While Malcolm was suffering at Ashton's hand, Aatrox was already at home. He knew something like this would happen to the man, but he still asked Malcolm to say false information about the business to get more dirt on Ashton, and fortunately, their idea was successful.
Aatrox had placed a tracking and recording magic in Malcolm to record everything that was said in that room. It was a very rare magic used for espionage, so Aatrox was sure that this kind of thing would not exist in this world, at least not among the weakest cultivators.
But this ability had a big problem, to record video and image, it took a lot of energy, and to send it back to the person who conjured it took even more energy. Aatrox at this moment was panting while sitting on his bed with his legs crossed trying to absorb as much energy as possible in order not to faint. The second problem with this technique is that the recorded file was saved in an energy form, which means it couldn't be shown to normal people because it wasn't something they understood. He'd have to turn this recording into something physical somehow, but that was for another time.
Aatrox cultivated all night to restore power and recover, unfortunately, he didn't have enough time to return to his peak state, so when he left the room early in the morning, he had two black bags under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept at all.
He felt the body a little weaker than normal, but for the deadly pattern he was fine when it came to strength, the problem was when it came to appearance. When he looked at himself in the mirror, he really looked a little under the weather. Giving a little derogatory laughter, Aatrox left the room trying to remember when it was the last time he was in that state. "Being weak really sucks." He said.
"Brother, look at what I can do!" Bruna said when she came running very fast to Aatrox and punched him.
Aatrox instinctively held her little hand that was coming towards him and his eyes opened in amazement. "Woah, what was that?" He said as he looked at her hand with his eyes wide open.
That punch... wasn't something that should be possible for weak cultivators. Of course, her punch was still a child's punch, but with the strength of a 7-year-old, and she was still 4 years old! The [Stellar Lung Technique] he taught children was the highest-level breathing technique he knew, which made cultivation as easy as possible within the level of talent of those who used it. But even that didn't change that it was still just a breathing technique, something that would never reach the feet of a decent cultivation technique. 'If Bruna managed to punch so hard even though she had such a small body just using a breathing technique...' Aatrox swallowed dry while he was thinking.
"Why is that? Wasn't that your goal?" He asked.
"She doesn't do anything brother... I want to learn to heal just like her, but when it comes to strength, I want to be like Hinata. Did you know that she can see everything around her to hit?" She asked with her eyes excited.
"Really? Then I'll help you with that when you train harder. Keep it up, I'm proud of you." Aatrox responded with a small smile on her face as she stroked the little girl's smiling head.
"Fire style, fireball jutsu!" Aatrox heard Bryan's voice when he suddenly saw a small spark coming towards him.
Aatrox quickly split the small flame the size of a toothpick in two with a finger move. With an astonished look on his face, he stared at Bryan who had a proud look on his face. What is happening to these children? How are they managing to evolve so fast with just one breathing technique? Aatrox thought with a little desperation.
Looking at Amanda and Alex waiting for answers, the only thing he heard was Amanda grumbling. "See what I have to go through every day?"
"Did you like my jutsu, bro?" Bryan said with his pale face and his legs a little wobbly. Aatrox quickly approached him and held him so he wouldn't fall.
Aatrox felt that he had spent all his energy to make this attack to be praised too. Aatrox wanted to fight with him for doing something stupid like that, but couldn't when he saw those big round, fluffy eyes waiting to be praised as well as his sister. "That was really cool Bryan." Aatrox said as he stroked his little brother's head.
Bryan hearing the compliment opened a smile on his face and felt it was worth it. Suddenly he felt his body getting stronger quickly. Looking at his older brother, Bryan understood. The energy he had used up was being replenished by Benjamin.
Aatrox was wasting some of his energy to replenish the children, since the small amount of energy they spent was only 2% of what he endured. Even if he were already weak now, that 4% for each wouldn't make much difference to him.
With the two children smiling, they all had breakfast together and went to school.
Aatrox still had dark circles on his face, so when Annie saw him the first thing she said was. "You didn't spend the whole night playing, did you? Because I didn't see you online."
Aatrox understood what she meant and answered. "I spent the night watching adult movies." He heard it in an internet video and thought it would be funny to say. "I'm kidding, I spent the night working on a project I'm doing."
Annie, who was red as a pepper after hearing his first answer, was amazed, 'Did he make a joke?' She thought as she answered. "Who are you and what have you done with the Ben that I know?"