Rebirth Of The Betrayed Emperor

Money Problems

Kael sighed, collapsing on his bed the instant he got back to his room. Now, there was an endless stream of problems.

He had planned to just find a way to cultivate quietly until he was strong enough again.

But that didn't seem to be happening any time soon. He had been challenged to a duel in five years.

And for cultivators, five years was nothing. Apart from that, he had the issue of his cracked soul consciousness that he had to deal with.

It was only after dealing with that would he be able to cultivate. This was truly a sticky situation.

Thinking about it, Kael sighed and sat cross-legged on the bed. Since he was already in it, he might as well actively look for a solution.

Closing his eyes, he began to search his memories for a solution. He had experience with all kinds of things and even once dealt with souls in the past.

But it was very limited compared to other fields. So, he had to think well if he wanted to find a solution.

Time was ticking, and the five-year timeline was like a ticking time bomb. He needed to take things step by step; lamenting wouldn't do him any good.

“Damn it!” Kael muttered, his eyes flashing open after about an hour. He had searched his memories relentlessly, but he couldn't find even a single method.

All those he found either took too much time or required resources that this clan would never be able to afford.

Not to talk of affording it; they would have never heard of it.

Kael frowned slightly, unwilling to give up. There had to be something, right? He couldn't continue this way.

“Seems like I would have to take this risk,” Kael mused, a glint flashing in his eyes.

Though the technique was rather unreliable, he had no other choice.

Preparing to start, Kael closed his eyes and was about to begin when, all of a sudden, it struck him.

The requirement for that Divine Grade technique was a damaged soul.

The moment Kael remembered this, his eyes shot open and a smile spread slowly across his face.

His disciples had betrayed him all for this Divine Grade technique. Techniques were divided into grades: Mortal Techniques, Spirit Techniques, Earth Techniques, Heaven Techniques, King Techniques, Saint Techniques, Emperor Techniques, and Divine Techniques.

And each of these techniques was further classified into low, mid, and high.

The soul technique was a high-level Divine Grade, which was one of the reasons his disciples coveted the technique so much.

But then, he hadn't told them why he had refused them. It was simply because it had just two main requirements.

One, the soul had to be heavily damaged, unable to attempt normal paths of cultivation.

Second, the soul had to be pure and tenacious. Else, under the overwhelming power of the technique, they would fall and crumble if they were unable to withstand it.

Knowing his disciples and their greed and ambitions, he didn't tell them anything about the requirements and simply told them it wasn't suitable.

Who would have thought this would ignite their greed even more? In the end, they poisoned him and used the tribulation lightning to end his life.

But then again, he had to thank them for using the tribulation lightning against him. If they hadn't done that, maybe his soul would have never been damaged, thereby directly meeting the most harsh requirements.

Sucking in a deep breath, Kael closed his eyes, remembering the name of the technique. It was called...

Eternal Void Soul Scripture.

And unlike the normal path of cultivation, it focused on cultivating the soul by first creating a Soul Origin Core similar to the Core Formation Realm.

Instead, his core would be in his soul. If one wanted to really cripple him, they would have to destroy the core within his soul, which would be pretty impossible.

Cultivating that way would slowly repair his soul and further strengthen it, making it unrivaled.

And the interesting part was that he would be able to use both Qi attacks and soul attacks directly targeting souls. His Qi supply would come from the Soul Origin Core.

And if someone tries to attack his soul, well, it wouldn't be that easy to breach his defenses.

Thinking about all these, Kael grinned. As for how he had remembered every single detail, in the past, he had taken his time studying the technique.

Even though he wasn't able to cultivate it back then, he had taken a fair amount of his time to study it; otherwise, he wouldn't be in this situation now.

Pushing all that to the back of his mind, Kael closed his eyes and began to circulate the technique once again, this time directly targeting his sea of consciousness.

But the next second, a massive pain exploded in his body, and he felt as if his body would crumble.

Every fiber and muscle in his body rocked in pain.

Kael collapsed onto the bed, unable to do anything about the pain, and could only groan while waiting for it to disappear.

After about a minute or two, which felt like a year to Kael, the pain finally stopped and Kael came back to his senses.

