'Wait, I have an idea. Isn't his father important to him?' A thought finally struck him.
"What the hell are the mission details?"
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| Current Missions |
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| - Did You See Him? |
|-Details: Defeat Mike Teuto in front |
| someone he cares about. |
| - Prize: Stealing 10% of his Fate |
| - Progress: 90% |
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'Oh, it's nearly done, I only need a bit more!'
With renewed vigor, Glottis joined Donny in kicking the boy on the ground. One kick, two kicks, one groan, two groans.
"Haha, maybe I should open that coffin to let your father see how pathetic his son is!" Glottis was getting drunk on the sensation of control.
*Ding*
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| Mission Complete |
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| - Did You See Him? |
|-Details: Defeat Mike Teuto in front |
| someone he cares about. |
| - Prize: 29 Fate Points |
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The moment the fate points were transferred, Mike felt a huge sense of loss. He attributed it to Glottis' threat, and his fury rose to new heights.
"I WILL KILL YOU!"
His aura blasted and an explosion sent both Glottis and Donny a few meters away.
"Argh!"
Glottis screamed in pain, it was the third time today he suffered. It was one of his worst birthdays yet.
"Fuck, he is using a secret technique!" Donny cursed. "Boys, take him down!"
Mike stood up, ignoring the many wounds and injuries on his body. His face was distorted in rage, and he emanated a thick killing intent. He gazed straight at Glottis, marking him as his first target.
'Secret Technique?' Glottis got cold feet as soon as he saw Mike stand up. He already faced him head-on once, and he knew he didn't want to do it again. 'Right, the gun!'
"Haha, do you think you can do anything against me because of a secret technique? What are you going to do now?" Glottis took out the pistol his brother gave him and aimed it at Mike. The latter did not move; he only looked at Glottis with disdain.
"That's right, can't move from fear?" The young master misidentified the disdain as fear, "Kneel and beg for mercy and I might let you go."
"Glottis, this gun is not enough, he is at the second stage! His body is strengthened!" Donny shouted in anxiety, making Glottis widen his eyes in fear.
"It's too late!"
Mike dashed toward Glottis, intending to kill him right then and there. He started with a punch to the guts, making his nemesis collapse on his knees.
"We won't let you!"
Ten guys equipped with clubs surrounded them, and two cultivators of the first stage joined the fray first. Mike blocked the clubs with his bare arms, and delivered a long round kick that sent both of Donny's men flying with broken jaws.
Two others took their place. Mike ducked under one swing and grabbed the wrist of the other, with a quick pull, he sent him crashing into the third man to attack. The attacks still came; one man tried to break his kneecap, but Mike raised his leg slightly, letting it hit his shin instead. His face revealed pain for a moment before he punched the attacker in the face, sending him a few meters away with a broken nose and some teeth missing.
*SCREECH!*
A black car stopped by Glottis' side with a drift.
"Come in!" The door was opened swiftly and a man pulled Glottis without any gentleness in. Before Glottis was even fully inside, the car took off at full speed.
"COME BACK HERE, I WILL FREAKING KILL YOU!" Mike screamed as he watched the two young masters escape. He could only take out his anger on the remaining thugs.
'Ah... I'm out of time...' Mike thought as his technique ended and he collapsed on the ground, passed out.
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"Sir, shouldn't we intervene? The citizens expect the police to take care of such situations."
Two policemen stood at a street corner not far away. At first, they thought it was a real car accident and rushed to help, but when they realized it was an underworld quarrel, they stopped.
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"No, thanks. There are a few cultivators there, they will just beat the crap out of us," the senior stopped the rookie from making a mistake.
"Should we call for backup? We can use the guns, too," the junior didn't give up. He was filled with righteousness; he wanted to keep the streets safe.
"No, don't be an idiot. Look at these cars, those people are at the top of the food chain. We don't want them to target us."
"But the poor boy, those shameless thugs are ganging up on him! What if he dies because we didn't intervene?"
"What poor boy? Don't believe his exterior appearance. How can a normal boy be that strong? He looks like he is still in high school!" The older policeman explained, irritated by his junior's naivety.
"Sir, are you saying he must have a powerful master or background?"
"Exactly, and people who dare beat him up should have a background just as frightening."
With that, the two decided to watch the show without butting in until the last moment.
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A girl was walking by. She was there by chance; she did not know that Mike's father died, nor that Mike was there. When she saw the hearse, she considered going and saying a few words of consolation but hesitated when she remembered Mike's enemy.
*BOOM*
Just when she made up her mind to do the right thing and be polite, the car 'accident' happened, and the brawl took place. When she saw the men behind it, she thanked god for her hesitation and watched from a safe distance.
"He lost... He is strong, but in the end, he is only one. He can't fight all this money and resources," she muttered to herself when she saw the boy collapse.
Sheela sighed and took out her phone. She dialed the emergency number and called an ambulance. When they arrived, the young woman gave them some vague details about a street fight and escorted Mike to the hospital. He had missed his father's funeral.
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*Ding!*
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| Hidden Mission Complete |
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| Don't You Care About Your Dad? |
| -Details: Make Mike Teuto |
| miss his father's funeral. |
| - Prize: Aid in breaking through |
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Glottis was too unconscious to hear the notification. Donny took him straight home where a private doctor already waited for him. His condition was stabilized quickly with the best medicine and treatment money could offer, and they left him in his room to rest.
