*Boom!*
A man landed in the ring kicking up a dust storm, it was an old man with what would be long silvery hair, but it neatly tied in a bun he had an extremely long beard going down to his feet and the wore the robes of an elder.
"Oh no it's Elder Fang!"
"Go no further youngster, this grandpa here refuses to let you even take a peek at that book!" says the Elder.
"Why's that Elder?" asked Ken Hai and the old man's faced twisted into a large scowl as his cultivation of tenth of Martial Grandmaster leaked out.
"Because you've desecrated our ten thousand year sword arts! How dare you this ancestor such a question you unfilial brat!" shouted the old man his power causing shockwaves.
"Great Elder Fang, I didn't mean to make you mad or to spit on your sects art. For that I apologize. I should've taken it up with your sect Lord if it was okay to alter your art." replied Ken Hai.
Truthfully it was wrong of him to alter the sects art without permission, honestly it would be like going into some country and tell them that all their traditions were wrong and they immediately stop, especially when it's done no harm.
Elder Fang raised his head harrumphed. 'Hmph! This youngster has quite the tongue! Fine I'll leave him be for now.'
Ken Hai then turned to the Sect Lord. "Sect Lord Xiong, may I have permission to create the Tyrant Fist Style?" asked Ken Hai.
The Sect Lord quirked an eyebrow, but decided to give Ken Hai his permission. "You may, but you are not allowed to spread out technique outside the sect, am I clear." said the man with a serious tone in his voice.
Ken Hai nodded.
...
It's a been a few hours and Si Kong has finally mastered every one of the new Tyrant Fist Techniques.
Right now Ken Hai and Si Kong were in his courtyard which was the size of three football fields. Said field was littered with craters it looked liked a war zone.
"Hahahaha! To think I'd be able to master these techniques!" said Si Kong as he gripped his fist. His clothes were littered with dirt and looked tattered.
"Heh! I'm glad you liked them. It seems I did a good job then." said Ken Hai who had a smile on his face.
To tell the truth he was impressed, when it comes to hand to hand combat Si Kong is no joke. He easily mastered the Tyrant Fist Style in a manor of hours.
"Master Ken Hai I have to thank you." said the Sects Lord son as he bowed to Ken Hai. "Thank you for making me able to use our family's sword with these fist of mine, it was truly a blessing to be able to meet you."
"No problem. Don't sweat it would be a waste for you not be able to use your family's art in some shape or form."
"I see, from now on I'd like us to be sworn brothers!" said Si Kong with a large smile.
"Really? I already have another sworn brother, but another should be fine."
"Of course a sworn brother of yours is a sworn brother of mine!"
That night Si Kong brought out Ken Hai for drinks.
...
Ken Hai sat in an office chair, he was currently scrolling through a number of floating screens infront of his face, he took a sip of his hot coco. He had Fenrir on his lap he stroked the wolf's back, said wolf released a whine of relief.
"It seemed everything is ready." he placed down his cup.
It was time now.
...
Business as usual was going in Dragon Wing City, well by business, I mean the currently active night bars and the red light district.
Drunken cultivators getting into fights, cultivators having their usual dick measuring contests, their dicks being their cultivation levels.
However a peculiar thing happened, under every single mortal a little formation appeared however it was invisible to everyone so no one saw anything peculiar, in the city and the little villages nearby, every mortal seemingly disappeared.
In a completely white expansion hundreds thousands of people of people appeared, they were shocked they didn't know what happened.
"What happen how am I here!" said a man.
"Mother are you okay?" said a little girl who hugged her mother who was barely clinging on to life.
Panic then began to ensue, as everyone wanted to know where they were, some wondered if they were dead. Some noticed that everyone here was a mortal.
Those few then began to wonder did they truly die and was it because of their worthlessness, is that all the mortals are here, did they have no true value to the world that the heavens smited them all.
"*Ahem!*" said voice using a false cough, everyone looked forward as a youngman there wearing a tight black upper body shirt and jeans.
He had dark hair as black as night which was tied in a ponytail which was supported by a beautiful jade hair pin. It looked to be belong to a woman, but somehow it made more appealing to the especially with his golden which had few hints of orange in it.
"My name is Ken Hai, I'm a cultivator." Hearing this they all became alarmed.
What would a cultivator want with them? They were all worthless.
"It seems some of your are terrible medical condition. I'll help with that." said Ken Hai.
