"It's bad. Your ki is chaotic and violent. It not only increases rapidly but the very nature of your ki is problematic. Ki is part of one's self but yours strangely rebels against your control, that's why all new ki is trying to destroy your body before you can reign it in. As I suspected even if you were able to constantly strengthen your body to match your ki, the ki would always struggle against you. So first you have to be able to make it truly your own. Then we can fix your constant increase problem."
"But why would it rebel against me?"
'Again, with my ki. Ugh. I thought I already had it under control when I fused the fragments in me. Seems like I somehow messed up. But how?'
"I don't know but that's exactly what you need to find out to make it your own. You have to trace it back until you find the problem. Try to circulate your ki into the depths where you don't have any control. You should be able to find the source of it."
As the city lord said, Broly sat cross-legged onto the ground and circulate his ki throughout his body, until he met resistance. It was in the center of his body where he fused the fragments. He could only vaguely perceive what his center was. It shined in a green light and sent out energy which attacked the cells in his body. The ones who survived the attack started shining from the energy in a green hue. He could tell that those were undergoing a mutation. They were giving off a tremendous amount of power as they evolved. Those were his S-cells!
'No wonder other Saiyans wouldn't be able to achieve this form, since the cells needed were completely different. If my ki wasn't so violent, there would be probably much more cells brimming with energy, mutating into S-cells. Now it also makes sense why Saiyans with a gentle spirit had more S-cells. Their ki wouldn't be so violent and the cells could take in the energy easier and the reason stronger Saiyans had more was that their whole body was brimming with ki.
With a higher amount of ki a mutation would be inevitable. Explains why I still aren't a Super Saiyan. Well at least I can fix it now.'
Broly tried to send more into it but it was like he threw an egg against a brick wall. All of his ki was annihilated the moment it came into contact with the center.
2 days later he still tried to pry deeper into his center, but he couldn't make any progress, no matter what method he used. He was currently sitting cross-legged in one of the trainings room with 200g. Surprisingly it possessed a gravity chamber which went up to 1000g if you based the measurements on the gravity of earth.
Anyhow, he was contemplating about how to get into the center and reign it in. If he succeeded, he wouldn't have to worry about the destructive nature of his ki. He could then concentrate on training his body to prevent the ki to overflow and work on becoming a Super Saiyan.
As he was thinking, he thought about ways to get into the source. Suddenly it hit him, the very first lesson from the city lord was about increasing your ki by meditation. Since Broly never needed to increase his ki manually, he dismissed this method, but it was simple actually. He didn't have to move his ki into the source but could just generate his own ki inside the source.
With that in mind he went on to increase his ki via meditation and tried to use his inner eye to perceive what the problem is. Although he wasn't very proficient with his inner eye, he could vaguely make some things out. He perceived 3 different parts in his center. One part was the constantly growing green energy which was trashing around as it flew out of the center.
Another part was a black pearl, completely unfazed by the violent green energy. It wasn't giving off any kind of aura, but it was still undoubtedly there and Broly was somehow aware of it.
And lastly his energy as it increased at a moderate pace but the moment it made contact with the green energy. It seemed to be devoured by it until he lost the connection.
Phuuu.
'It seemed I didn't do a good job fusing the fragments after my birth. Rather than fusing I only encased them into my center. Apparently, the original soul still has a remnant inside, the black pearl is probably something from the darkness and I myself have basically no control of this place. Undoubtedly the original soul and mine tried to fight over control. In the end I managed to imprison the remnant and basically gave it control over the inner workings of my ki. Great.
It originates from the remnant, making it foreign ki. No wonder it starts to destroy my cells.
Fortunately, it doesn't have control outside of it, I can reign the ki slowly in. The only reason why my cells can even absorb them is likely due the toughness of a Saiyan.
And what about the pearl? Argh. I can't tell. I will have to deal with my current problems first. As it doesn't do anything it is not important right now, I have to figure out how to take over control! Maybe. Maybe I will just do the same that the remnant did and devour him!'
The next few weeks Broly went on with the same routine. He woke up attended the lessons, as there may be other useful knowledge to help him. After that he spend the whole time in the gravity chamber in meditation. Only ever came out to eat for dinner.
As a surprise for Broly, he saw Cana and Dremo, the draco in class as well. It seemed that the city lord had taken liberty to take two more disciples, as he would have taken in Buiko and Noyd from his own race anyway. He thought it would be good to take in two more good seedlings. Cana of course fell into that category as her power level jumped up for a short moment in one of her fights, garnering the city lords' interest.
Broly was getting more and more pissed at Cana. It only inflated Cana's ego since the city lord had taken her in regardless of the result of the tournament. It only fed the idea that she was something special. It didn't help her ego that she was getting stronger through the teachings as well.
The others still had a good relationship with her, as they thought she was joking around like Broly or Taro. Broly knew that that wasn't the case but right now he had more important problems than a brat.