Chapter 338 - Purchase
Chapter 338 – Purchase
Chapter 338: Purchase
"So, this is the store you were talking about, father?" Tristan's father asked his father as he stood on the street in Kakot's market, looking at the storefront.
There were five people in the group, starting from Tristan's grandfather to Tristan.
The grandmother looked to be even younger than the mother of Tristan. She had the appearance and the body of a twenty-year lady, while Tristan's mother looked to be in her fifties. It was because she was only a Soul Formation who had already lived for more than 100 years. The grandmother was a peak Void Condensation and still had several hundreds of years to live, even without a life-extending medicine.
Tristan's father had almost the same appearance as his father. If someone were to see them for the first time, they would think of the duo as brothers.
The father's name was Christian. The mother was called Kristina.
The grandfather's name was Christopher, while the grandmother was called Trissy.
"Yes, it's the same store I had heard about," Christopher answered. A look of grave concern and gentleness appeared on his face as he looked at the last member and the reason behind them coming here.
Tristan, who was only 79 years this year, looked to be in his forties. One-half of his body was charred black and had cracks all over that. The other half had wrinkles. If Tristan were to open his mouth, only a single tooth would be found. As for hair, there were only three white hairs on his bald, wrinkly head.
Since Tristan was crazy, the group had sedated him first and then brought him to the store. To hide the terrible half-burnt body, Kristina had covered him in a cloak.
During the entire journey, Kristina had carried her only son here. A bit of swelling could be seen around her eyes as she hadn't stopped crying from the moment Tristan had left his prison.
"There is no point in waiting here," Christopher commented and took the first step. The other family members followed his lead and entered after him, with grave and tense expressions.
Right after entering, Christopher's eyes fell on the chair, and the blue-skinned man relaxing on it.
Since his source had already told him about the unique appearance of the store owner, Christopher identified the blue-skinned man as the store owner right away.
He didn't know why, but just as he wanted to take a step forward, he couldn't make it.
Christopher took a glance at his grandson covered by a dark cloak, took several deep breaths, and finally took a step forward to approach the store owner.
Aakesh, who had been relaxing on his chair with closed eyes, sensed an approach, so he opened his eyes and looked at the source.
His eyes first fell upon a man approaching him with a mix of expressions on his face. He then looked at the group of three behind the man, where the weakest in the group was carrying a man.
For someone like him, the cloak was similar to having no cloak, so he easily saw through it. He noticed an unconscious man, who looked the oldest in the group but was the youngest in reality and had terrible injuries, even excluding the half-burnt body.
At that time, Christopher had approached Aakesh.
"Senior, can you heal my grandson?" Christopher directly stated his purpose behind coming here. He then nervously waited for the store owner's answer as the store owner was his only hope in freeing his grandson and continuing his family line.
"Yes, the pills in the store can heal his injuries," Aakesh expressionlessly answered the man. Since the injured man was only a Void Condensation level cultivator, the store had the pills to heal him completely.
Christopher wanted to yell in joy, hearing the store owner, but he controlled himself since it could wait until his grandson got healed.
"What pills do you recommend, senior?" Christopher asked Aakesh with an even more respectful tone.
"Three First-grade medium body healing pills for the body injuries, three first-grade medium mental healing pills for the mental injuries, one first-grade medium dantian healing pill for the dantian injury," Aakesh introduced the three products required to treat the man completely.
"Senior, give me three-body healing and mental healing pills," Christopher requested right away, without even asking the price.
Before coming here, he had already decided to pay whatever was required for his grandson to get alright. He wouldn't care, even if it meant selling everything he had earned until now.
Christopher was an early Void Forging level cultivator, so he could earn money anytime, he wanted, but he couldn't regain his grandson similarly.
As for not requesting dantian healing pills, Christopher didn't even have to think about it. Since the King had strictly ordered Tristan's cultivation to stay crippled, he didn't dare go against the order, despite the King being a friend of his. He also understood that for what Tristan did to the billions of citizens of the Blue Wyrm Kingdom, leaving freely as an ordinary human was already a big deal.
Aakesh had no interest in knowing why the man didn't want to buy dantian healing pills, so he expressionlessly nodded, stood up from his chair, went to the counter section, and took out the three pills required from both categories.
"You need to pay 225 ordinary Primal stones," Aakesh expressionlessly told the man as he handed him the pills he wanted.
Christopher, who was waiting to hear an unbelievable amount as the cost, couldn't help but get stumped for a moment, hearing the total price of the pills.
"Senior, you said 225 ordinary Primal stones, or did I hear the price wrong?" Christopher asked Aakesh to make sure as the price wasn't even close to the amount he was ready to pay.
Aakesh only nodded in response to the man's confusion.
Christopher, seeing the confirmation from the store owner, didn't dare to wait. He took out the required amount of Primal stones from his space ring, handed it to Aakesh, and took the pills that will heal his grandson.
Aakesh, in response, waved his hands and the Primal stones disappeared from the store. Christopher, after getting the pills turned around and returned to his group right away.
There was a mix of tension and excitement on Christopher's face as he removed the cloak from the face of his unconscious grandson.