Words of a Blew descending the mountain gradually spread throughout the upper class, stirring the once peaceful pond into a turbulent mess. Enemies of the Blew prepare their schemes, the ignorant tried to find out more, and the slightly clever ones waited for an opportunity.
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Just like that 2 years passed. It was the year 2200, Gran was now 20. For the past 2 years, he stayed in his apartment, practicing and researching the cultivation techniques with little success. With enough money in his bank to last him a long time, all he does every day was practice, practice, and practice. Although he had some interesting adventures and had a couple of flings, other than that nothing much really happened during these 2 years. Oh, he got himself a disciple too.
He thought that by teaching someone, he would better understand the techniques and find ways of improving them. He thought wrong. Now he is stuck with an annoying brat who wouldn't leave him alone. What an irresponsible teacher. But of course, it would not work, common people do not have the body to cultivate, and even if they do it'll be very hard for them without laying the proper foundations. Gran was too impatient, he didn't want to spend so many years and resources just to raise a cultivator. Not to mention, some secrets of the clan cannot be spread randomly.
*Bang bang bang* "Teacher I'm here for my lessons!" A cute girly sound cried out from outside his apartment door, followed by a sigh as Gran stopped his daily practice. It was a mistake to take in a disciple, but it was a bigger mistake to take in a female disciple! What was he thinking!
Guiding a disciple is not easy, especially when the teacher needs to correct the disciple's posture from time to time. Imagine how awkward it was for him when he found himself in that situation, what's worst, his disciple seems to be a pervert! What's with that foolish grin on her face! Be serious!
With a sigh, Gran opened the door and looked at the girl, she looked to be in her 20s, with a normal body without any exaggerated curves, an average size breast, and an above-average face. He found her crying outside a convenience store one day, and after poking his nose where he shouldn't her found out that she had been dumped. Deciding that she was the right guinea pi- umm deciding that she was worth teaching and sympathizing with her, he offered to teach her martial arts. At first, she was skeptical, what sort of nonsense this young fellow was spouting, trying to make fun of her when she was down? Not a chance!
Wanting to give the young fellow a taste of her own 'martial arts', she sent a crotch kick towards the heavenly jewels. Alas, Gran was no scammer, with a flick of his wrist, she found herself laying there with a sprained ankle. Embarrassed by his lack of control, he offered to carry her home, and from there it's history. The villain turned over a new leaf! Umm, wrong. The disciple discovered a hidden master!
Since then, 2 years have passed, and the teacher-disciple relationship blurred into something else, much to the dismay of Gran. Oftentimes, instead of practicing, the girl would rant about her day, or make some 'pose' for Gran to correct. With a loud smack, the pose was instantly corrected and the girl knelt down with an ashamed look.
"What do you want May. It's not Sunday, why are you here?" Gran asked with an irritated look on his face. The girl, May, ignored that look and peeped into the living room, only to be blocked by Gran's huge figure. "Hmmm, no signs of intrusion, check. No random lingerie, che-" boinkk, Gran fisted her head as she muttered weird stuff under her breath. "Stop it or scram." Gran threatened. "Okay, excuse the intrusion!" she ducked under the body of the big Gran and entered the apartment. He gotta admit she was quite the flexible one.
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Inside the large apartment, located on the 21st floor in the wealthy district, Gran sat there on his fluffy sofa made out of Jarsheep wool. Jarsheep's wool is a luxury amongst the upper class as it has a non-stick property, and is also really comfortable. Gran fell in love with it when he was shopping for furniture and bought it immediately. Not only that, he had carpet, towel, blanket, all made from the same wool, not forgetting the fluffy slippers May had slipped on when she entered the room.
"You really love Jarsheep wool huh?" May said as she made herself comfortable on another sofa made of wool, directly opposite Gran. "We didn't have this back on the mountain, I wonder why, my family must have poor taste," Gran said plainly, not caring to hide that he was from the mountains. "You always say you were born and raised in the mountains, but you never lack the air and grace of an aristocrat. What kind of mountain did you pop out from? Blue blood mountain? Hehe." May giggled as she thought her joke was funny, only to stop immediately when she saw the unamused eyes of her teacher.
"uhum" she cleared her throat and tried to sound serious as she began, "I had some problem with my martial arts and I would like you to have a look, maybe... correct some of my forms?" She ask, her voice fading away as she shyly looked at her teacher as she mentioned the last part. Black lines could be seen on Gran's face as he stood up and led the way to his training room, which is in fact the biggest room in the apartment.
As they passed the hallway, May saw pictures of Jarsheeps, both in adult and infant form. 'The only thing not perfect about this guy is his obsessiveness with Jarsheep, what kind of person would like an animal with a head bigger than their body and eyes as large as my mouth... And shouldn't one have pictures of his family instead of a family of Jarsheeps?' she sighed as she persuaded herself she could get used to living with him and accepting his flaws.
As they reached the training room, May immediately took off her clothes to reveal the sports bra underneath. she did some elaborate stretching that highlighted her figure, bending down while facing away from Gran so that her butt was sticking out. After the unnecessarily long stretching, she approached Gran with a smile and began accepting his teachings.
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"You should do it like this." Said a firm voice. "Like tha- ahhh~" a cute voice replied as she deliberately failed a couple of times while making weird sounds.
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"Stop moving so wide, stay firmly on the ground with your two feet apart." the voice was getting impatient. "Apart.. You want me to spread my legs apart like that? Ahhh~" Another attempt to seduce her teacher has failed.
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As Gran became more frustrated at his bold student, May was also reaching her limit, she was frustrated for all sorts of wrong reasons. 'I've been chasing him for 2 years now and he still won't touch me. We even shared a cup already. Why is he so dense!' May raged as sweat rolled down her face, making her a little bit more alluring. But not to Gran.
"You smell." was all he said.
"urghh ahhhhh" that was it, that was the final straw, she couldn't take it anymore. With a speed outside of Gran's expectations, she pounce on the dumbfounded figure, legs strapped around his waist as they fell to the floor together. Gran came back to his senses and questioned flusteredly, "When have I taught you grappling move?" "In my dreams you dense fool! We were naked!" May yelled as she tried prying off the soaked shirt from Gran's unholy body, feeling the muscles beneath it, she grew increasingly motivated. But, all of the sudden.
*BOOM*
A wave of something hit both of them as they were on the floor. May immediately fell unconscious as Gran felt something running rampant inside his body. The whole building shook as the lights flickered, turning into all sorts of colors not possible for the price he paid for them.
Gran ignored the unease in his body as he crawled towards the floor-to-ceiling window, only to be stunned by what he saw.
Chaos. The apocalypse is here.