Wolfstein castle inside a room with a barrier avoiding everyone to interrupt, there was a young boy swinging a wooden sword while he avoided light beams that seemed to appear out of nowhere.
"Huff…. Ha...ha", Aster gasped while sweat ran down his upper body, it has been a year since his mother started training him and he still has a hard time believing that his kind mother could be so harsh during his training, since the day of his awakening his mother made him work until he was about to faint while cheering him up.
Even if aster was exhausted, he never complained because he understood that in this world strength is everything, if you are weak, then you will be trampled by others, and all his hard work rewarded him when he broke through the middle stage of the nascent soul realm, Lilia was happy but after she congratulated him, she doubled the difficulty of his training.
Aster wanted to cry but he had no time for it, this last year his day consisted of training in the morning, taking common sense classes about the world of cultivation at noon, and cultivating until dinner time, it was as if he has turned into a machine but thanks to that he learned a lot of things that were not in the books of the library.
The first thing his mother taught him was the type of cultivators that existed:
Regular cultivators or what could be considered the most common type of cultivator, this group consisted of all the people that joined an academy, sect or family in order to reach higher realms, they will offer their services and loyalty to the organization they joined and in exchange they will receive resources, power and status depending on their contributions, for example in an academy they could become teachers once their period as students finished, in a sect they could become elders, deacons or hall masters etc.
Evil cultivators were the second group, it consisted on all those who used other humans as resources for cultivation, one of the most hated types were the corpse cultivators because they would kill people to make their corpse puppets, not only that but they would even raid the ancestral tombs of other clans to refine the death energy that the dead bodies would accumulate through the years to accelerate their cultivation speed.
Lastly rogue cultivators consisted on all those who did not join an organization properly, they would often work as mercenaries or guest elders, the main difference between them and regular cultivators was that they would never accept any condition that would bind them as they valued freedom more than anything, instead they would form their own groups and accept temporal jobs that the organizations would publish on a guild like collecting herbs or escorting someone while they travel etc.
pan,da n<0,>v,el Those three types were the main divisions that existed, while there might be other types, they would be a subdivision of those three.
Swinging his sword to deflect an attack from the spiritual array his mother set up on the training room, Aster finally finished his training time of the day, when he was about to leave the room, his mother appeared in front of him.
"Just in time, I wanted to take a bath and you need to clean your body before our class, so let's go in together", Lilia did not have time to drag Aster to the bathroom when they heard the maids screaming and a lot of noise coming from the corridor.
They both left the room and made their way through the large number of maids who surrounded the origin of the scream they heard, once they reached their destiny, they saw Alice who had a disgusted and hostile expression on her face and on the ground in front of her there was a boy afew yers older than Aster covering his crotch with his hands while crying.
Lilia approached Alice and asked her.
"What happened here?".
Alice turned to see her mother and said in a cold tone.
"This piece of trash had bad intentions towards me, I was on my way to the training room to see you and Aster and he was following me, when I asked him what was he doing he tried to touch my hands while arguing that he liked me and that he was the son of the patriarch and only heir of this family, so that he could give me anything I wanted as long as I became his girlfriend".
When Aster heard that, he almost lost it.
"How dare this idiot try something with my Alice" he thought.
While he was still too young to have a relationship with a woman, in his heart he already considered both Lilia and Alice as his future wives, during all this time he has always been aware of them as members of the opposite gender, at first he felt a bit guilty for that but little by little that feeling disappeared, they always cared for him, they worried when he felt depressed or frustrated so how could he not reciprocate such kind feelings.
He reincarnated, so he wasn't completely Lilia's son nor Alice's brother, still the closeness he felt due to the original owner of this body was still there, along with the fact the he has always done everything with them from sleeping to bathing his heart was not made out of stone.
At first, he only had plans for Lilia but he noticed that Alice seemed to have a weakness for him as she was always kind and affectionate to him, not only that but she will for sure grow to be a beauty like her mother, Aster wasn't an idiot to let others take them away.
Before Lilia could speak Isaac appeared along with a woman that Aster thought looked average, she had long brown hair and brown eyes, she was wearing a blue dress and there were traces of make up on her face, when she saw the boy laying on the ground she started yelling.
"My son what happened to you!!, who did this just tell me and I will make sure to make them suffer ten times whatever pain they caused to you".
Isaac had a bad premonition when he saw Lilia standing there with an indifferent look on her face.
"Does this woman know what I have been planning?" he thought and at the same time he started to feel cold all over his body
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