Re-Birth of a Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Tri-Ashura realm. The realm is being ruled by three Blood demon families.

The Crimson Blood demon family. The family that rules one-third of the planets and has a fire elemental bloodline.

The Emerald Blood demon family. The family that rules one-third of the planets and has a Wood elemental Bloodline.

Finally, the last but the most powerful of all three. The Black blood demon family. They use dark elemental energy and they also have decent art of necromancy running within their family.

But that is not the reason why they are the strongest. It is because out of all three, their backers are the strongest and they don't fail to remind the two families of the fact and push their buttons from time to time.

Unlike the Crimson reed realm that divided the planets between themselves, the Tri-Ashura realm is a bit different because, they couldn't come to an agreement on how to divide and who would get which planets, so they settled with dividing every planet into three parts.

That too not equally. The legend has it that they waged war on each other and tried to occupy as much land as they want and that too the land of their choice on different planets. And by the time the war is over the places that they managed to keep a hold on belonged to them.

There are still some underhanded methods going on even after all the decades to occupy each other lands.

But no one speaks about it.

There is one main planet called the Capital Planet in the realm that has headquarters of all three families and within this planet in an area where volcanoes are most active within the wilderness close to the main city where three families headquarters are located, the new sect was opened.

Her name is Jwala. Nobody knows where she came from. All they know is that she is a human and she is powerful.

She came to that planet a few years ago and survived on her own as a sole cultivator. After some probes and troubles from the three demon families, she showed her hand which made them hold their horses and not push her too much.

Because at that time, the three families had too much to lose and she doesn't have anything to lose. They couldn't afford to piss her off.

But around three years ago, she opened a sect in the volcanic region solely for women. She bought every female slave she could get her hands on and gave residence to them within the sect.

The women tried to use their skills to earn income to sustain the whole sect.

But this led them to have some troubles. Because the market is completely under the control of the three demon families. Even the market leading to the other planets and realms is completely under their control.

Even though the sect has permission to sell products, they cannot possibly penetrate the market as their products are not really as good as the demon families' products and they have no experience or support whatsoever.

This is all the information that Sam could gather from the Talon realm. He managed to find a merchant who has connections with the market in the Tri-Ashura realm and a few drinks made him spill everything.

Along with that Sam managed to cut a deal with him with the innkeeper who is Tamas' friend acting as his proxy, he decided to open the liquor business and gave exclusive rights for Sam's liquor for Talon realm to that merchant.

He earned some money in the two days that Tamas took to settle the issues. After that, the whole team went to the wormholes that led to the other realms.

There is no direct hole connecting them to the Tri-Ashura realm. So, they have to take the connecting paths. Sam didn't bother to use the dimensional drifter for this as it is way too expensive. All he had to do is spend one day travel to save that expense.

No matter how rich he could be, he also has that many mouths to feed. So, he cannot possibly waste money and save it whenever he can.

After reaching the Tri-Ashura Realm's capital city, the team took residence in an inn and tried to gather the latest information regarding the sect.

So, they separated and spread out all over the city.

The city has a large market. There are many different races trying to sell their things and the market is pretty much divided into many sections based on the products.

Weapon section, medicine section, herb section, restaurants and bars, and so on. And in every section, there are stores belonging to the three families and one store belonging to the sect.

Sam first went to the weapon section and entered the shop of the sect.

The shop was also run by two women. And since there are no customers they have nothing to do. So, as soon as they saw him entering the shop they were surprised and excited at the same time.

Sam took a look at the swords and sabers that were hung on the wall.

He touched them and checked the craftsmanship. Even though he couldn't say they are exceptional, they are not actually bad. What is lacking in them is the soul of the craftsman. There are no flaws in the weapon if it was looked at in a pure physical fashion, but as he touched it, he could feel that it is lacking something.

To put it simply, it looked like a printed text on paper. It is good to read and can be understood, the text would serve its purpose, but a weapon should be like a handwritten note.

One should be able to understand what the writer is going through when writing this. That is what's missing in these weapons. The maker didn't find their own style in weapons and purely followed the principles as they are, which made the final product look empty giving the wielder the same feeling.

But they would still serve their purpose and they have their own uses. For example for a puppet that is designed to wield blades, this type of sword is perfect.

Sam picked a rapier and examined it for a while, before nodding in satisfaction. Currently, a new model puppet is being made in the factories. This type of rapier might be a perfect fit for that.

"How many of these rapiers do you have?"

The two women were stunned and didn't manage to comprehend the situation for a second and Sam repeated his question.

"How many rapiers do you have?"

The two women came back to their senses and said.

"Currently, in the shop, we have around thirty."

"I will take them all. I would take those short swords too. Give me as many as you have."

Sam paid for them and looked around while they took the products.

Even though he came to get information, this is an unexpected gain. Every artisan he has under him has a different style and most of the swords and weapons he used for the puppets are mostly machine-made and he doesn't need these things, but still, these weapons might open a door for him to reach out to the sect.

As Sam is watching the weapons, another man came in. He is a demon and he has emerald eyes.

"Hello, Sir. It seems like you are new to this realm. This shop doesn't have any quality products. Nobody buys here. Not even a single local. Our shop is next door. You can come and take a look."

He spoke to Sam as soon as he entered and the two women immediately became flustered.

Sam is the first customer in a long while, they couldn't afford to lose him. Sam understood their expressions and said with a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, I am looking for this exact type of sword. I know what I am doing."

The demon tried to persuade him even more but Sam didn't respond and he couldn't help but leave.

Sam took the swords into his storage and said.

"I have an advice for your artisan. Tell her to not worry about the final product and the correctness of the process too much. There is no such thing as a proper and absolute procedure to do something. Tell her to enjoy the process of making it.

Her weapon has no physical flaws, but sometimes being flawless might not make it the best.

And give you Sect leader my regards. Tell her that a human named Sam wants to make a deal if she is interested.

I would be staying in a fifteenth room of the Black blood Inn.

Finally, you two should improve your salesman skills. Your etiquette is alright, but you should never let someone from outside approach your customer and you should be more confident in explaining your products. You should take the initiative.

You are not proactive at all."

With that Sam left the shop and went back to the inn.