Strongest Businessman of the Cultivation World

[Would you like to use 22 Cultivation Points to improve your Spiritual Sense?]

Ikasa hesitated for a second. Adding so many points at once may cause his Spiritual Body to overload. However, he could not wait too long.

He would start his journey to Beech City the next day. It was a must to max out one of his most important Senses before he entered the Planar Rift.

He looked at the Pentagonal Stats diagram again. The number before Spiritual Sense sat at 78/100.

Two more points would let him reach the Pinnacle of the Sense Realm. The rest twenty would prepare him for the breakthrough to Chakra Sensing Realm.

All of his five physical senses had been evened out at 36/50.

As soon as he adds 4 more points to each of them, he would be a true Pinnacle Sense Realm Expert!

'Once I set off for Beech City, I will not be able to access Printer until I return. I need to use as many points as possible and become stronger before then.'

He also had another worry; For the duration he would be gone, his CP would reach the cap and be wasted.

Though his cap had increased to 440 from the meager 100 he had initially, his sales had grown exponentially more in comparison. He earned nearly 200 CP everyday!

If he had to make a comparison, he only had to look at the capless Battle Points. The number had reached an astonishing high of 2176! And it was after he had used them to fulfill all the orders of Martial Skill Manuals!

Ikasa took this all into consideration. Increasing his realm meant increasing the cap on CP by another 70 points. In a situation where he would not be able to access the Printer for a few weeks, saving as much CP as possible was important.

Because if he lacked CP, he would not be able to fulfill the upcoming bulk orders for Cultivation manual in a timely manner!

Ikasa sighed at the dilemma.

'If only I could bring the Printer with me… I wouldn't have to compromise with my steady growth.'

He gritted his teeth and pressed 'Yes'. He chose his business over his personal embarrassment.

'Anyways, the worst that could happen is a splitting headache.'

Ikasa thought as the cultivation points changed from 386 to 364. He couldn't have been more wrong.

Adding 22 points at once was equivalent to overeating. Unlike his stomach, his Spiritual Body could not vomit the excess points out.

His Spirit began to bulge as its absorption and assimilation speed could not keep up. The excess energy ran rampant through the energy paths, causing them to inflate.

A point came when his Spiritual body became larger than his Physical Body. He began to feel the pain. It started with a prickly sensation all over and quickly escalated to severe muscle pains.

"Aaahh!"

Ikasa collapsed to the floor, writhing with anguish. At this moment, his spirit had reached the limit of absorption. He suddenly felt the pain recede and disappear.

When he opened his eyes, he saw fog swirling with different shades of gray. Bright lights flashed in the corner of his vision, as if they were shooting stars.

Ikasa looked around to find where he was. Except for the gray fog, he could not see anything. He took a step and lost balance. Yet, he did not fall. His body floated, as if weightless.

Just as he was wondering where he was, he heard a voice. It sounded from everywhere and nowhere.

"What is 'His' creation doing here?"

Ikasa felt as if his entire being had been scanned with an invasive gaze. It terrified him that it happened without his notice.

A few seconds later he heard the voice again.

"It even has a complete Soul! How is this possible?"

Even though the words suggested shock and surprise, the voice itself was neutral and emotionless, as if that of a robot.

Ikasa gathered courage and spoke to the ethereal voice.

"Who are you? Where is this?"

Silence. No one answered his question. Every second that passed felt like eternity while he waited for a reply.

After an unknown period of time had passed, a familiar feminine voice reverberated in his ears. It was different from the masculine robotic voice from earlier.

"We cannot keep him here for long."

The feminine voice spoke to the masculine voice.

Ikasa could not place where he had heard this feminine voice before, but he was sure he knew the owner of the voice. Just as he was about to ask his questions, he heard her speak again.

"Yi Ka San, if you want answers, bring your Cloud Printer to a Planar Rift."