Immediately reploids came out some looked like a standard robot and others were humanoid they were female.
"Please don't be alarmed they are all doctors, they will make sure to take care of all who's injured, if you have any injuries or diseases please speak up." said Ken Hai.
However one brave mortal stepped up, it was an old man.
"Dear mighty cultivator forgive this foolish one. But can I ask why did you summon us all?" asked the old man.
"Old man Feng!" said a younger mortal about thirteen in age, his name was Dai. Simply he was thrown out of his clan and into the mortal slums because he was born a mortal. He was raised by Feng many mortal children were.
Dai was currently worried, because even the simplest of offences from a mortal can set off a cultivator. Many of his friends have died due to this, some even had worse fates.
Contrary to belief a kind smile appeared on Ken Hai's face. "It's simple, I've made a pill that allows a mortal to cultivate."
Hearing this every mortals eye's widened, Ken Hai spoke through a speaker so everyone of the mortals could hear him.
That was a heaven defying object!
"But what about us with a broken cultivation?" asked an ex-cultivator.
"I haven't made a pill for that, but I do have a procedure which may be able help." Hearing this they could feel a little bit of hope.
Some of the ex-cultivators decided they would lick Ken Hai's boots even better than their pet dogs!
"Though I haven't answered your question haven't I. Well I originally made this pill for a mortal girl I saved once." He paused a pained look appeared on his face.
"A cultivator killed her parents, I managed to save her. But by then the bastard has already defiled her." said Ken Hai anger flashing on his face. The mortals all released a sigh.
This was reality for them, wives had to give up their bodies and father's had to sell their daughters.
"Did you know what her words were to after i saved her were? They were 'Us mortals we can't cultivate so it's better for us just to die. This is normal'." he calmly paraphrased.
"This shouldn't be normal! This is barbaric! Your all humans too aren't you! Just because a because a bunch high and mighty assholes can absorb a bit energy in their body doesn't mean your immediately worthless!" he shouted veins bulged from his head.
Some mortals teared up, they were frustrated, tired and angry. They don't know how many times they had to swallow their rage and frustration.
A second later Ken Hai released a sigh. "I apologize for my earlier out burst. I'll continue now. So I made those pill, which I called the Martial Awakening pill. Normally when a person makes what you call a heaven defying object, they either horde it or sell it.
But I refused to horde it and I especially refuse to sell it, if I did many clans and sects would kidnap mortals in droves, force feed you the pills and breed you like cattle to just to bolster their forces. They already take your children of they show the ability to cultivate."
Many mortals hugged their loved ones or held them a bit tighter, they all believed this. No one would be safe. After all they couldn't fight back that would be suicide.
"So I decided I would make a country that would end the needless cruelty of the cultivation world. I'm not trying to make perfect utopia, that is impossible. If you wish not join I respect your decision, you don't have to worry as no harm will come to those who reject my offer, though your memories of this event will disappear" he told them without hesitation old man Feng bowed and cupped his fist.
"I will follow you Lord Ken Hai!" said the old man, those who could bow bowed and they all had began saying similar things.
"We will follow you for the rest of our lives Lord Ken Hai!"
"Long live Emperor Ken Hai!"
"I praised you Emperor Ken Hai."
"Sorry to disappoint you all, but the
country I'm making isn't going to be ruled by a monarch, I'm not making Kingdom or an Empire."
Hearing this all they looked up and saw Ken Hai had cocky grin on his face.
"I Welcome you all to the Republic of Neo Arcadia." says Ken Hai as they all appeared over a gigantic floating city many times larger the Dragon Wing City. If it was one earth it would be bigger than any city in the world.
They all looked down to city it was beautiful, the architecture was something they've never seen before, the rising sun couldn't help but add to it's charm, some though looked beneath their feet and saw that they were standing on nothing.
Ken Hai smiled seeing their reactions. Truthfully politics was something he never truly cared for, not even voting once in his past life.
The reason he chose this country to be republic was that it sounded better than the democracy of Neo Arcadia, well to him anyway.
The country is going to operate more like democratic republic, but these forms of government are new to the people of this world so it didn't matter.
"Lord Ken if I may ask? What is republic?" asked a person.
"Oh! It's a country rules by the people instead of king/queen or Emperor/Empress."
Hearing this they all became surprised.
"Is that possible?"
"Of course it is I'll guide you along the so trust me." says Ken Hai.