepping forward “She is still just a child, my Son albeit young, he at least started to cultivate, the other children who would participate are even older.” 

“Please reconsider Your Majesty.” stepped forward the son of  one of the star captains of the City Guard, a young, 20 year old, handsome man who was the rising star of his generation, reaching 2 complete refinements of his whole body. “This would be too dangerous.”

“Dangerous?” said Xendar suddenly and people felt that his voice was followed by the cackling of electricity “Why? You would try to hurt her?”

“No, no, no! You misunderstood us! But it's still.. A sparring? With a child? All my respect is yours General Xendar, but this is preposterous!” replied the young man

“What is your name, son?” 

“Zern my Lord. Zern Unth.”

“So you are the son of Unth. Good. I’ll remember you.” nodded Xendar but nobody knew if this spelled good or not for the Unth family and Zern himself felt a little bit out of air.

“Easy, easy, everyone! I just suggested this for a little bit of fun! What harm could come out of friendly sparring? Let the young Lady participate, take it as a game just as she said, Let's just have some fun!”

As the Emperor spoke again nobody dared to raise a protest the second time. Ren was still smiling innocently, slowly hopping up and down next to her parents, like if she is getting ready for a match. 

“Okay, let’s start then with the little pipsqueak. Are there any volunteers to be her opponent?” laughed Aerthus while Ren hopped onto the quickly cleared floor, in front of the Emperor, Empress and Leinor.  

“I’ll do it.” said Zern, stepping forward, while giving a bow to Aearthus then to Xendar. “Don’t worry General Xendar, I swear on my life it’s going to be nothing.”

“I’ll hold you onto that.” replied the General in a cold voice while Zern only could twitch the corner of his mouth. 

“Haahh… Good evening Miss Ren.” said as he bowed towards her and Ren copied him immediately 

“To you too! This is going to be my first time, please be gentle!” grinned Ren while others almost choked on their saliva and Anya just elbowed her husband so hard he almost kneeled over.

“W-why…?” he whispered trying to keep back his tears 

“...” Anya didn’t say anything, just stood there like nothing happened but Xendar was afraid the real storm would come when they arrived home. 

Leinor looked a little bit lost and confused since Ren stood out, especially after her words as he couldn’t tell why the other adults were choking on their breaths. He almost asked her mother about it but knowing her temperament decided the best would be to stay silent, as always.

“What? Did I say something wrong?” blinked Ren innocently at the reaction of others who could only shake their heads, sighing how innocent a child is compared to them. Meanwhile Ren was secretly laughing as her prankster side was having the time of her life. 

“Nothing Young Miss. How would you like to do this?”

“Easy. We fight!” laughed the little one as she started jumping up and down

“Miss, that would… be… inappropriate.”

“No it won't! Don’t be a sissy!” came another word which rendered everyone speechless and only one voice echoed through the room

“Yeaow! My ear…!”

“If you are afraid then you defend, I attack! Ladies first no?” said Ren, ignoring the background cheering of her parents.

“I… I guess?” blinked Zern, not too sure what to make of the situation

“Great! I’ll come from your left side, be ready, okay? I just need to… prepare first!” she said as she grabbed the skirt of her dress then pulled hard.

Suddenly everyone quieted down and even Aerthus stood up, watching seriously as what he saw was not something a 5 year old would be capable of. As Ren tore apart her dress so her legs would move more freely and kicked off her little shoes she exclaimed happily with a grin.

“I'm coming!” 

The next second her bare legs shone in somewhat violet haze before she disappeared from her spot arriving to the left of Zern in a blink of an eye. What Xendar and most people on his level saw was like a movie in slow motion. Ren’s body was in the air, delivering a kick from the left, aiming exactly at Zern’s head, who stood almost thrice the size of Ren but the little girl flown through the air as easily as a crane while wearing an excited grin on her face.

“No way…” murmured the Emperor as his eyes were almost bulging out of his skull.

Zern’s only luck was he subconsciously reacted to it, thanks for the forewarning from Ren, or he may be too stunned to even put up any defense. He raised his arm to block with just enough time to meet with the small ankle that was going for his head.

The booming sound of the impact shook up the others even though it didn’t carry much force at the level Ren was now. 

“Achachacha~” She moaned after landing and jumping backwards, flailing around with her leg which now sported a big red patch on it “Your arm is pretty haaaaard! Ouch… this hurt more than i thought it would, if i didn’t reach first refinement on them i would have broken my leg!” she laughed a little, shaking her head “How many times did you refine your hands?” 

“T-two.” stuttered Zern still not believing what he was seeing and just looked down on his hand which now was trembling a little and it started to swell where he was kicked. 

