Chapter 32: Back to the city.
Ashok had found a new way to grow stronger but he thought he didn't need this strength as he didn't have any opponents or enemies.
Ashok now wanted new martial arts to compliment his realm. As the martial arts which were in the Hall were conventional and detested by the system as low level.
He searched for martial arts for cultivators in the system mall but couldn't find them, he asked the system
" System why aren't there martial arts for cultivators in the mall, isn't the mall supposed to have everything "
[ ding.... host the mall has things according to the system level. If host cannot find things which he wants in the mall then it is recommended to upgrade the system]
" ( ͡°_ʖ ͡°), you disappoint me system you are getting more and more cynical"
Ashok sighed, he had enough points for the upgrade so he said why not just do it.
[ ding..... congratulations host for upgrading the system]
[ ding.... unlocking new functions]
[ ding.... unlocked cultivation mall for cultivation related products]
[ ding... now host can use the system space to store any inanimate object]
[ ding.... updating the system mall ]
Ashok heard the prompts, " System you fooled me into upgrading you, you purposefully not unlocked the cultivation mall didn't you "
The system fell silent and didn't respond.
Ashok started cursing the system after a while he calmed down started looking through the new products in the system mall, he delayed buying martial arts as it required him to use cultivation points instead of prestige points, and currently he didn't have much points.
He scrolled to find various abilities combo packs. Like Superman combo pack which included flight , x-ray vision, super strength, cold breath, Kryptonian bloodline(Able to get stronger by absorbing sun light), and super speed ( faster than a speeding bullet).
He wanted to buy the combo but couldn't as it's price was more than 3 million prestige points.
" I still have a long way to go" sighed Ashok. The new mall updates contained a lot of products but he didn't want to waste his time so he just decided to practice the basic martial arts from the bookshelves in the Hall.
He spent the next couple of days practicing basic body method, basic footwork, basic fist method, basic sword, basic qi control.
With the use of his high intelligence stats and perfect memory, the theory part of these methods was very easy for him.
He purposefully avoided practicing any other martial arts from the shelve as system had deemed them to be trash.
Vikram had watched and observed every single detail of Ashok. How he practiced, how he studied, everything.
Ashok spent the evening and morning with the kids in the orphanage and the afternoon practicing martial arts. He quickly mastered the basic martial arts in a month.
Now came the time to go back to the city, Ashok had his own plans so he wanted to go back, kids were sad but they understood that Ashok can't be there with them all the time.
Vikram had observed Ashok over the whole month, he saw that Ashok had a terrifying talent for cultivation. He had seen Ashok practice and master various basic martial arts in just a month. This feat was impossible even for the geniuses he had seen.
He sighed " Ashok is very much like his father, when he was born he didn't have any spiritual roots, I thought he would live a normal life but who knew that fate had other plans. "
Ashok wanted to talk with Vikram before leaving, he went in his room.
Vikram was sitting on a chair, he noticed Ashok coming he said " Come in boy"
Ashok sat down in a chair.
Vikram got up and started walking towards a shelve, he took out a box, " Ashok, your father was actually my disciple, he was my only disciple before he died he made me take care of you. He didn't want you to get into the cultivation, as he didn't want you to live the life he did, he wanted you to live a peaceful life. "
This was the first time he had heard any of this, " My father was actually disciple of pops!! " he kept his question to himself, he knew he shouldn't ask much he would eventually get answers.
Vikram continued "Take this martial arts, consider this as a gift from me " he handed over the box.
Ashok wasn't in a hurry he took the box and held it.
Vikram smiled, " Your talent is even better than your father's. It is fate that led you in this way, I can't change anything but I can help you walk this way, go and practice this martial arts your strength will be enough to rule this entire realm"
Ashok nodded and left.
He rode back to the city, the first thing he wanted to do was to check the companies he had and manage them.
The novel industry had a very large boom, as the quality of novels had a great increase, the pseudonym of Ashok had became a lot popular, his novels had gained a very high level of popularity and the printed novel were being sold at a astonishing rate.
He had no other problems for money and prestige points, as he gained them very easily.
He reached back to his villa as his phone suddenly rang.
ring.. ring...
Ashok looked at his phone it was Arihant who had called.
Ashok picked up the call.
" Ashok boy, how are you," said Arihant in a gentle voice.
" I am fine, what did you call me for? " asked Ashok.
" There is a auction in paradise Island so I thought you would be Interested, I have already sent you an invitation, you can bring 5 people with you "
Ashok thought about it he actually hadn't been on a vacation because of his financial problems now he had a chance why would he miss it.
He replied " Of course I will be there"