The rise of the pervert primordial

Aster didn’t dispel the flames, instead he was contemplating the possibilities of what would happen.

“To be honest right now the only ones that worry me in a head on fight are star axys cultivators… in 3 years no one in this star cluster will be able to stand up to me, so his proposition of keeping this idiot in his own planet is acceptable, on the other hand why should I let him live another day and have the opportunity of stab my back”.

Wieland noticed that his words were not convincing the kid in front of him and he more or less could understand, after all if it was him then he would eliminate a source of problems like Ward if he had the chance to, so he was prepared to give up his own life even if only meant buying a few more seconds for Ward.

The tense atmosphere dispersed when Arthur spoke.

“How about they make a soul oath, so that you will be sure that the Kraft family’s young master won’t try anything against you?”.

…

Aster dispelled the flame wall before approaching Wieland.

“Wake him up, this is his only chance to leave this place alive”, he said.

Wieland let out a sigh of relief, he made Ward smell some kind of potion which immediately woke him up.

“Uncle Wieland… what is happening, t-that psycho cut off my hand you must seek justice for me!!!”.

*Slap*

Without any warning Wieland slapped Ward’s face so hard that his face swollen.

“Who are you trying to trick Ward, I saw the dagger in your hand and you have the guts to ask me to seek “justice”, shut up and do what I say so I can… save your life”.

Aster shook his head.

“This is what happens when you can’t accept a lose”, he thought, even if he at first was angry when he lost against Alessia he learned a lesson thanks to that, perhaps that was also part of Aldebaran’s evolution but he certainly understood that one can’t become unparallel without experimenting defeat at least once and overcoming it.

While Aster was lost in hid thoughts, Wieland finished explaining the situation to Ward who felt his lungs filled with anger, he lost and now he was forced to do a soul oath or dying so how could he not be angry.

“Uncle can… can you not take me and escape from this place, then we can reunite with father and return later to teach this arrogant brat a lesson!!!”.

Wieland shook his head.

“Ward… I tried to not shake your confidence in yourself but you leave me no choice, to be honest even if all the patriarchs of the four big families join hands, I’m pretty sure we won’t be able to lay a single hand on the kid who defeated you”.

Ward almost fainted again, his whole world was crumbling apart, he who was always considered a genius now was being told, that on the greater picture he was nothing.

Aster smiled.

“I don’t have time for this, every second that I’m here it’s a second, I’m not spending with my girls so do the soul oath at once… and just to be clear don’t you dare to portrait me as the “bad guy” here, I know the type of person you are, you place the blame of everything on others instead of accepting the responsibilities for your own actions”.

“What did you think was going to happen if you tried to kill someone just because you felt ashamed of losing a friendly match, to be honest you are only alive because uncle Arthur offered a way for you to never stand in my way again, so be grateful for that and burn that gratitude into your heart so you never forget it”.

Every word was like a knife stabbing Ward’s mind, at last he could only perform the soul oath followed by Wieland who maintained his past promise of dealing with Ward with his own hands if anything happened, once they finished Ward didn’t want to be here anymore so he asked some of the members of the kraft family to take him back to the place he was staying.

Wieland felt a bit bitter, unlike the patriarch of the Kraft family he would have preferred to tell Ward about the vastness of the universe, but after all he was not the patriarch so he could only see Ward becoming more and more arrogant with the pass of the years.

He shook his head, “perhaps… this could help him improve in the future”, he thought.

Wieland got off the platform to reassume his duty as the supervisor of the fights, well the last fight since now only Ebbe Asher and Aster were left.

Ebbe stretched his body.

“Seems like I’m the only one left, I just want to compare my strength with yours, my little brother told me that you probably have an incredible body strength, I just… want to understand how far is someone like you from the current me”.

Aster smiled.

“Well said, to be honest I recently became physically stronger and I also want to test it so I accept your challenge.

Ebbe felt happy, the Asher family was known for their strong physical bodies, although they were not body cultivators with the exception of Eric who was born with a constitution that caught the attention of the patriarch from the Barbarian heart sect which earned him the right to be nurtured by them as a body cultivator.

Ebbe took off all the ornaments that were covering the upper part of his body while he took a battle instance, they will decide everything with only one fist exchange.

Aster did the same, apparently the reason as to why when two members of the Asher family wore nothing but pants while they fought against each other was a sign of integrity, it was their way show the opponent they were not hiding any secret weapon since they considered such an act as something only a coward would do.

Once he took off his upper clothes Aster felt a bit weird, “well this might be their tradition but I sure feel like an exhibitionist” he thought.

Eric was surprised, although Aster didn’t have a bulky body type his body was brimming with vitality, “he for sure looks like a body cultivator for me”.

Lilia who was seeing her son topless on the platform nodded.

“Of course, he has a strong body, is the physique of a dragon after all”.

Once they were ready both rushed at each other and without any delay their fists clashed.

The floor of the platform cracked but neither of them moved, for a moment everyone but Eric and Lilia held their breath.

Egil stood up from his seat and walked to the platform, of course he stopped when he was next to Wieland and waited.

*thud*

Ebbe fell backwards, there was some blood dripping from his mouth and his hand was also bleeding but what caught the interest of all the representants was that… he was smiling.

“Hahaha, I hoped to not lose with such a difference but I guess you didn’t hold back and I’m thankful for that”.

Aster felt respect for him, although he only regained his bloodline one day ago it was true that he used the maximum output of his current physical strength with the exception of the paragon body manifestation of course, and still Ebbe wasn’t sent flying, instead he absorbed the impact with his body and that is why he had blood in his mouth.

Aster walked towards Lilia and she handed him a flesh nurturing pill, which he threw at Egil.

“That pill will cure his inner wounds and help him recover his body”.

But before Egil did anything, Ebbe stood up and bowed his head bit towards Aster before saying.

“I’s my loss, please accept this bow as a sign of respect and I pray you have a happy future with the young miss of the Ghale family hahaha”.

Egil didn’t doubt his words and immediately helped Ebbe swallow the pill since he could barely move his body right now.

Aster nodded.

“I have to admit that the members of the Asher family are worth becoming acquittance with”.

Once the pill entered his body Ebbe felt a relaxing wave running through his body, a moment ago his muscles were killing him but now he felt his completely fine, although he still needed some time to recover the broken bones of his hand that was easier than recover from inner wounds.

The other representants could not hold help but clap, that was a true exchange between two men, the Asher’s might not be the most elegant but certainly it was reassuring to have such strong-willed people as allies.