Somewhere within The GreatWildlands Forest, A certain handsome boy who named himself Azmond is walking aimlessly... looking for something fun to entertain him.

"Where am I anyway??" Azmond asked no one in particular.

"It's not like I was given a map when I was abandoned out in the middle of who knows where! Those stupid Ass parents of mine didn't leave me with shit!"

Azmond was a little pissed off over the fact that he was left in the middle of a Vast Forest with no clue on where to go to find something 'fun' to entertain himself with.

That's right, Azmond wasn't particularly angry over being abandoned... he didn't care one bit for his parents in this life anyway. In his mind, they were no better than a sperm donor and an incubator. What he did however care about, was that they left him in the middle of nowhere with not a clue on which direction he should be heading in to get a good fight.

"Oh well, no use whining over spilled milk. I guess I should just keep walking in a random direction like I have been."

Azmond put on a determined look as he stuck his index finger in his mouth and lifted it into the air to let destiny decide which direction he should take.

Destiny can often be cruel, especially in this case. Or at least it would be for a normal sane person... but Azmond is neither of those things so what is about to occur is just what he was wishing for.

"MhmHmmmmHmmmMhmmmMMMHhhm, how did that song go again? I never was much of a singer in my past life. That is one unfortunate thing about this New World of Cultivation, there are no headphones to listen to music to... Or maybe there are and I just haven't found them yet. Hmm... I guess I just have to wait and see"

As Azmond was singing a tune of his past world while walking around without a destination... A few green figures with sketchy-looking cloaks on were lurking in the shadows not even a thousand meters away from Azmond talking amongst themselves without Azmond being able to hear a thing. Most likely due to some sort of noise-jamming magic tool the green figures were carrying around with them.

"Is That Little Human Child the owner of the Aura signature your shadows detected earlier?"

One of the green-cloaked figures asked the largest hooded figure of the group, standing in at around 7 feet tall... Who we know as The GrandMeister Argas.

"I can't believe it myself, I have seen humans before and this one looks to be an 11-12-year-old child... A 12-year-old Core Formation Realm Cultivator is simply impossible!"

GrandMeister Argas said with a look of Astonishment.

"All of us Asuras have seen humans and even human 'geniuses' before... but what we are seeing before us now is simply unbelievable."

One of the 3 slightly shorter Green-cloaked figures said with a shocked look on its normally impartial face

"Even the most talented of humans in the neighboring kingdoms reached the Core Formation Realm at the age of 25!"

Another one of the 3 Asuras said with a surprised look on its hideous face.

"So, we have all come to the consensus that this is impossible right?"

GrandMeister Argas asked with a questioning tone.

"So what is going on here??"

The GrandMeister asked once again with a completely stupefied look on his face.

Both The GrandMeister and every Goblin Asura gathered here have heard of Old Monsters capable of changing their faces and bodies with certain techniques to look younger, but.... every single one of those Old Monsters was at least a Nascent Soul Realm Master. So they really had no clue what in the hell was going on here, either they were being lured in by a Nascent Soul Realm Monster for a reason that doesn't even make sense, or the Human before them was only a 12-year-old boy... 12 years old, an age that most usually start their cultivation journeys and yet they are expected to believe that the boy before them has already reached the Core Formation Realm.

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'So it must be the former option right?' They all had similar thoughts to this one but they just couldn't understand for what reason a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator would pretend to be a wolf in sheep's clothing. A Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator could wipe out their whole kingdom with just one flick of a finger so why would someone so powerful be bothered to come after them in such a way?

The GrandMeister and Goblin Asuras were thinking over all possible explanations for what was happening before them but not a single explanation made any sense!

So they just gave up on thinking over the matter altogether. They were commanded by their king to exterminate the human before them, so that's what they were going to do. Whether the human was a wolf in sheep's clothing or a Heavenly never-before-seen genius was of no concern to them, they just had to follow their orders.

"What a lovely day for a stroll isn't it my lovely little- or should I say, Big green cloaked stalkers?!?!"

Azmond suddenly appeared behind the GrandMeister and 3 Asura Goblins without making a single sound as a Wide creepy grin appeared on his overly handsome features.

