9 THRONES

CHAPTER 13: HARD WORK

"Who?", asked Vann standing in shock.

Vann did not mind working hard for many years with the belief that he could become a cultivator someday, but if there was a faster path then Vann would not refuse.

However, over time, whether the age of Vann or Luna must increase. Therefore, if Vann took too long just to get through the test, Luna might have been with another man by then.

Looking at the excited Vann, his mother also did not waste any more time "Your father, I believe that man can help you join the cultivator academy without any problems".

"Dad?", said Vann slightly in disbelief "Is father actually a hidden cultivator?".

"Hahahahaha", hearing Vann's words, his mother laughed loudly "No, no, you're misunderstanding! Your father can't make you join forces as a cultivator, but your father's friends can. I don't know how your father got to know him, but a few years ago when we hadn't parted. All of a sudden there were a lot of your father's friends coming home, but I didn't know any of the guests".

"I suspect I happened to overhear their conversation a little, it seems that your father was familiar with a figure named the Millennium Emperor. I don't know who this Millennium Emperor is, but those who can earn the nickname Emperor aren't people who can be underestimated. Not only that, his other friends of the day were definitely no less important than this Millennium Emperor" Vann's mother said explaining her past a bit.

"Emperor of the Millennium?", said Vann curiously, he had heard this name from the Golden Flame Emperor and the Plant Emperor, yet Vann could not find any trace of the Millennium Emperor in any cultivator's history books. Even among the 15 Emperors, no one was named or had the title of Millennium Emperor. This made Vann think the Millennium Emperor might be just a nickname and not the real Emperor, but who would have thought his mother would call the Millennium Emperor also today "Mother, how does the Millennium Emperor face? Why have I never heard of his name in any history book regarding cultivators?".

"Vann, even though I am not a cultivator and only a businessman, I still understand some secrets" Mother Vann said smiling gently "You are my son so I don't mind telling you the information I just happened to get from my co-worker who is now already a slightly famous cultivator. People generally only know there are 15 Emperors in the world, but actually there are more to Emperors than that".

"Some other Emperors are hidden from the throne so that they can be their secret weapons in case of bad circumstances, so it is not strange that every throne holder has 1 or 2 Emperors that they keep secret. For this reason, the Millennium Emperor was most likely an Emperor who was kept secret by the throne holder as a hidden weapon. As for the face of the Millennium Emperor, I forgot! It seems like they all erased my memories of their faces before leaving, I just remembered the incident without knowing their faces anymore".

Vann couldn't help but become increasingly interested in "Why did you get to know such great people?".

"Your father's lucky! One day your father found a wounded man lying on the side of the road, he decided to take him home and heal the man. Who knew the person your father healed was the future Emperor, even though he was not yet the Emperor. That man was injured from being chased by monsters, if your father didn't give him timely treatment, he would have died. So that person felt very grateful, even that person introduced many of his friends to your father who was now already a great cultivator as well, that person had even introduced many of his friends to your father, who was now already a great cultivator as well, I happen to know this because I heard their stories when I came to our house first" Vann's mother explained.

"Father is really lucky!", Vann said with a sigh. How many people helped others on the side of the road and almost died, but it turns out that the person who helped became the Emperor in the future.

Vann sat back down before shaking his head with a bitter smile "Although father can help me, he definitely refused. After all father did not agree to me becoming a cultivator, it seems like I can only practice until there is an Emperor who recognizes my training".

Vann's mother stood up from her chair, they were ready to leave this place because they had finished their lunch.

As she was about to split up in front of the dining hall, Mother Vann spoke again "You might be right, your father does not agree if you become a cultivator. But I know very clearly the nature of your father first, he was very protective of you. The reason for that forbid you from becoming a cultivator is also to protect you, so you just need to keep working hard. As long as your father sees you never give up, I'm sure his stubbornness changes too. See you soon, Vann".

Vann looked at her mother who left carefully and bowed "Thank you, mother".

Seeing Vann's gratitude, his mother who had just opened the car door was shocked.

Then Vann's mother left in her car while Vann walked back home.

His mother had invited Vann to take him back home in a car, but Vann refused because he still had to go to the martial arts house to train again today.

What his mother said was right, he only needed to train hard until his father acknowledged the determination he had.

Although his father had never acknowledged him as a cultivator, someday an Emperor might acknowledge his hard work and decide to accept Vann.

Thinking about all these things, Vann further determined that he had to work hard as hard as possible.

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About another 4 months had already passed, the next cultivator test became closer.

As in previous days, Vann again practiced swinging his sword on the home field.

Now that Vann has passed the graduation exam from his school, therefore he has a long vacation to practice.

Different from 4 months ago, Vann's movement is now becoming sharper.

Even the muscles in his body became stronger, looking like bronze.

Unceasingly, Vann continued to swing his sword until it became dark.

Realizing it was time for dinner, Vann put his sword back to the side and returned home.

Vann's father, who was hiding in his room watching Vann train every day, had a headache.

At first he thought Vann must have given up after training to no avail, but who would have thought Vann would be even crazier.

When he finished learning the techniques of fighting in the martial house where he studied, Vann decided to learn boxing techniques, kicks and use other weapons.

This made Vann's father feel confused, why is this child so stubborn?