The First Store System

Even Aakesh underestimated the value of the cultivation arts. Many people who had a lack of money didn’t go for Panagea, but the same wasn’t the case for cultivation arts.

Aakesh had at least ten thousand customers at the lowest rung of society in the Bisan Kingdom or territories acting as its tributaries. And they emptied their already minuscule savings if it got them a cultivation art they could get.

As the day passed, instead of getting free, Aakesh got busier, with the customers queuing in large numbers to sell the cultivation arts they wanted. The crowd today was even higher than yesterday.

“Store owner, I want this cultivation art,” A customer requested Aakesh as a virtual book floated near him.

Aakesh expressionlessly nodded and told the required amount the man needed to pay. The man nodded, paid the amount, and then excitedly left the queue.

It wasn’t the end, as after the man left, another customer arrived in front of him with a page in his hands. The customer hadn’t bought the preview, so he only had a page.

As usual, Aakesh expressionlessly told the man the amount. The man happily obliged, paid the price, and left the queue with an unconcealable excited expression.

The process continued. Sometimes unlimited endurance came in Aakesh’s way. Repeating the same process becomes mentally tiring for all, but not for Aakesh, so he sensed nothing wrong and continuously repeated the same thing over and over again.

Time flew by.

Lilith, who usually came around the afternoon, teleported directly into the store using her supreme card.

As she entered, her eyes fell on the large crowd waiting to buy the cultivation art today as well.

She then moved her eyes away and looked at Aakesh, busy selling the art as well. She then turned around, and her eyes fell on the portal room. She could see a couple of people leaving the room since their stay in Panagea must have gotten over.

Lilith then took a step forward, but it froze only in the air. In mid-air, she changed the direction of her foot and turned it toward the cultivation arts room.

Lilith suddenly gained a curiosity to check over the quality of the cultivation arts, seeing even a higher number of people in the crowd today.

Since she had all the free time, without thinking much, she took a step forward and approached the room.

After entering the cultivation arts room, she couldn’t help but get surprised, seeing an item that every member of her race held dearly, Aruval.

Lilith couldn’t stop herself from approaching the shelf and stroking it. The next moment, her face turned weird as she felt a coldness emanating from the shelf.

The Yaksha race members loved Aruval so much because they found themselves compatible with it. It was like Aruval was made for the Yaksha in the first place. If any Yaksha race member were to get hold of the Aruval when it had energy stored, the Aruval would transfer it to the Yaksha, purifying it. The Aruval only did this behavior with the Yaksha race members, hence the race’s unprecedented interest in it.

Lilith belonged to the Angel group, which was one of the subspecies of the Yaksha race, so Lilith’s actual body also had a slight piece of Aruval with her in the third dimension.

But this time, the Aruval gave no compatible feeling to her. But instead, it behaved similarly to what the Aruval acted toward any other person than the Yaksha race members.

Time flew by.

Lilith didn’t check any cultivation arts, but she instead left the room and joined the queue. She wanted to know about the Aruval and why it acted with such feelings toward her.

Lilith’s turn finally arrived. “Why do you have Aruval in your store? Don’t you know what my race feels toward it?” Lilith asked Aakesh with a stern expression. Her joking face was nowhere to be found.

If they find out about the presence of the Aruval in the store, the Yaksha race members would not care about the health of the dimension and would teleport here to snatch it away, even if that meant annihilating the Primal dimension. Such was their interest in the item.

“What has your race’s interest in Aruval got to do with my store?” Aakesh expressionlessly asked. From the moment he saw that the shelves were made of Aruval, Aakesh knew there were bound to be conflicts between the store and the third-ranked race in the Multiverse.

Aakesh decided to trust the judgment of the system since he wasn’t taken into account what material it would use in making the shelves.

Lilith couldn’t help but mumble something only audible to her, but from what Aakesh felt, she was cursing. Whether it was Aakesh or she was cursing herself was only known to her since despite reaching his limit in the Primal dimension, he wasn’t as strong as Lilith and couldn’t hear what she said. He still had zero chances of surviving against Lilith’s clone, let alone winning.

Lilith’s face suddenly saw a change. From the stern tone, it suddenly turned into a mischievous smile. Lilith then approached Aakesh, stopped at Aakesh’s ears, and then whispered, “Why don’t I marry you, and you can give me half of the Aruval as a dowry?”

Lilith then returned to her previous position, winked, and left the queue. Aakesh had an expressionless face from the start, and he maintained that till the end, not caring for Lilith’s joke.

As soon as Lilith turned around, the smile disappeared as if it were never there. She then left toward the portal room, not known to anyone except her for what was going on in her head.

Aakesh pushed Lilith’s question back into his head as soon after Lilith left, another customer arrived in front of him with a virtual book floating near him.

“Store owner, I want this cultivation art,” The man smilingly requested Aakesh.

“You need to pay three hundred billion, nine hundred and ninety-nine million supreme Primal stones,” Aakesh nodded and expressionlessly told the man the amount he needed to pay if he wanted the cultivation art.

The man happily obliged, and soon, the required amount of Primal stones got deducted from his supreme card.