“Whoa, and it’s this hard? Damn, I'll need to work harder. I just started doing my arms!” giggled as she started flailing them again “Let’s go for another round!” came the angel-like laughing but for Zern it was more like the voice of the devil.

He couldn’t retaliate, afraid he would hurt her and before realizing Ren was upon him, moving fast as lightning, always kicking out, aiming for vital points on his body, not being afraid to aim at his most vulnerable spot which made most of the men in the room shiver. 

Leinor was mesmerized by what he saw. He couldn’t follow what was happening as he still only trained but never tried to cultivate. Or at least when he secretly tried to meditate he couldn’t convert any energy to his body even when he felt it surrounding him. But now here he was, witnessing a girl, 2 years younger than him whizzing around and making an adult, more importantly a young captain of the City Guard focusing on defense!

“Beautiful…” he whispered but nobody heard him as everyone was focusing on Ren.

“Whew~ Enough!” moaned Ren, landing back at the starting point, tiptoeing from one leg to the other while both of hers started to swell and turn almost purple “It feels like kicking an iron board over and over again! You win, I can't beat down your defenses yet!”

“Wha-” blinked Zern while his hands were trembling a little. Everything was… giving his brain a short circuit and he felt like he can’t formulate a clear thought. 

Before anything could come out of his mouth Ren was already back before her parents as she looked up at them.

“This was fun!” she said with a grin ear to ear but her legs finally gave out and she landed on her bottom “Ouch… ehehe~”

“Come, come… my poor little angel, does it hurt?” Said Anya as she picked her up, placing her hand on her little legs, stroking them while Ren felt a soothing, cool feeling permanating her skin.

“Nyaaaaah~ This is gooooood~” 

“I told you, my affinity is water. At my level I can project it out for short bursts. When we get home I'll take care of you, you will be jumping around by tomorrow so don’t you worry!” said while showering her with kisses. 

Xendar was watching them and he was smiling proudly while looking at the others and after that he bowed to the Emperor.

“I beg for your forgiveness, Your Majesty. She is still a child, please don’t be offended by her actions.”

“Yeah, s-sure.” he nodded by reflex but then he suddenly shook his head “Explain yourself XenXen! What the FUCK was that?!” 

“Ugh…” moaned Xendar as he knew his old friend completely shed any pretense of a decent emperor now, not following the protocols. “Please don’t blame this on me too” he murmured, looking back at his wife “And don’t call me that… it gives me the creeps.” 

“I gave you that name after you lost your bet so don’t give me that face you idiot! Now E-X-P-L-A-I-N.”

“Um… well. She’s good.”

“No shit!” roared Aerthus then looked around everyone “Out! The banquet is over! XenXen, you stay! Everyone else, leave!”

It was such an order, uttered with the force of his cultivation, that everyone felt like their ears started ringing. Anya looked worriedly at her husband but he just shook his head so not soon after she took a look at Aerthus IX, she left with Ren.

It didn’t take a few minutes and only Aerthus IX and Xendar were in the room looking at each other.

“They are going to be afraid of me after the order to leave and speculate what I'll plan on doing.” Said Aerthus now much more calmly “But the rumors will spread. I’ll keep it that way. Rumors only. I won't deny it, also I won't say it's true. That's the best I can do for you.”

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“Thank you.”

“Fuck maaaan… you had a genius of a daughter eh?” laughed Aerthus patting Xendar’s shoulder “Whew, I’m glad I arranged that marriage!” 

“Fuck you!”

“You misspoke “Thank You” Xendar. That's going to be an extra layer of protection for her. What’s with the sour face? You can’t deny it huh? Ahahaha! Damn!” 

“Mmm...mmhm… mmm…” murmured something under his breath 

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. I’ll need to urge my son more. You know your girl just ruined my big reveal?”

“What reveal?”

“Leinor’s to be exact. He is the most talented out of my sons, he just has... well... zero confidence. He is still off a little, true, but already senses energy when meditating; he just can’t get it right yet. Maybe 2 years from now. But damn, still, little Ren is already ahead of him and by a lot! Fuck!”

“Well, she is my daughter!”

“Yeah, yeah, what do you say, you stay for the night, let the others speculate what's happening and we drink like in the old days?”

“I need to speak to-”

“By the way, what do you think Anya will say when you get home? Your little girl has the same mouth as you.”

“FUCK. Yeah, drinking sounds good. Can you send a message to Anya?”

“Sure.” grinned the Emperor and soon the two men disappeared from the palace

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It was early morning when Ren felt her bed shaking and woke up to the rumbling outside. At first she thought a storm was brewing but soon she heard her mother’s voice.

