When the process was finished, I stretched my body a little bit after the Body Forging procedure was completed and I felt stronger than ever. Right now, after such successful Body Forging, I was tempted to go out and test my power.
Maybe I should go to the Outer Regions of the Southern Cosmic Region and Easter Cosmic Region, where the Ōtsutsuki Clan was fighting against the Automatons for control over newly created galaxies that were created from the expansion of the Chaotic Source World.
Because our Chaotic Source World, the Starveil Universe, was very young, it was constantly expanding. Essentially, every few thousand years, it would undergo a wave of expansion, which was unprecedented growth.
“After you have finished, you could go your own way… I have other things to do.”
I heard Elder Ōtsutsuki Ryu say as I gave him one low bow before I disappeared from his mountain peak.
The first thing I needed to do was to take a bath to get rid of the impurities and other things that were pushed out from my body during the Body Forging.
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Several hours later, I was home alone only with my Catopuses because both of my parents were out of the home.
When I returned home, I found a note that father was dispatched by Grand Elder to the border with Gods, as they found some powerful Gods crossing into our borders.
Meanwhile, my mother was right now hunting down some Psionic Crystals for the Nyan-Nyan as some appeared within the Southern Cosmic Region.
Psionic Energy or Psychic Energy was a special kind of energy that was used by Catopuses or Cathulhus.
Similarly, like the Ōtsutsukis used Chakra, cats had their own.
“Horned-hooman is back, nyan.”
I heard the voice of one of my Catopuses; more precisely, it was Nyanko as I saw the grey-furred Catopus crawl here on her tentacles as she woke up.
Compared to Nian, she was a very lively and active one.
“Yes I am back Nyanko…”
I scratched her behind her ear as she purred soundly, happy with the attention that I was giving her.
“Do you want something to eat? And where is Nian?”
Asking her, she motioned with her tentacle to the side where my other Catopus familiar was sleeping soundly.
Nian was an extremely lazy Catopus who only knew how to sleep and eat; contrary to Nyanko, it was an entirely different world.
“Yes hooman, nyan. I want a fish nyan!”
Nyanko shouted as I then went and gave her some fish so she could eat her fill. Seeing Nyanko happily munching on her salmon, I scratched her head and let her eat while I went to the training room to practice my abilities further.
Using the Shadow Clone Shinjutsu, I created several tens of clones of myself and started dividing work between the Clones.
As usual, one group of clones focused on the Celestial Chakra Manual, the second focused on the training in the Kenjtusu, and the last focused on training in the Shinjutsu.
All of these three aspects were crucial because they were base of my power.
Looking at all of the Shadow Clones, I created another few tens of clones and ordered them to train ocular abilities.
With the Dōjutsu of Tensei-Sharingan, my training speed was tremendous; unfortunately, after passing a certain level in most, the effects of the Sharingan’s Copy Wheel and Memorizations were diminished greatly.
That seemed from the profoundness of advanced Kenjutsus or Shinjutsus and such things couldn’t be copied purely with Dōjutsu alone. Naturally, the Dōjutsu was still very powerful and useful even with the advanced techniques because it sped up learning…
Some of the more profound techniques could take even several years at best and at worse, even a few centuries until one mastered some really profound moves or techniques. Having powerful Dōjutsu could hasten it by even 30% in some cases.
Training with the Dōjutsu was something that every Ōtsutsuki Clansmen did, but depending on the strength of their very own bloodlines, the results and time required for the training varied.
For the Divine Lineage Ōtsutsukis, they would always need to spend centuries mastering even their basic abilities.
This was due to the power that their Dōjutsu contained and in the end, nature was fair and balance was always achieved.
My Shadow Clones divided then themselves into training with the Tensei-Sharingan and in the Senrinjōnegan, mainly the 7 Path Techniques of the Rinnegan aspects. Senrinjōnegan was very hard Dōjutsu to master, even for many of the Divine Lineage members.
From the Senrinjōnegan, I have currently had a good grasp on Threat Detection and Clairvoyance, especially Threat Detection was something that I learned very easily and could detect even the weakest malevolent negative emotions.
Combined with Clairvoyance, I was able to predict the enemy’s movements during the fight, something that was a feat even among the Divine Lineage Ōtsutsukis. Combat prediction was rare and the Clansmen that created it among the Divine Lineage could be counted on one hand.
“After this training round, I should go to the Mission Administration and take up some tasks to experience the combat.”
During the past centuries since I was born, I never participated in any warfare and during this time, it was the perfect opportunity to fight on the outer rim of the Cosmic Region.
While going to fight against Automatons as my first ever warfare wasn’t the best idea, the outer rim was still relatively safe.
“Let’s get into it…”
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3rd POV, several months later…
Ōtsutsuki Kirihara was right now heading toward the home of her fianceé Ōtsutsuki Yakou; she was pretty pissed up about her finaceé because he missed several of the planned courtship meetings as they were engaged.
Naturally, Kirihara was aware that Yakou was essentially a training maniac and even could be considered a battle maniac who was obsessed with getting stronger and stronger.
For that reason, he was already 2nd Grade Tier 2 and his combat prowess was nothing to scoff at.
Even though the Shadow Clone Shinjutsu could speed up the training tremendously, if someone’s talent was zero then no matter how high the multiplication was, the progress would also equal to zero.
‘It could have ended much worse… at least Yakou is kind and even though that idiot is dense as a rock, at least he is relatively decent as a person.’
One of the Ōtsutsuki Princess thought to herself because, as it was known, not many of the Ōtsutsuki had such good personalities.
Though as a whole, the psychic state of the Main Family of the Ōtsutsuki, while the personalities of the Branch Clasnmen were… not that savory.
Failed products they were…
“It’s Kirihara hooman, munya!”
She heard a cute voice belonging to one of Yakou’s familiars who were Catopuses.
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