The woman from the morning was long gone; Annie chased her out despite Glottis' permission to let her sleep in. After all, Annie wanted to go to school and she couldn't leave an unknown woman alone in the mansion.
While Glottis was sleeping, Qi was sucked into his body at rapid speed. He had no idea how to do it, and his aptitude was way too low to achieve something like that on his own, but the system did it for him. Constructed by eight of the most powerful entities in the universe, it could easily boost one tiny mortal.
His meridians were opened and his dantian was filled with energy. The Qi flow helped the regeneration process of his body, aiding the treatment and pills he received to heal his injuries.
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Leo watched his brother resting in his bed before sighing and leaving the room. He did not expect the boy whom Glottis targeted to be that powerful. According to the descriptions, Leo himself would have to go all out to be toe-to-toe with Mike, and that was when the latter was already severely wounded.
'I don't know how he could get that strong, he might have someone powerful behind him. It's better to consult with Father before I do anything, he might know more than me,' Leo thought to himself. He shook his head when he thought about going to his father.
Leo knew that while he was more like his mother, Glottis was a spitting image of their father, Thane. Their parents were separated, and the only reason Leo lived with Thane was that his mother was too strict and only cared about cultivation.
He climbed the stairs to the fourth floor where he knew he'd find his father. There were beautiful artworks on the walls, each costing enough money to change a normal person's life. However, he ignored all the sights on his way, concentrating on the clapping sounds he expected to hear.
When he stepped into the fourth floor, it happened.
*Clap* *Clap* *Clap*
"Ah..." Leo took a deep breath and let it out. He went straight to the room the clapping came from and knocked on the door.
"Father, it's me," Leo shouted loud enough to be heard through the noise.
"Is it urgent? I'm in the middle of something," the answer wasn't too late to come.
Leo pursed his lips in annoyance and opened the room, seeing his father mounting on top of a naked blond girl in her twenties.
"I told you, Father, stop wasting your time and money on gold diggers," Leo said in exasperation.
*CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP*
"AH!" "AH!" "AH!"
"She isn't a gold digger, she really cares about me. Right, Cathrine?"
"RIGHT! I LOVE YOU, DADDY!"
*CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP*
"AH!" "AH!" "AH!"
Leo's killing intent started leaking when the two continued their activities without paying any attention to his presence. "Oh really, how much did you pay for the purse she asked you for?" asked the son.
"Only twenty grands, and it was a fur coat. I told you, we have a real connection this time."
*CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP*
"AH!" "AH!" "AH!"
"NO YOU DON'T, AND GIRL YOU BETTER FUCK OFF BEFORE I TAKE YOUR HEAD OFF!" Leo lost his temper and screamed, making Thane stop in surprise. The girl glanced at him in worry for a moment.
"It's fine, you can go. I lost the mood anyway," Thane sighed and turned to his eldest son. "So, what is so urgent you have to stop this old man in one of his rare moments of respite?"
"Rare moments my ass, you screw more girls than Glottis," Leo spat. The blond girl grabbed her clothes and a fancy fur coat as she rushed outside, squeezing herself into the space between Leo's frame and the door.
"Whatever."
"Glottis is unconscious, he got thrashed in a fight against someone," Leo reported the issue after a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
"What is the problem?" Thane frowned when he heard the news. If it was just bringing the news that Glottis was injured, Leo wouldn't force himself to go through seeing his father bang a young girl. It only meant one thing, there was something else.
"The problem is that Glottis attacked that boy alongside Donatello Jarr, who is at the Qi Consolidation stage, and ten thugs. Glottis had six cultivators by his side, and they even crashed into their target with a car before the fight started, meaning he was injured all over."
"So, Glottis picked up a fight with a cultivator?" Thane still did not get the problem. His son could easily rally up dozens of cultivators to take care of the problem. Cultivators needed money just like normal humans. Well, perhaps a bit more, but money was never an issue in the Sonora household.
"Not just a cultivator. He is only 18 years old and already at the Foundation Establishment stage."
"Oh, you could have just opened with that. Tell me the kid's name and I will send someone to check his background."
"Mike Teuto. And please cover that thing when you talk to me. You two are the same," Leo added the last remark with disgust.
"My eyes are up here, you don't have to look," answered his father before getting up from the bed and turning around to get his pants, letting Leo have a good look at his buttocks.
"Two idiots." Leo closed the door behind him and left.
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In a hospital, a young man opened his eyes after a full night of treatment. Above him, he saw the face of a beautiful ginger lady.
"Master, you came," Mike choked on his words from the pain.
"I just gave you a few pills to stabilize your condition faster. You will be in peak condition within a week. I told you to choose carefully when to use the secret technique, it could have spelled your doom."
"I'm sorry, Master. They humiliated my dead father, and I just... I couldn't take it."
"It's fine, get some rest. You can come for some training when you get better."
"Yes, Master." Mike remained lying in his room, staring at the white ceiling. 'I can't let Master down. She is always so lonely yet she cares about me so much. I will make her mine.'
Ever since he met his master, he fell in love with her. He swore that he'd make her his one day. One day, when he would be strong enough to protect her and repay for everything she gave him.