The legend of ice - Chapter 65

I left Midgard. It didn’t occur to me that I could fly in space with my dragon form. If it was before, I wouldn’t even dare to try that. However, as I said for like a million times, I wasn’t thinking clearly.

The victims of my anger were the poor deserted planets. Even though I was angry, I wasn’t that clouded that I would go destroy inhabited planets. So my target became the deserted ones, which crumbled to small rocks that drifted in space after they were hit by me.

Two months later.

My anger was still there, but it has been reduced to a very small degree. The anger dissipated like it was nothing, but I was unwilling to let it go.

Somehow, I managed to condense my anger into black balls that was the size of half a person. These balls were put into my bag of holding to be used later. If I absorbed a bit of anger from them in a hopeless battle, I would be able to activate the Blood World again.

Yes, that’s right, I noticed something about this strange technique of mine. It was created when I was extremely angry, so if I wished to trigger it when I am calm, it is impossible. I have to be angry.

After most of my anger was sealed away, I was able to think clearly again. I didn’t regret anything that I did to Emperor Sun, he deserved every bit of it. And the Red Lotus was going to pay a very nice price too.

However, at the very moment that I cleared up, I head Richard’s voice in my head. Apparently, he had been trying to contact me in those two months.

“Hasan, are you there? Can you hear me?” he said.

“What do you want?” I replied coldly.

“Oh finally, I was starting to think that something happened to you!”

“What. Do. You. Want?” I repeated with a colder tone.

“I want you to come back.”

“And?”

“We have to talk.”

“What is there to talk about?”

“Look, I know that you partially blame me for Tulip’s death. But we need to talk.”

“Yes, I do blame you for her death. Tell me, am I wrong in doing that?”

“Yes, because you don’t know the story.”

“Oh I imagine you have already fabricated a suitable story to cover for” -a swoosh and I appeared in Richard’s room-“your faults! I didn’t agree to come back.”

“We need to talk.”

“I said I didn’t agree to come back. What right do you think you have to bring me back against my will?”

“I am your true self, that’s the right that I have.”

“And that makes you think that you can do with me whatever you want?”

“Are you looking for a fight?”

“Yes!”

“You are not my match.”

“Oh you think so?” And just when I was about to absorb some of the anger I had stored to use the Blood World, Richard said, “Listen to the story first, if you are still not convinced, you can use your technique. Deal?”

“Go on, say what you want to say.”

“First of all, have you checked your cultivation?”

“Peak of the Sovereign stage.”

“Yes, quite strange, isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Aren’t you a little bit curious about how you reached this level of cultivation?”

“No.” That was a lie. I was interested.

“I’m going to explain anyways. I once heard that there is a way of cultivating that raises the level of power through feelings.”

“Internal cultivation.”

“Yes that’s what it is called. I believe that you don’t need to cultivate anymore. Just the experience of life will raise your power eventually. So the more you experience, the more powerful you will become.”

“Okay.”

“I really don’t know how can you be disinterested in such a thing.”

“Are you going to start your explanation or not? My patience has limits!”

“Okay okay I’ll start.” He took a deep breath and said,

“Once upon a time…”