Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

The shopkeeper was beyond shocked.

At their cultivation level, any menial transaction involved dozens of billions and with the requirements, Sam mentioned just now, the price reaches hundreds of billions.

Nobody wants to have that much of spiritual stones, because the energy from spiritual stones can do little to nothing to them at their level and they also need to have unlimited patience to go through all of those stones.

But still, they are the hard currency. They can be exchanged for anything and everything.

"Okay, if you are comfortable with paying with spirit stones, then do so by all means. Fifty percent now, please."

The shopkeeper continued with the transaction and Sam took out the spatial ring and handed it to him.

The shopkeeper briefly glanced through it for a couple of minutes before he started drafting the contract. After entering all of the details that Sam wanted they finally signed it and that too in presence of a Gandharva where they took the oath.

It is kind of a common practice here. Since there is not much of a structural jurisdiction in this place, they have to resort to different ways, and having a Gandharva oath to be the witness of their contract is one of the most common ones.

Both parties wouldn't want to betray each other if mother nature itself is directly after them as a consequence.

So, after the contract was signed, Sam and the trio were taken to a special waiting room, where they waited for the team members to gather.

They were served with some refreshing wine and snacks made of some rare delicacies available in the surroundings.

They waited for over twenty-five minutes and the team was gathered.

It is a team of twelve people all at the Initial stage of Astral Plane Consummation.

The Vermillion Hawk nest also has over a dozen Astral Plane Consummate stage Initial beasts, but Sam is perfectly sure that this would be enough to deal with these beasts.

But there are some modifications in the contracts since the shopkeeper didn't want to risk losing their men.

And of them is for three middle-stage Astral Plane cultivators of the Consummate stage to accompany them.

They won't participate in the battle unless there is a definite danger to the group and if the situation leads to their interference then Sam has to pay for their fee too.

Even though these birds are pricey, they are not worth it for three middle-stage cultivators to attack. They are only suitable for people who are breaking through most of the time.

And since there is little to no organizational culture within the Grey circle, there are not many people who desire these birds unless they are looking for one to make it their ride.

So, unless Sam is willing to pay an exorbitant amount of money in case they needed a backup for surprising events, they are not really into taking this mission.

Sam didn't refute or renegotiate, he directly agreed to all of their terms.

The shop keeper was extremely skeptical about this. Rightfully so.

The three middle-stage cultivators also felt that Sam's confidence is unfounded.

They all went out to the hunt without any delay.

Sam assumed the command and started guiding people to attack after they reached the vicinities. Of course, the three experts that came are standing by. While the trio is in charge of shooting some guns. Even if they are not exactly the sharpest shooters, Sam only needed an approximate landing.

So, whenever a Hawk tried to take one of the team members, it was shot down from various directions with a lot of paralytic poison inside.

The hawks slowly stopped moving. The team of mercenaries who came for one of the most annoying battles in the world was dumbfounded.

Vermillion hawks are one of the most stubborn and lethal creatures. They are so nimble in the air and the speed is completely off the charts. They prepared for a long battle, traps, and all kinds of other stupid stuff. But they were not needed. Their preparations are pretty much useless.

Even the leader of the Hawks that was at middle-stage was slowly taken down by the bullets that the trio shot and the attacks Sam guided the group to make.

They simply won the battle by evening and are not the way to go back to the city.

When they were about to reach the city, Sam suddenly stopped them a few hundred meters away from the gate.

"What do you need? I think our services are over with the death of Vermillion Hawks. Why did you stop them?"

It is one of the middle-stage cultivators who spoke coldly as he looked at Sam.

"It is not a task. I was contemplating whether I should do this at all or not. But I am really impressed with your performance today, so I will gift you with these things."

As he spoke, he took a few injectors, but they are different. They are not the kind that looked like guns, rather these are only six inches long. They are as big as a pen.

All they have to do is injected that into their bloodstream.

At first, the group members obviously refused, but Sam insisted.

"Even if you don't want it, just keep it so that you can help out your friends or family members if they need it."

That is what he said and made them take it. One of them who was injured was really curious.

He just injected it into his arm and all of a sudden, he felt some kind of weird energy that he is not aware of until now coursed through his veins, and before he knew it, we already started gathering requests.

The person who took the shot was stunned.

He didn't expect such an instantaneous result. He looked at= Sam in shock.

"How is that possible? What happened to me just now?"

"It is a healing medicine we are developing recently. It is actually pretty useful as the results are instantaneous and it works for injuries, poisons, and curses. At least most of them."

"Are you selling it? If you are, then our merchant group is the nicest place for you to do so.

You can really get a great deal and our boss has connections with a lot of people across the Grey circle. Your product will definitely make people queue up to buy it."

One of them directly pitched the idea to give the supply to the merchant group. But Sam's message was clear. He is not negotiating this right now and the healing medicine for one shot is all they could get at the moment.

They just went to the shop where Sam finished the closing procedures of their agreement and paid everything he needed to pay.

"Pleasure doing business with you. I hope you got what you wanted from this trip."

"Not everything. Bu that is still okay."

Sam replied with a smile casually and took off.

As soon as he left, the shopkeeper hurriedly ran deeper into the shop as he went to check the effectiveness of the medicine himself.

If it is really that good. There is no way he is going to let Sam go.