Shadow Healer [The Blood Phoenix awakens]

Becoming a multi millionaire

The sensible thing to do was close the book and go to sleep. But curiosity has always been Akira's weakness—like all scientists.

He flipped to the next page.

‘Akira Luxon, select your customized heir's welcome gift.’

Akira's eyes narrowed. Wasn't the blood Phoenix guide a general instruction guide for the clan's heirs? How come it had his name engraved on it? Or did his family customize them at birth?

His eyes trailed down to the options

A. Titan indestructible physique

B. Discerning eyes [Wealth god's legacy]

C. Teleportation

Akira's eyes went straight to the number two option. As someone who didn't have much money growing up, wealth was the best option for him. If he had money, he wouldn't have been so easy to bully. If he had money, his mother wouldn't have died.

The discerning eye was the most palatable. Not only could it help him tell the true nature of things, it could help him avoid some traps.

As for the Titan stuff, he was already stronger than he ever expected to get, and would continue to improve, as long as he unlocked more portions of his bloodline powers and learned to control them.

As for teleportation, it was important in times of danger. But for now, he will pass.

“Discerning eye.”

A flash of light from the book hit his left eye, turning it blood red. In the next instant, it was gone.

“Discerning eye binding completed. It could help you see the true nature of things and sharpens your intuition. However, using them on humans isn't advised because it could lead to a backlash.”

Technically, he wasn't supposed to use it in humans to avoid causing them to run mad or develop brain related illnesses.

‘What's the discerning eye good for then?’ Akira grumbled. Humans are the ones who need to be handled with the highest caution? Treacherous mean things they were.

“Does it mean I can't use it to check what kind of person someone is?” He continued reading down till he found it.

He could really use it on people, but he needed a certain level of cultivation, and mental control to use it without causing severe damages. From the requirements listed, Akira was sure he wouldn't be meeting them any time soon.

He tried to swipe to the third page, but the book wouldn't open.

“What's happening?” Akira's eyes narrowed and he pulled as gently as he could. The book wouldn't open despite his efforts.

A glowing string of words appeared in the book. “Requirements to open the third page not fulfilled.”

The book snapped shut on its own and disappeared.

A frown marred Akira's features. Wasn't the guidebook free? Why does it suddenly need requirements to open to the next page? What could these requirements be?

Even after thirty minutes of careful thinking, he couldn't come up with a suitable solution.

“Fine, if it wouldn't open, let it stay shut. I was doing great without it.”

Akira noticed he could see energy floating around. Now, it was no longer dust molecules and water droplets. Could it be the discerning eye stuff causing it?

It was already a big enough headache to see dust and people’s internal organs. Now, the stupid X-ray vision was back with new variations, thanks to his wrong choice.

‘They said it was the wealth God's legacy. I should be able to earn a little money from it.’

Akira sat up and reached for his broken laptop. It was old, but still usable. Most people in the hostel were asleep, so the network traffic should be free. It wouldn't lag much.

Earlier in the day, Akira had gone to the ATM to transfer the money in the card he got to a new account he opened. His old account had been compromised by Evelina, it was no longer safe.

Out of the seven million he received from selling his… He shook head and groaned, unable to complete the demeaning thought.

Well, there were six million in the new account. Five in the card, plus one million cash deposit, leaving him with a little less than one million cash balance still in the backpack.

If he wanted to check his abilities, what better way to test intuition than to engage in high stake madness?

He registered on a crypto currency exchange, and quickly got ready. To be on the safer side, he would only play with half of his money. So that even if he failed, he would still have enough capital to start a better venture.

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4 a.m Hostel 5

Brad stirred in the bed, and got up to pee. He saw Akira buried in the computer screen, his fingers flying over the keyboard.

His eyes went to the digital clock, then a frown marred his face.

“Akira, why are you still awake? We have research methodology quiz by eight—just four hours away. It's a five credit load, and Professor Sanders doesn't show mercy. If you don't get enough sleep, you won't be able to write well.”

“Ah?” Akira's eyes never left the screen.

Brad sighed in resignation and entered the bathroom. Once he was done with his business he returned to bed.

Akira seemed to have heard someone saying something about a quiz, but right now, his heart was pounding in excitement, blood roaring in his ears.

He quickly sold everything off and converted to cash. It really worked. This technique was nothing short of a divine miracle.

His hand trembled and he took deep breaths, watching the balance on his trading account. Thirty-five million dollars earned in just one night using three million.

In just one night, he moved from a helpless pauper to millionaire, to multi millionaire. With this cash in hand, he wouldn't fear poverty. He now had enough for his startup.

Akira transferred twenty-five million dollars to his new account, and left ten million to be used for the next day's session.

It seems that his good days had just begun.