The First Store System

After spending around an hour, Johanna’s father finally read all five books. He still wasn’t able to comprehend those inexplicable feelings, but with every higher grade book he read, the familiarity grew. Things didn’t look as far as they had looked earlier.

His eyes then fell on his daughter, who was nervously looking at him, waiting to hear his answer.

Johanna’s father wasn’t aware that Johanna had already made up her mind. Even if he were to refuse, Johanna would go ahead with it. It would just be that it would take some more time since she would have to prepare for Primal stones to buy those overly expensive materials.

Johanna was aware that her father didn’t know her decision, but she felt it would be better if she stayed silent.

“Do whatever you want to do. You have already gotten bigger, and you can make your decisions,” Johanna’s father uttered these exact words, bringing a look of shock to Johanna’s face.

Johanna had to cover her mouth from opening any wider, while her eyeballs looked as if they would explode out anytime._.

“Are…are you su…sure?” Johanna couldn’t help but ask. Her voice stuttered since it was the first time she had heard such words from her father.

“Yes, you have good eyes. I don’t have to worry about you making a wrong choice from this moment,” Johanna’s father replied with a smile on his face as he appeared next to his daughter and patted her head.

“Thank you, father!” Johanna sincerely thanked her father as she touched her head, with her palms facing her father and touche the ground with the hand.

The father didn’t stop his daughter this time as he knew that if he stopped, Johanna would still do it even when she didn’t need anything from him this time.

“What if I also started over with you?”

“Thud!”

Johanna was standing up when she heard her father speak. After hearing the question, she couldn’t control herself as she stumbled and crashed to the ground with her face landing first.

The ground cracked open as she was an Immortal, and there were only a few materials that could survive a direct clash with an Immortal. And those materials were valuable. Not everyone was like the store, which used Ashamba as the floor instead of using it to make armors and shields.

“Father, what are you saying?” Johanna asked with a shocked expression on her face. She had never been more shocked than this. Even the moment when she thought of starting over was nothing in comparison to what she currently felt after hearing her father’s words.

“I liked the cultivation art. I think I should start over as well,” Johanna’s father smilingly replied. He still couldn’t let go of that inexplicable feeling, and he was willing to start over with the Art of the Doom if it meant he would be able to understand it.

“What about the hard work of the ancestors?” Johanna calmed down and asked her father. She still remembered the words her father had spoken to her when she had changed the cultivation art.

Johanna didn’t have to think for a reason behind her father’s sudden declaration since she had also felt the same just after reading the introduction and specialty of the cultivation art. Her father had read the entire book, so starting over with the Art of the Doom made sense to her.

“Ancestors would understand when they read the Art of the Doom,” Johanna’s father smilingly replied, ignoring the look of dissatisfaction on his daughter’s face.

‘In fact, the ancestors would curse for not being able to cultivate using the Art of the Doom,’ The father thought in his heart. He didn’t utter these words out loud as it would be equivalent to humiliating his ancestors in the eyes of future generations.

Time flew by.

“Father, you are peak Immortal with a pseudo divine physique. You are only one step away from ascending. You wouldn’t survive starting over,” Johanna bluntly told her father after finding that her father was serious about the decision to start over.

Johanna couldn’t let her father make a decision on the spur of the moment. She could but not her father. If she somehow made a mistake and failed to achieve it, she had her father to support her. But if her father were unable to achieve his goal of starting over, there would be none to help him. Her grandparents had already ascended to the Sacred dimension several thousand years ago.

“I already know it,” Johanna’s father replied. But as if a demon had captured his mind, he couldn’t think of anything other than that inexplicable feeling. It was as if the diagram was calling to him; he couldn’t make it disappear from his mind or push it back.

Johanna fell into a dilemma about what to do since her father was even more adamant about starting over.

Her father was the patriarch of the family. If something happened to him, the family would disappear into the tide of time as he had many enemies who wanted nothing more than to take his seat at the top.

‘What should I do?’ Johanna asked herself in her heart. She wanted to trust her father’s decision like her father did with her decision, but the consequences were too much to put all the eggs in one basket.

‘I got it,’ Johanna suddenly thought in her heart as she got the answer to her question.

“Father, are you adamant about starting over?” Johanna asked her father. The father nodded in response to his daughter.

“I know, I am neither strong nor wise enough to tell you what to do. I just can’t see anything happen to you and our family,” Johanna replied, and without giving a chance to her father to respond, she continued.

“I also don’t want you not to do something just so our family would be happy, but you’ll not be.”

“I only want a promise from you since you are adamant about it,” Johanna added.

Time flew by.

The duo of father and daughter decided to start over, but Johanna would do it now, while her father would do it ten thousand years later.

Johanna had decided to trust in herself and asked for enough time to become a powerhouse herself.