Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

The shopkeeper took a few shots of medicine from the team as he tested them on himself and on others to see if there are any side effects.

As soon as he realized there are none and the healing effect is indeed that good.

He even checked it against the Poison and curses and the more he tested the more the team members felt aggrieved. They are losing one shot after another for the tests when they could use it in a very perilous battle situation that could even save their life.

They didn't want to waste it.

But the shopkeeper was pretty insistent on testing it out again and again.

Some of them even steeled their hearts and dared to ask him to spare some shots. But he fumed back at them like a dragon spitting fire.

"What the hell do you guys need this for? I am testing them, aren't I? I have to check if they are all worth it before I make a business decision and if they are really worthy, do you really think I will not reward you guys enough?

Why are you all being misers with just these few shots?

Now, all of you. Give me everything you have."

He forcefully took every shot they had and kicked them all out.

He went on to perform more tests before he came to a conclusion. He needs to find Sam and make a business deal with him.

But even before that, he needs to find their boss and give the message. That healing that is better than anything they have ever created has hit the grey circle.

And he did exactly that.

He went into a different room where a large formation was inscribed on the floor. He sat in the middle of it before activating it.

It is a large-scale communication channel that connects various places on the planet.

He connected with someone through it.

"This better be important. If you are disturbing me for something trivial, then I will fucking kill you."

"No, sir. This is definitely not trivial. This is very important in fact."

"What is it?"

"A group of young men came to our shop today and took a dozen Initial stage Astral Plane Consummation cultivators.

They hunted down the Vermilion Hawk nest nearby.

In the process, our group members got injured and the leader of the young men gave out some medical shots that could be injected into their bodies."

"Somebody gave us medical shots. That's funny." The other voice chuckled as if the person found this amusing.

"Actually Sir, it is not. Because the medicine that he gave us is extremely potent and it is instantaneous. It only took three seconds for it to work and heal the wounds completely. It is so potent and multifunctional that it can be used for wounds, poisons, and curses.

It is actually the best instant medication I have ever seen."

"You can't say those words lightly. You do know what I can do to you if your words are proven wrong right?"

"Yes, Sir. But I did my homework. I took all of the shots from the team and tested everything myself. Poisons, cuts, bruises, and even minor fractures and curses. Almost everything could be cured as long as it is not too lethal and critical.

I am sure that this is the best instant medication that has ever appeared on our planet and in the realm."

"Then, tell me that you know how to contact the person that created this. Because as you already know, on this planet and in this realm. There should be no other person that defeats us in a medical field."

"Yes, sir. I have left a tracker spirit with him."

"That's good. At least you used your brain properly this time. Do you have any other information on this guy? Do you think he is related to that bastard Vardar?"

"Unfortunately, no sir. We don't have any information on him. He deliberately hid his identity and it seems like the means he used are of pretty high quality. I wasn't even able to see his face beyond that cloak even with our formations.

He definitely has some deep background or excellent skill to have something like that in his possession. As for his relationship with the Vardar. We cannot say for sure sir. But there is a possibility that he might be related to him."

"Keep an eye on him. Try to buy the manufacturing method off of him. If he is the one that made this, then make him sign a Gandharva oath that he would never be using this method after he sold it to us."

"But Sir, I think it is better to reach a proper cooperation instead of doing something so drastic."

"What did I hear my dear shopkeeper? Is that advice coming from you on how to handle my business?"

The shopkeeper felt his throat run dry. This is one of the problems with his boss and he instinctually crossed the line without even knowing.

He gulped nervously and tried to remedy the situation.

"Boss, what I mean is that guy would be more beneficial to you if he works for you. You can take away the product but you can't take away his mind. As long as he is under you, he can make new products that are beneficial to you.

In that case, you can also keep better control of him and make sure that he doesn't gather more attention than necessary. You can monitor and influence his growth in the way you want and need."

The Boss stayed silent for a moment and replied.

"That sounds reasonable. We will give your method a shot.

I will be coming in two days. So, track the guy meanwhile and make a conversation with him. Try to make him agree to the deal. You can use my name if you want.

As long as he agrees to the conditions you just mentioned without any resistance, then it is okay. Otherwise, just kill him and take the methods off of his soul."

"Can I allow him any conditions sir?"

"As long as they are not major or too demanding, you can grant him some slack. But not too much. Otherwise, you will have to bear the brunt of it."

"Yes, sir. I will keep that in mind."

The connection was cut and the shopkeeper finally heaved a sigh of relief. He has been panicking the whole time he was talking to his Boss.

He doesn't know how his boss would react as his mood is pretty unpredictable.

"For such a guy to be known as some saintly being. Just how stupid is the world that we are living in right now."

He sighed and stood up to carry out the tasks that his boss told him to do.

Meanwhile, within the city in another corner. Sam and the trio took residence in a property that he just bought.

They are currently sitting down as Sam waved his hand in the air.

A small sphere of dark elemental energy enveloped something that looking a puff of smoke and he started playing with it.

"What is that? Why are you playing with bubbles like a kid?"

Philip asked as he looked at it curiously.

"It is not a bubble. The one inside is a spirit placed on us by that shopkeeper. It seems like he wants to track us."

"So, the bait worked?"

"Of course, it would. I already told you, the boss of that shopkeeper or more accurately, our current target is a massive egomaniac. He wouldn't let someone else roam around in his own territory with a product better than his in his own field of expertise.

He would rather die than let something like that happen."

"So, what if they come in aggressively? After all, if he is that much of a maniac, he might not even reach for a business deal as you wanted.

He might just come for a fight and try to take this force."

"That is a possibility and I am prepared for it."

"How?"

"Making a run for it. That is a late-stage guy, without massive preparations and the Sky tower, there is no way we could beat him at the moment. So, if there is any sign of danger or aggression, we leave this place without a second thought.

But I do believe that there is a chance of them offering a deal."

"Why do you think so?"

Even though the Boss is a maniac like this, his business is still running properly. That means someone is there to make some rational decisions. If that someone convinces him then we would have a chance."

"Let's hope so. If we run away on our first mission after we met again, that would be an embarrassing story for the future."

As he was thinking, Sam suddenly sensed something and said.

"Maybe, your hopes did come true, someone is coming to us and it seems like they are coming in peace."