After looking at the details of the two quests, Aakesh closed his eyes and began his first relaxation session for the day since there were no new customers around the perimeter of the store.

While Aakesh was relaxing in the store, a battle was happening across the most valuable region in the Primal dimension.

“So, you’ve finally begun,” A figure shrouded in the dark commented as they looked at the being in front of them.

“Yes, I have finally reached the point where I could fight you and your organization,” A reply filled with utmost confidence rang in the area in response to the comment.

The owner of the voice stood straight as it looked unflinchingly at the being shrouded in the dark. Even though there was a pressure mighty enough to disintegrate a Universe was attacking the owner, its face showed as if there was nothing.

The owner had a humanoid structure but with three pairs of legs. The three pairs of arms, eyes, and ears added to that.

All the three pairs were distinct from one another. One pair of legs, eyes, hands, and ears were black, the other was white, and the last one was silver with a slightly golden hue.

The creature wasn’t from one of the top races or even a mid-tier race, but it belonged to the Dutars.

Dutars was a race exclusive to the Primal dimension, and even here, they were a low-tier race, with none being able to reach even a Tao Seed level cultivator.

The man in question was not only the first Dutar to reach the Tao Seed level, but it also became the first person in its race to become an Immortal and a peak one at that.

“Hmph, you should have forgotten about that night and never come here,” The figure shrouded in the dark scoffed in response, and the pressure released by him grew several folds at once, forcing the man to take a step back.

The figure shrouded in the dark belonged to an organization called ‘The Light of the Sword’. The organization was a top organization in the Primal dimension and had several peak Immortals in its ranks, with the figure shrouded in the dark being one of them.

***

The man with three pairs of legs, hands, eyes, and ears was called Guiler. Guiler had no wealth of his own to reach even the Void Condensation level, but his life changed with the Bisan Kingdom conquering the land on which his tribe lived.

The Bisan Kingdom was on its conquering spree at that point of time, and since Guiler’s tribe lived closer to the Bisan Kingdom, they lost their territory to the Kingdom.

After Guiler’s tribe lost their territory, the King of the Bisan Kingdom showed no interest in the land, so his tribe had lost their breath at that point. Any living person knew if the inhabitants or the territory provided no benefit to the conqueror, the people would be no better than dead in the eyes of the King.

Guiler’s tribe provided no benefit to the Bisan Kingdom, and the same was the case for the Kingdom. They had no other reason than the land being in close vicinity to their Kingdom to conquer it. But fortunately for the tribe, the Bisan Kingdom had their patron in the form of a store.

Whatever land the Bisan Kingdom conquered, they promoted the store as if it was their own. Guiler and his tribe also became beneficiaries of that information.

Guiler had an extraordinary identity in his tribe as it was his grandmother who headed the clan.

The tribe then organized a competition to select the candidates they would pour their wealth on after learning about the benefits of Panagea.

The tribe decided to select three people since depending on one person wouldn’t be any better than suicide.

Despite being the grandson of the head of the tribe, Guiler didn’t have much wealth to squander, but after he came out as a second-ranked participant in the competition, Guiler knew he had won a lottery. At the same time, he also knew that the tribe depended on him and the other two, so he couldn’t just waste the trust and wealth his clan was going to pour on him.

Guiler wasn’t much talented as it seemed, but his luck was on the better side. His fortune favored him and he won well from the Panagea.

What his clan could pour on him in a year, he returned that amount by several folds in only a few years. In the thirty-first year of the land being in control of the Dutar’s tribe, a piece of news like a thunderstrike arrived.

The Bisan Kingdom made a deal and traded the land with the organization ‘The Light of the Sword’. The organization had other plans as they killed every Dutar living there, taking away the land beneath Guiler’s foot in a single sweep. Guiler survived the situation only because his fortune favored him once again.

The life that was going peacefully for Gulier suddenly turned out to be a journey filled with tragedy. Instead of getting disappointed or feeling down, Guiler’s talent finally showed and finally matched the great fortune he had.

Guiler was only late Void Forging at that time, but only in the next thirteen years, he went from late Void Forging to peak Immortal, and in the next year, he became a peak Immortal with the pseudo divine physique.

The Bisan Kingdom wanted to take Guiler in and even offer him the hereditary position of a noble family, but as much as Guiler blamed The Light of the Sword, the same level of hate he had for the Kingdom. If not for the store being inside the capital of the Kingdom, and attacking the royal family would be no less than attacking the store, Guiler would have destroyed the royal family.

***

“Hmph, Forget about the night! I would make you relive what I have been living for every moment since that moment,” Guiler scoffed. His tone was filled with extreme hatred.

Guiler didn’t say anything after that or gave the man time to respond. He disappeared from the spot and attacked with several red energy balls spread around him.

***

As the battle between Guiler and the organization had begun, Aakesh welcomed a new customer.

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