Wiping away the sweat on his forehead, Kael frowned slightly, wondering where things had gone wrong.

He just couldn't understand what was happening. He was sure he did it right. Also, he met the requirements.

Not only that, his sea of consciousness seemed to look better just after a single circulation.

Yet, his body seemed to scream in pain, as though it were going to crumble.

The scripture didn't mention any pain like this, right? He was sure he had everything ready and done.

So what was happening? Where could he have gone wrong?

The problem was no longer his soul, rather his body. It seemed to want to crumble, as though it were unable to withstand the force of the soul residing within.

And then it hit him. He finally remembered.

Right at the end of the Scripture, it mentioned that the body mustn't be weaker than the soul.

If the body was weaker, then it would crumble under the enormous pressure and the soul would need to find a new body.

To prevent this, there was only one way: walk the path of body cultivators.

Kael took in another breath of fresh air. So now, he was stuck walking the path of both body cultivation and soul cultivation.

This meant his journey would be far more tedious than it was in the past. Walking two paths at once?

He was probably the first to dare such a thing.

Kael sighed and began to search his memories again. Though he wasn't a body cultivator in his past life, he did have quite some experience regarding it.

Besides, he had collected some techniques regarding body cultivation, and their levels were not low either.

Also, body cultivators were rare, as people would refer to them as brutes. Apart from that, the path was filled with constant pain from refining the body in an attempt to make it stronger.

Shaking his head, Kael didn't bother with those small things. He wasn't afraid of pain. He never was. So, it was useless thinking about that.

“Found you,” he grinned, remembering the technique he was looking for.

It was an Emperor-grade technique called the Heaven Forged Body Manual. With this and the Eternal Void Soul Scripture, he would have a pretty smooth journey.

Now, it was time to start. He needed to get rid of the impurities in this body, then connect the severed meridians before finally beginning to temper it.

There was quite a whole lot to do.

Standing up from the bed, Kael called, “Riley!”

“Yes, Young Master,” the maid waiting outside for Kael immediately answered and rushed into the room.

“Get me a parchment, ink, and a brush,” Kael commanded.

“Huh?” The maid froze, sneaking a glance at Kael.

The young master had never written anything, and now he suddenly wanted to write?

“Do you need me to repeat myself?” Kael's cold voice came, pulling the maid out of her thoughts.

“Forgive my impudence, Young Master,” the maid bowed, apologizing before rushing out of the room.

A few minutes later, she was back with the items Kael requested.

Picking up the brush, Kael dipped it into the ink and began to write.

Minutes later, he was done and handed the parchment to the maid.

“Get me everything on this list,” he said, standing up, wanting to prepare to do other things.

But the maid stood, biting her lips as she scanned the parchment in her hands.

“Young Master.....” she stuttered, hesitating to talk...

“What's wrong?” Kael raised his brows, turning around, wondering what was wrong.

“We don't have the money to buy all these!”

“What about the 500 gold coins with you?” Kael asked back rather instinctively, as he remembered the original owner gave the maid about 500 gold coins.

“Have you forgotten, Young Master? You've spent it all....” the maid answered slowly, daring not to meet Kael.

“Spent it all?” Kael frowned slightly, trying to understand what she meant.

And then it struck Kael. Indeed, the original owner had used all of the money on gambling, partying, and in brothels.

What a headache. He had totally forgotten about this concept of money. Back at his peak, money was nothing but just a burden.

If he needed anything, he could just exchange it for equivalent treasures from others.

But now, he needed money if he wanted to advance. How was he going to do it?

He didn't want to ask his father or mother. He wasn't the type to rely on someone else. Besides, the clan was in a bit of trouble, and asking his parents would be a bit too much.

Though they wouldn't refuse him, he absolutely didn't want that.

If that was the case, then how would he get the money? He had to think of a way.

“Young Master, what should we do?” the maid broke the silence, pulling Kael back from his thoughts.

“Should I ask the Master or the Madame?” she continued, rather slowly.

“No, I will....”

“Brother.....” A cheerful voice came at the moment, interrupting Kael as a female figure walked into the room.