The First Store System

Chapter 304: Rory and Shalia

"Sister, are you sure?" Rory asked Shalia.

"Yes, why would I lie to you?" Shalia responded.

"Woah!"

Rory couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment after hearing what his sister, Shalia, had told him about a strange training area named the Gods & Demons level training area in a store located in a low-level area.

"Did you tell others about it?" Rory then asked. Seeing the serious expressions on his sister's face, he believed that she was telling the truth.

"No, I came first to you," Shalia responded. "After you, I would tell father about it," She added.

"Don't tell father for now," Rory requested to her sister.

The fight for leadership in the family had already begun, and Rory wasn't the favorite of his father. He was certain that if his father came to know about that miraculous training area, he would surely tell it to his favorite son, their sixth brother.

A struggling expression appeared on Shalia's face hearing her brother.

"I know how much you respect father, but you already know, if you were to tell father about it, he would tell it to the sixth brother as well," Rory tried to persuade his sister, seeing the look of struggle on her face.

Sigh! "Fine, but you know what I'm losing for you." After staying silent for a few seconds, Shalia sighed and finally accepted Rory's proposal.

"Thank you, sister. I owe you big time," Rory excitedly responded as he hugged her sister.

A grin spread across her face, hearing her brother. As she had expected, coming to her brother first worked in her favor. Now he owed her two favors, not one.

"Okay, here is the address. I would suggest you go there tomorrow," Shalia told Rory the address of the store to him and then disappeared from that place.

***

Rory, after listening to his sister, left for the store the next day. But since the price for the training area was outrageous, he didn't use portals for the journey to save as many stones as possible but used his skills to travel.

Even though he wasn't the favorite child of the head of the Fenric family, he still belonged to the head family. So he had enough savings for training a few times.

He didn't bring more Primal stones than required as taking such a large amount of stones with him will surely alert his father. And the last thing he wanted to do was to let his father know about it.

Even the money he was currently carrying was a loan from several of his friends.

Following the address Rory's sister had given him, he had finally reached the Bisan Kingdom and was currently standing in front of the store.

"Eh!" The next moment, Rory exclaimed in surprise as even though the door of the store was open, he wasn't able to see anything from inside, and if he tried to force his way through, he got a sense of life-threatening danger.

At that moment, the doubt he had regarding his sister's information disappeared from his heart. He was an early Heavenly Monarch level cultivator, and a store that could give him a life-threatening sense of danger even before entering the store couldn't be normal.

Thinking like this, he took a step forward and entered the store.

The first thing after entering the store he did was to turn back and check whether he could see outside or not, and as he had expected in his heart, he found himself not being able to see or hear anything from the outside.

He then stopped thinking about it as he wasn't here for a time pass but a purpose.

He then looked around the store, only to find a few hundred customers meditating in the store, while a blue-skinned man sat comfortably on a chair.

"He must be the store owner," Rory thought as Shalia had told him about the appearance of the store owner.

***

Since there were no new customers in the store, Aakesh was relaxing on his chair with closed eyes. He then heard the sound of footsteps entering, but he still didn't open his eyes to look at the customers.

A few seconds later, he felt someone standing in front of him, so he had no choice but to open his eyes.

Aakesh noticed an Elf standing in front of him. It was a male Elf who belonged to the Moonlight Elves. Even though the man had worn a mask to hide his face, seeing through it was like a child play to Aakesh.

Aakesh then looked at the Elf, waiting for him to open his mouth.

"Senior, I heard there is a Gods & Demons level training area here," Rory respectfully asked.

Rory called Aakesh, senior, as he couldn't see through Aakesh's cultivation level. Seeing the mysteriousness around the store and Ashamba hardwood floor, he believed Aakesh was a peak level Immortal, just like his father.

"Yes, there is," Aakesh expressionlessly responded.

"Senior, then I would like to have the Gods & Demons level training area for an Immortal-grade bow," Rory respectfully requested.

"That'll be one trillion supreme Primal stones," Aakesh nodded and told the price of the training hour.

"Ssshh!"

Rory couldn't help but suck a cold breath of air. Even though Shalia had already told him the price of the training area, it still felt an unbelievable amount to Rory after hearing from the store owner's mouth.

Even though Rory felt like this, his hands didn't stop and had already begun taking out the supreme Primal stones from his pocket space.

Soon, a shining mountain of trillion supreme Primal stones appeared in the store. Aakesh, in response, waved his hands, and the next moment, the mountain disappeared from the store.

"You can go now…,"

Aakesh then explained the process required to enter the training area after the system told him that the amount was correct.

"Thank you, senior," Rory thanked Aakesh, while his face had turned nervous and excited.

Nervous about whether he would be able to attain large benefits, and excited for just how large his growth would be. As for having doubts regarding the efficiency of the training area, it didn't appear inside his head, especially after believing that the store owner was an expert on the same level as his father.

After thanking Aakesh, Rory left for the weapons room.

"Wow!" Rory couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment, seeing the luxury of the weapons room.