This sudden and silent movement of the little human boy before them left the 4 goblins backing up hundreds of meters before they even knew what they did.

"What The Hell?!? That Human boy is so Fast!"

GrandMeister Argas said with a dumbfounded look.

"How did he know we were there? Our cloaks are capable of hiding us from even An Early Golden Core Realm masters divine sense!"

One of the Goblin Asuras said with a look of bewilderment.

"Who knows and who cares?!? We have to retreat and reorganize our plans since the boy found us first!"

Another Goblin Asura said with a more focused look than the last two.

"Why are You running away Green piggies?? The fun is just getting started!"

Azmond's creepy smile now reached his ears... even his eyes started to follow in the same direction as his lips.

Azmond lunged forward as he left supersonic booms in his wake, aiming directly at the largest little piggie in the middle.

BOOooOMm* BOOoooOM*

Then a loud explosion was heard as Azmond directly grabbed the face of the unsuspecting GrandMeister Argas and launched him face-first into a nearby mountain.

BOoOOooOoOMM*

The backside of the mountain imploded outwards on impact as rock and debris flew up thousands of meters into the air and fell back down towards the earth like miniature meteorites that blasted holes in the forest surrounding the mountain.

The Front Side of the mountain where the now bloodied and bruised GrandMeister lay unconscious and subsequently became imprinted into, was on the verge of crumbling from the previous destruction.

"You survived that right Big Green piggie?! I wouldn't want my first strong enemy in this world to die in one hit, that wouldn't be very good now, would it??"

Azmond asked with obvious concern on his still-grinning face.

Azmond, like the kind Saint he was, let the first big Green piggie recover on the mountain while he played with the other 3 piggies.

"What the hell was that?!?" Asked one of the 3 Goblin Asuras.

"A Peak Core Formation Master knocked out cold with one move?!?"

Another Goblin Asura asked with Astonishment written all over his face.

A boy who looked no older than 12 years old One Shotting a Peak Core Formation Realm Cultivator would be a surprise to any sane person out there.

Not that the Goblin Asuras had any leisure time to understand what just happened as the Little Monster himself came flying toward them at breakneck speeds.

"Let's have some fun fighting to our heart's content, why don't we little green piggies?!?"

The Insane sounding voice of Azmond resounded across this entire section of the forest as even the nearby birds and insects started evacuating the area.

"Biggro, Sigfried, get in formation!! Let's teach this crazy little monster some manners!"

One of the Goblin Asuras whose name was Egen shouted to the other 2 Goblin Asuras called Biggro and Sigfried.

"Roger!!"

Both Biggro and Siegfried shouted in unison.

All 3 Goblin Asuras then got into a triangle-shaped formation around Azmond hundreds of meters apart from each other as Metal Qi elements started gathering in their hands and quickly expanded over 60 meters in height forming the shapes of huge long swords!

"Oh?"

The once-speeding Azmond slowed to a standstill as an amused look appeared on his handsome features.

"Finally something interesting! Come on!! show me More!! I want everything you got, no holding back!!"

The now-standing Azmond shouted to the 3 Asuras surrounding him on all sides with a look of glee on his usually smiling face.

"This HUMAN BOY is mocking us!! An inferior human is actually Mocking US?!? The Goblin Asuras of The Great and Mighty Goblin Kingdom?!?!? UnACCEPTABLE!!!!"

One of the Goblin Asuras shouted out loud what all of them were thinking with obvious hatred apparent in its raspy voice.

"TAKE THIS, INFERIOR HUMAN!!!"

The Same Goblin Asura who just shouted a second ago once again ran its throat dry as it and the other Goblin Asuras threw everything they had at Azmond.

3 100-meter large swords made of Metal elements that seemed to touch the heavens came crashing down from 3 different directions toward Azmond.

Azmond, now faced with this Apocalyptic event should definitely consider dodging out of the way right now... but he didn't, Azmond just stood there staring up at the 3 Heavenly swords heading right towards him with a happy smile on his face.

'Oh~ What a wonderful World I found myself reincarnated into~'

Azmond thought to

himself with a pleased and crazed look adorning his divine features.