The First Store System

Chapter 995: Fidel!

Aakesh was relaxing when the sound of footsteps coming from outside woke him up.

It was an unfamiliar face that entered the store. It was a Demon, but not from any of the Vurron species.

The man belonged to the Draugr race, a White Draugr precisely. The man stood three meters tall with a fearsome physique. Its body seemed to be covered in frost, as its skin was a ghostly white color. It only had one eye, and that was icy blue, chilling anyone looking at it.

The White Draugr seemed to be a high-level cultivator, as when he was outside, even the space around him was freezing.

The man entered the store without stopping. His eyes surveyed the store's inside.

The man seemed to become dumbfounded when he found the quantity of Eternal Stone on the floor.

The man's eyes then fell on the store owner. He took a step forward and approached him.

"You are the store owner," The man said.

The man's voice didn't match his fearsome appearance as it was high-pitch, like a screech.

Aakesh didn't care about the man's voice and nodded in response to the question.

"Tell me about the store's products," The man said. His tone neutral.

Aakesh nodded and then introduced all the store's products to the man.

"Hmm, the products in your store are outstanding to listen to," The man complimented him after the introduction was over.

"I am Fidel," The man then introduced himself.

"I am Aakesh."

"Hmm, Aakesh, a good name." Fidel complimented. It seemed as if he had a habit of complimenting everything.

"Can you sense my cultivation?" Fidel asked.

"No."

"Oh, still sitting composedly in front of me is good," Fidel complimented again.

"My cultivation is at peak Sacred Monarch, so tell me what current products are best for me right now," Fidel asked.

"Panagea and Training area," Aakesh responded immediately.

"Good, why not beasts?" Fidel asked.

"Many cultivators in your inner world must have already crossed the Supreme God level, so you don't need another helper unless it is high level."

"Panagea, on the other hand, takes you to a new world starting from zero, so your cultivation doesn't matter there."

"The training area is best since it allows you to see your limit in weapon skills," Aakesh answered.

"Good, I like your answer," Fidel complimented again.

"Why haven't you introduced me to that?" Fidel suddenly asked while pointing at the card machine.

"It's not a store product, but a privilege option."

Aakesh then introduced the three store cards to Fidel, making him compliment Aakesh once again.

"Give me one Ultimate Store Card," Fidel said as he took an ultimate Sacred stone out of his inner world.

Time flew by.

Fidel was looking at the white card with slight blue tints. He then transferred one-fourth of his wealth to the card, which was a lot considering his cultivation level.

"Should I enter the Gods & Demons training area or the Immortal training area?" free𝚠𝚎𝚋𝒏𝚘ѵ𝐞l.𝑐oｍ

"Only the Gods & Demons level training area would have an effect on you," Aakesh responded.

"Then give me one hour for the Lesser grade weapon," Fidel said.

The next moment, the purchase was complete, and then Aakesh informed Fidel of the process to enter the training area.

Fidel didn't say anything and left for the weapons room immediately.

Aakesh returned to his relaxation session since Fidel wouldn't be out for an hour while there was no new customer in his sight.

Time flew by, and around five minutes had passed.

Aakesh was relaxing, and he heard the sound of footsteps once again.

When Aakesh turned in that direction, he found a group of people entering the store.

There were around thirty people in the group, and all of them were of the White Draugr race.

"Did you see him?" The man leading the group approached Aakesh after entering the store and asked while showing the projection of Fidel.

"Why do you want to know?" Aakesh didn't sense anything dangerous from the group toward Fidel, so he asked.

The man was taken aback by Aakesh's question since he never expected an early Divine Transformation level cultivator to have such guts.

But since the man was concerned about Fidel, he responded, "He is my father, and he has left because of the upcoming fight between him and my mother."

"Hey, system, are they telling the truth?" Aakesh asked the system since he couldn't trust the group enough to tell them about Fidel.

[Yes, Host! The man is speaking the truth!]

"He'll come out in an hour," After hearing the system's response, Aakesh informed the son. 𝒇𝑟𝐞𝐞w𝐞𝑏𝙣𝑜vℯl.co𝑚

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"So, what products are available in the store?" The son asked after his search for Fidel was over.

Aakesh then introduced all products to the man in one breath. The son had a similar reaction as his father and asked about what products are suitable for him.

The man's cultivation was nothing less to scoff about, as he was an early Sacred Monarch.

Aakesh gave the same answer to Fidel again, and he got the same answer.

The son seemed to be an exact copy of his father, but without giving a compliment after every sentence.

Time flew by, and several minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Since the son wanted to meet his father, he didn't enter the training area and waited for Fidel.

***

After an hour was complete, the system forced Fidel out of the training area.

Fidel's cultivation was too high to see any changes in his skills, but when consciousness returned to his body, his face had turned cheerful.

"Aakesh didn't lie to me when he told me that the training area would show me my limits," Fidel mumbled as the memory of the past several hours flashed in his head.

Fidel wasn't someone who had cultivated his way up with pills or expensive cultivation arts, but he had done it by battling, so his weapon skills were better than many of his peers.

It also showed inside the training area up to the third-level opponent, but after that, the challenging fight started. From the fourth level on, it was a massacre, as even till the end, he failed to achieve victory over that opponent.

Absorbing the several battles, Fidel turned around and left the room.