“COME BACK HERE IF YOU ARE A MAN!”

“I’m sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!” but soon another loud rumble echoed through the mansion, blowing a giant hole into it’s wall while a figure flew out, rolling on the ground, through the garden and soon another followed.

Ren immediately rushed out, watching them excitedly as this was the first time she witnessed a fight between such a power level. 

Her mother’s body was shimmering in a bluish haze while her silver hair was flowing behind her like a raging river. Anya’s fighting style was smooth and her punches and kicks flowed continuously and harmoniously without pause. Every attack carried the momentum and aura of an unstoppable force of nature, blowing up dirt from the ground as she missed her dodging husband.

Xendar was also covered in a violet haze and sparks flew off from his feet every time he made a movement, which was followed by rumbling sounds but he never retaliated against Anya’s attack, only defended. Ren soon noticed when her mother got in some punches, both of their bodies ceased emitting any aura for a split second before resuming their fight. 

“The last time they fought so hard was when your father got drunk after he knew she got pregnant. He was out partying for two days.”

“Hahaha… Mom never told me this, Uncle Hal!”

“Of course not. But as you can see, neither of them want to hurt each other, it's just...” 

“I know, I know, don’t worry! It’s just Mom, she was worried sick through the whole night, she almost stormed the palace because Father wasn’t coming home.”

“Wait, he didn’t send a message?” said Xendar as their conversation was easily overheard by the two

“What message?”

“That prick! Yeaow!!!!” screamed Xendar as Anya got hold of her and soon both of them were wrestling on the ground and finally when they stopped, Anya got to be on top. She was out of breath, and their clothes were disheveled and dirty while Anya’s eyes were filled with tears. 

“I thought something happened!” she sniffed a little 

“No… nothing, he said he would send a message… it's just…”

“I was so worried!” moaned her wife slowly as she started to sob

“Don’t cry, don’t cry… it was my fault, hundred percent! Sssh… don’t cry, I'm sorry!” said Xendar, hugging her wife, trying to sooth her, kissing her face all over and soon Anya took over, kissing his lips passionately. 

“Don’t do this again!” whispered while she lay on his chest, still sobbing a little

“I won’t. Come, you need a bath.” said Xendar as he stood up, holding his wife like a princess, soon disappearing from the garden.

“Well, maybe I'll have a sibling soon?” giggled Ren and Hal could only shake his head while he escorted the little Miss back to the mansion.

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“Are you sure this was the correct decision, Your Majesty?” asked a man, dressed in tight black clothes that covered all parts of his body and only his silver colored eyes were visible which radiated cold, murderous energy. He was kneeling before Aerthus in his own bedroom while the morning sun shone in, giving a holy aura to the Emperor who was sitting on his sofa before the window.

“Yes Nameless. Why kill geniuses? Why weaken our own Empire? I don’t see the logic in that.”

“One mountain can’t contain two tigers.”

“Bullshit.” roared Aerthus, standing up before the kneeling man “People like this will strengthen us. If you start eliminating every prodigy who isn’t your own blood, soon you will be only left with mediocre talent and silk pants. Worse, every talented individual will try to hide or defect to our enemies, bolstering their strength, further weakening us. Your logic is flawed!”

“But…”

“He is right.” came a third voice and Nameless shivered while Aerthus IX kneeled down as a middle aged man appeared in the room. He was eighty percent similar to Aerthus IX, only his hair was shorter.

“Father.”

“Good. You did good Dermitos. I received your message and I relayed it to the Forefather and he immediately made the same decision as you.”

“Really?” asked Dermitos with shine in his eyes

“Yes. The Forefather said the Empire is just the first step and he will soon be back from his journey and start on the next phase.”

“Next phase?” asked both Nameless and Dermitos

“Building a Sect.” smiled the previous emperor Aerthus VIII and his smile became wider as he saw the confusion on his son’s face. “You will know more about it, don’t worry. Anyway, the Forefather will be back in the next 20 year or so. So until then keep up the good work. I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you father!” said Dermitos before his father, who soon disappeared 

“We will not have this discussion again Nameless.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Don’t stop the rumors but make sure no official statement endorses it. Keep what happened vague. Let the people believe what they want. If they start questioning us, deflect it or play it down.”

“As you command.”

“Good. Now go.” Before he finished Nameless already disappeared from the room only his aura stayed back, lingering in the air. “Oh boy… I already feel a headache coming.” sighed the Emperor “Well, what must come will come. No reason mulling over something trivial. Yeah, let's visit my harem first, that will clear my mind!” said laughingly as he left the chamber, humming a happy song like if nothing happened.

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