The First Store System

Johanna’s problem with her father got solved after he promised that he would only attempt to start over ten thousand years later.

Johanna gave herself a target of ten thousand years to reach the stage where currently her father was. She was aware that despite her being around seventeen thousand years old, she was still only an intermediate Immortal. Whereas she now had given herself a target of ten thousand years not only to become an Immortal but also to reach the peak stage where she had the pseudo divine physique.

The specialty of the Art of the Doom said that the users of this art were more formidable than their counterparts at the same level. So for Johanna, it was not only a race to reach her father’s cultivation level, but it was also a race to become the mightiest in the Primal dimension after ten thousand years, excluding the Void beasts and the mysterious store owner.

Johanna wasn’t aware of what Aakesh’s actual cultivation level was. But she was confident that he was the mightiest of the Primal dimension, including the Void beasts.

Since she was already conscious of the strong people in the Primal dimension, she set them as her target. The higher the target, the more hard work she would put in her efforts to reach the pinnacle of the Primal dimension in the next ten thousand years._.

“Since I have promised you, I won’t attempt to start over for the next ten thousand years; I won’t do it. But remember, I won’t listen to any of your arguments after the time of the promise arrives,” Johanna’s father stated. His tone was surprisingly solemn in front of Johanna.

Johanna nodded and told her father that she understood and would never attempt to stop him after ten thousand years.

Johanna heaved a sigh of relief as her father let go of starting over the issue. At the same time, she couldn’t help but release a wry smile as she was here to make her father understand why she wanted to start over. But what happened was that it was her who had to make her father understand why he shouldn’t start over.

Johanna then stopped thinking about her father since it wasn’t her primary goal. She was here to ask for help from her father in gathering the materials she would need to save herself from any complications that might arise in her crippling.

“Father, I am going to begin,” Johanna suddenly told her father.

“Go ahead freely. As long as I am here, you would safely become a mortal,” Johanna’s father replied. His tone was neutral, as if he wasn’t talking to his favorite daughter.

Johanna didn’t mind her father’s tone since she could understand what was going on in her father’s head. She didn’t want to have anything other than her cultivation in her mind, so she would have her entire focus on herself and would be cautious while doing anything.

One wrong step and she would be dead. All her efforts would have been for naught, and she didn’t want that.

Time flew by.

Even though Johanna’s father’s mind had gotten engulfed with that inexplicable feeling, he knew that now wasn’t the correct time to focus on that. It was her daughter’s life at risk, and if anything happened to her, forget starting over; he wouldn’t even be able to live his life due to guilt.

Johanna’s father then took a deep breath and forcefully pushed the thought of the Art of the Doom and that inexplicable feeling into the back of his mind.

His eyes cleared as he looked at his daughter. Nothing was sure to happen in the cultivation, so she gently patted her head, and shared his good fortune with her.

Johanna couldn’t help but widen her eyes as she suddenly felt a comfortable feeling washing through her. She looked at her father, only to see a gentle smile on his face.

“Rumble!”

The feeling between the duo of father and daughter didn’t continue for long as suddenly a rumble rang in the sky, breaking the concentration.

Sharing good fortune with others wasn’t a natural way of life, so the Primal dimension sent a tribulation to warn Johanna’s father. It was dangerous but not deadly enough for him to get seriously injured or killed.

It was just a warning from the Primal dimension. If Johanna’s father dared to do it again, the next tribulation wouldn’t be so easy for him to fight.

Johanna finally knew what that comfortable feeling was. She couldn’t help but hug her father as getting a warning from the Primal dimension was never beneficial for anyone.

“Don’t worry about me. As long as your father is alive, you don’t have to worry about anything,” Johanna’s father smilingly told his daughter, and without waiting for any response, he vanished from the room.

The next moment, he appeared in the sky, directly facing the dark clouds slowly gathering.

Johanna wasn’t the only child of her father, and he had more than ten thousand children in total.

Those children who were currently on their paternal planet rushed toward the scene. They couldn’t help but suck a cold breath of air since they could feel the pressure from the clouds just by standing there.

At the same time, a warning came from deep within their heart. They weren’t to enter the tribulation, or they wouldn’t be able to come out of it unscathed.

Johanna’s father had a calm face as he braced for the tribulation. Since it was a warning from the Primal dimension, there was no way to fight it back.

Johanna’s father could only hope for the tribulation to go easy on him.

Fighting against it would result in a fierce counterattack from the Primal dimension, and there has been none who could face that. Even the Void beasts wouldn’t be able to defend if the Primal dimension were to attack them with their full might, let alone he, who wasn’t even in the top hundred mightiest people in the dimension.

Since it was only a warning, the dark cloud only sent a single thunderstrike.

It sent chills down everyone standing on the ground’s spine. Johanna’s eyes turned moist as she could feel the pressure from the thunderstrike.

She couldn’t do anything and only hoped in her heart that it wouldn’t severely harm her father.