Though the name she called was unfamiliar, he could safely assume that she was addressing him. After all, she specifically mentioned his greatest secret!

Before he could ask her anything further, his sight blurred and he woke up on the floor of his bedroom. The moment his eyes opened, he had one thought in his mind.

'How does she know about the Printer?'

Ikasa wondered with panic.

An unknown being who was powerful beyond his imagination knew his secret. If she wanted to, she could take it from him and he would be helpless to resist.

This thought made cold sweat trickle down his back. He looked at the Cloud Printer lying innocently on the table. The wire was still connected to his chest.

He unplugged the wire and watched as the USB slot on his chest disappeared under his skin, as if it was never there.

Ikasa sat on the floor, dumbfounded. The entire experience he underwent was surreal. Just a few minutes may have passed and the memory of the gray foggy area was already starting to blur in his mind.

He tried to piece the clues together to uncover the identity of the Speakers.

No matter how he tried, he could not link a face or a name to the familiar voice. Still, that was not the only peculiar thing.

What the robotic masculine voice said also bothered him.

'His' Creation. Who was the Voice talking about? What did he mean by having a complete Soul? If I am a human being, shouldn't I have a Soul?

Though, he was conflicted about bringing his Printer to the Planar Rift, he wanted answers more desperately.

Some were concerning his body, others related to the Sanctuary and its breach. He also wondered if the voice could answer what the holographic old man in the ruins near Sal City meant by gathering of energy.

'Also, some mysterious entity is supposed to arrive in 80 years.'

Ikasa wanted answers related to all of the questions. If his doubts were only about the sanctuary and this world, he wouldn't have taken the risk.

However, his identity was in question. He valued his life, but what was the point of living if he was confused about his identity?

Ikasa also remembered the way he was addressed by the immaterial voice.

"Yi Ka San. Yi… Ka… San…"

His face paled as he made the connection.

"Yi means 1. Ka is K. San as in 3…."

The words of the holographic hunched old man from the Sal City's ruins came to his mind. He had called him something that made him doubt his humanity.

Ikasa silently whispered the way he was addressed by the hunched old man.

"Specimen 1k3a."

He held his head and fell to the floor on his back.

'Does that mean this body was born in a lab and not from a mother's womb?'

For the first time, Ikasa differentiated his soul from the Earth and the body he transmigrated into. The dissonance in his identities made his heart thump.

He had never imagined himself as anything but Human. And he was unwilling to consider himself as anything else. He took a few minutes to straighten his thoughts.

'There is no point in speculating and beating myself over it.'

He thought as his eyes came to rest on the Cloud Printer.

'All my questions can be answered as long as I risk exposing the Printer and bring it to the Planar Rift in Beech City.'

Once he had resolved to take the risk, he began to prepare to minimize the danger associated with it.

First and foremost, he decided to check his stats. The reason behind why he was able to contact those mysterious voices was, after all, his overloaded Spiritual Body.

He opened the cultivation screen only to see something unexpected.

The Spiritual Sense had not reached 100/100 as he had intended. Instead, he saw that only two points were added to the Spiritual Sense.

"80/100. Where did the rest of the points go?"

He muttered as he looked at the stats of five Physical Senses.

"40/50, 40/50….40/50? All five of them have reached the 40 points mark?"

Ikasa exclaimed with surprise.

He suddenly felt tingling on his skin as he felt hot energy from the fire attribute, dry energy of the earth attribute and cold from water attribute.

Soon his nose was also assaulted by the various smells of the different attributes.

The sensations overwhelmed him quickly, but Ikasa persisted through this first wave. The Spiritual Smell and Spiritual Touch deactivated after a few seconds.

He took a deep breath and calmed his rapidly beating heart. The sudden redistribution of points had made him a true Pinnacle Sense Trainer!

It also posed him another question regarding the redistribution of the points.

"Was it a self-corrective action by my own body, or was it the work of the owners of mysterious voices?"