The last Asura Sovereign

“Amrit has something important to share with us,” his father began, his voice steady yet tinged with gravity. Amrit took a deep breath, feeling the weight of their collective gaze upon him. Amrit wasted no time in recounting the recent events, from the assassins, their disappearance, removal of their trace and to the unexpected inheritance that he had found. The hall fell silent as the supreme elders absorbed the gravity of the situation, their expressions shifting from murderous intent, surprise to contemplation. His grandfather, a man known for his insight and foresight, spoke up after a moment of thoughtful silence.

“This is indeed a turning point for our clan. This inheritance is both a boon and a bane for our clan. The power it brings can elevate us to new heights, but it also paints a target on our backs. Forget about Foundation Building family, even those at Golden Core Formation family will be after us if the news was leaked. We must tread carefully and strategize how we can make the most of it. It is not all about inheritance. Even if we can comprehend it the resources required are scarce. Forget about affording it we may not be able to find them. As you know the third tier minerals and herbs are rare in our clan and whole Lunaris city.” The father son duo of Amrit hadn’t considered this point. It is true what they said - the older the ginger, the spicier it is. They were lost in the joy of inheritance so much that they forgot the most crucial thing – resources.

And it was not like just having the inheritance makes them stronger. The people who could comprehend high tier knowledge becomes less and less. For most of the auxiliary cultivators it was not knowledge that became bottleneck, it was their own capacity that made them stay in same tier for decades. His father, Punya, inclined his head in acknowledgment of his father's wisdom, understanding the gravity of the situation they were now faced with. "We must act swiftly and decisively," his grandfather continued, his voice firm and unwavering. "The inheritance we have acquired is a double-edged sword, and we must wield it with caution and prudence. The knowledge contained within your inheritance can rapidly develop middle tier power of the clan, but remember there is always a cost. We cannot afford to be reckless." His grandfather's words hung heavily in the air, a reminder of the challenges they faced despite the newfound inheritance. Amrit felt a knot form in his stomach as he realized the true weight of their situation. The room was filled with a heavy silence, everyone lost in their own thoughts.

After what felt like an eternity, his grandmother broke the silence with a soft sigh. "We must not let fear cloud our judgment," she began, her voice gentle yet firm. "Every opportunity comes with its own set of risks, but it is how we navigate through them that sets foundation for the future." His father nodded in agreement, his expression thoughtful. "We must approach this inheritance with caution and wisdom. It is not just about power, but about how we can use it to safeguard our clan and ensure its prosperity for generations to come. But caution is first. We cannot trust everyone even if they are from our clan." Amrit's grandfather gazed around the room, meeting each of their eyes with a steely determination. "We will convene a meeting of the clan leaders and strategize our next steps. This inheritance may be a challenge, but it is also an opportunity for us to rise above our limitations and carve a new path for our clan. But don’t disclose the second grade top tier inheritance now. Just high grade will be sufficient, top tier will cause more harm than benefit. Even for the high tier limit it to those elders who had reached the bottleneck in second grade mid-tier, there is no need for other members of clan to know."

His grandparents didn’t ask him about how he acquired the inheritance or how much has he gotten. Was there only auxiliary inheritance or there was more. It was because they knew fate has strange way of working. Sometimes inheritance gotten from forceful methods may benefit them in short term but they would have to pay the price sooner or later. As for why Amrit didn’t tell about cultivation technique and martial arts, both were above peak tier of this world, there was a question of if others will be able to comprehend those techniques and even if they did will they be able to cultivate it. Furthermore, if the news about the tier of technique was leaked, Amrit was sure their clan won’t be able to see next sunrise. So his grandparents didn’t ask much about the inheritance.

His grandfather pulled some jade slips from what looked like thin air but Amrit knew it was from the ring in his hand. Storage rings existed in this world. In fact, they were pretty common, but not much common in low tier city like Lunaris. Even the whole clan probably had about ten. The void stone used for refining storage rings was third grade at the lowest, and even top tier weapon master and array master working together may not be able to forge one. The reason why there were only storage rings and not storage bags was because void stone in itself was precious and even if one incorporates into bags, the bag will either disintegrate or becomes temporary storage item even if the bag material was of higher grade. Only few eccentric cultivators will make those things like storage bags or incorporate storage in sleeves of their robes. But the storage ring in Rijal clan was lowest of tier making space of only few cubic meters. His parents and grandparents all had one each, and remaining were in the hands of clan elders. Only the storage ring in his grandfather’s finger was middle tier with more than ten cubic meter space. This was clan heirloom from the founding time.

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