One Wish to Own the World

The days passed and Ken kept constantly upgrading his technique as he kept reaching new levels of understanding about his body and the way Qi worked.

6 months passed since Baby Ken started his cultivation. His developed technique was almost completely different from the one described in the manual. Throughout the days of his training, he kept changing it to the point that it was now a technique especially tailored to his body.

If he had to guess, should one of the kids use this technique, he probably would kill himself even if he managed to execute it. But the important part was that he was sure nobody with the brain of a mortal could ever execute it.

Each step was changed to be performed in the best way possible and to achieve that he developed a huge variety of Qi channeling techniques. He didn't forget that his memory was his strongest advantage along with his intelligence.

For those past 6 months, Ken reduced his sleeping time to 16 hours, which was still on the higher end of the accepted sleeping hours for babies his age. His parents were somewhat worried about it, but the babysitters were the ones who spent most of the time with him, and they were perfectly fine with babysitting a sleeping baby.

The other 8 hours, he would spend eating, pooping, and cultivating. Something else he had done was crawl quite a lot. The cultivation required also being physically active to stabilize the body after each strengthening session, and he also didn't want to grow up and realize he didn't learn to walk.

Since he was 4 months old he would rock his body and roll over to train his baby body, and by 6 months he could already crawl. The babysitters would put him on the floor to let him crawl more freely when they saw him crawling on the bed.

When his parents heard about it, they tried their best to come home and beg Ken to crawl. They'd place him on the ground and lay next to him, encouraging him to show them his supreme crawling technique.

To their dismay, he rarely reacted. They were almost suspicious of the babysitters, thinking they might be lying just to praise their son and get into their good books. He only reacted when he heard his mom saying she will stay with him more to try to see her baby crawl, then he just decided to be done with it and crawl for their amusement.

When he was 6 months old, he was able to stand up with some support from the wall. However, he felt that his body still needed more crawling to develop his kneecaps and some other bones and muscles.

He would crawl as fast as he could to strain his body and maximize the energy in his body. He would also stand and sit back, using his newly gained ability to do some squats.

When he was 8 months old he could start walking, when he was 10 months old he would run around his room every day. The babysitters would always watch his development with astonishment.

"He is developing so fast, but he still needs to sleep so much. It's like he is living by a schedule. Seeing him run around is adorable, but he is a weird baby."

"Be careful, since he can walk now, he might be also able to understand us."

"Aren't you exaggerating?"

"Wanna risk it?"

"Good point."

Ken kept following his routine of strengthening his body with Qi while training it physically at the same time. When the girls didn't watch, he would even do push-ups and other types of exercises. The sight of a baby working out was quite comical, but nobody was there to appreciate it.

The process of refining his body with Qi wasn't all roses too; it hurt to the extreme. But whenever he remembered the emotional and physical pain from his last life, he'd barely feel the current pain. After reliving his life a few times in the womb, he turned quite apathetic.

He thought that he would be able to quickly advance by tailoring the technique to himself, but he found out that his first estimation was wrong. Although he had strengthened his body to the maximum, every few days the maximum would stretch and he had to strengthen himself again.

Only when he was 2 years old, he finally felt like his body was completely strengthened and refined by the godly energy. His constitution was completely different now, so when he grows up, his body will grow in a strengthened way, which would work like a passive body-strengthening process to make him even stronger.

He was testing his strength every day, and by now he could easily lift around 50 kilograms when using both his hands. At first, he thought it meant his cultivation was bad, since in anime, cultivators could do much more than that. However, he realized it wasn't about the concrete number, but about the ratio.

If babies his age could lift normally around 5 kgs without getting too strained, Ken could lift ten times that weight without any strain on his body. And that was only the beginning; the ratio would only improve in his favor as he grows up.

Now at 2 years old, Ken could already talk fluently his language and was on top of the body strengthening stage, and he started making plans on how to move forward.

"Mom, I want to be with you today."

He always made sure to stick to simple sentences when talking to his parents, and those were already quite advanced for his age. His mom widened her eyes when she heard his words.

"Little Ken, you want to be with mommy when she goes to work?"

She asked with a quivering voice. It was the first time Ken showed interest in her! She was already getting worried he only liked his father and forgot who carried him for 9 months inside her!

"Yes mommy!"

He cringed from calling her 'mommy', but he felt her excitement and wanted to play his part as a toddler to convince her to take him with her.

"All right, but it's very dangerous at mommy's work. You have to listen to mommy and stay where I can see you. Ok?"

"Okay, I promise."

Ken didn't mind her terms, his plan was to watch her perform her alchemy arts anyway, and since she was considered the best alchemist in the sect, he had no reason to wander around.

"Oki, I will take you tomorrow."

Mei went to sleep with a smile on her face, and she couldn't wait to brag in front of her husband.

The next day, Mei woke up and went to check on her son, only to find him standing on his bed.

"Aww, you're so big! Let mommy take you out of bed."

It was true; because of god's blessing and his training regime, he was developing fast. By now, he was at the size of 4 years old, double his age. He could easily jump above the railing of his bed and land on his two feet, but that wasn't something babies do, so he chose to wait for his mom to come to his 'rescue'.

She put him on the ground and the duo left the room and went to the kitchen. Ken's father was on a mission from the sect, thus he wasn't at home. It was also the reason Ken chose that day to join Mei; he knew his father will be jealous and be a nuisance.

Mei stuffed food on Ken's plate, and he started eating.

"I'm always surprised by the amount of food you can eat."

"I'm hungry."

At first, Mei wanted to limit his food supply. Although plump kids were cute, it wasn't advisable to let your kid be overweight. Especially if you wanted him to cultivate; the larger the body, the more complicated it was to channel the Qi later in the Body Strengthening Stage.

However, she soon noticed he was growing healthily without getting any fatter, and she just attributed his appetite to his unusual growth speed and gave him all the food he wanted. And she was right; his appetite originated from his developing body.

After breakfast, she took his hand in hers and they left the house together. Ken thought to pretend the walk was too difficult for him, but he was slowly developing some trusting feelings toward his parents over those past 2 years. After all, they did nothing but shower him with love and caring.

He decided to give her a glimpse of his abilities, as he assumed it'd be easier if he revealed himself to be an anomaly in small steps rather than show everything at once or be caught training behind their back one day.

He freed his hand from hers with a pull and started running down the steps, even skipping some steps from time to time.

"Ken, be careful!"