Cosmic Trading System

"Spare me! Spare me! Lin Yun, I beg you to let me go. I'm one of the Ancestors of the Firestone Family, and I possess enormous wealth, quadrillions of Spirit Crystals, endless heaven and earth treasures. Just don't kill me, and I can give you all those riches. I won't let Meteor Ancestor target you again.

There's no benefit in killing me; the Meteor Ancestor will avenge me..."

Watching as Wei Firestone's body turned into a blood fog, and the remnants dwindled, his will grew weaker and weaker. Finally, overcome by the fear of death, he cried out in terror.

He had conceded defeat.

He had lived for countless years, traversed the universe in all eight directions for many years, having reached the pinnacle of the cosmos; he did not wish to fall at this juncture.

The Meteor Ancestor had already broken through to the saint-level strength, and the development of the Firestone Family was about to enter a new chapter.

He, too, wanted to break through to the saint-level strength.

If he died, it would all be for naught.

"Quadrillions of Spirit Crystals..."

"The entire fortune of an Ancestor of the Firestone Family..."

Around them, many cultivators were watching the scene, stirred up and greatly shocked by the revelation.

Being one of the top three superpowers in the universe, the Firestone Family had existed since ancient times. The wealth of an Ancestor was unimaginably terrifying to these cultivators.

Such vast riches were to be given to Lin Yun — the thought alone was thrilling for them.

"Don't be naive, right now, Wei Firestone is just saying sweet nothings to save his life!"

"True, maybe he's sincere now, facing the threat of death, but whether he'll keep his word once he's out of danger is doubtful!"

"Only if Lin Yun is foolish would he believe him!"

"At this moment, Lin Yun has humiliated him so severely in front of so many, there will be no end to this if he were to release him!"

Some remained calm, slightly shaking their heads.

"Die—"

Sure enough, Lin Yun paid no heed to Wei Firestone's words. He swung the sword in his hand, the Bloodthirsty Sword, quickening its pace, swiftly absorbing the remaining patches of Wei Firestone's blood fog.

Wei Firestone should have kept quiet — the more he spoke, the more Lin Yun worried that Meteor Ancestor might be on his way.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! A saint-level warrior has emerged in our Firestone Family, Meteor Ancestor has become a saint-level warrior. If you dare kill me, there will be no place for you under the heavens..."

Seeing that Lin Yun continued his onslaught, quickening the pace, fearing that he might utterly perish within a breath or two, Wei Firestone despaired.

"What?"

"The Firestone Family has produced a saint-level warrior?"

"Is it true? It's long been rumored that the Firestone Family might produce a saint-level warrior, could it be true..."

"Meteor Ancestor... he has truly broken through to the saint-level strength..."

Hearing Wei Firestone's words, the surrounding cultivators inhaled sharply, their shock apparent.

"Saint-level warrior? What is that? Is it even stronger than a Super Warrior?"

Some cultivators, unaware of what a saint-level warrior entails, voiced their confusion.

"Does the Firestone Family truly have a saint-level warrior?"

Lin Yun trembled slightly, also shocked to his core.

He had never seen a saint-level warrior, but he had heard Xiao Chong and Bahu Ye speak of them. Thousands of years ago, both Xiao Chong and Bahu Ye had visited the Immortal Origin Holy Land, where they had encountered saint-level warriors and witnessed battles between saint-level warriors and ordinary Super Warriors.

According to them, the strength of a saint-level warrior was immensely powerful, with some strong Super Warriors banding together, still no match for a saint-level warrior. Moreover, they suspected that those saint-level warriors had not used their full strength at the time.

That was another realm, very likely, as vast a gap as that between ordinary cultivators and Super Warriors.

"Does the Firestone Family really have a Saint-level warrior?" On the other side, Modan was also deeply shocked as he spoke.

"Even if there are Saint-level warriors, what of it, we have already reached this point, there is no possibility of retreat, nor do I wish to retreat..." Lin Yun's eyes soon flashed with a hint of darkness as he thought to himself.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Bloodthirsty Sword in his hand once again increased its attack speed. The Saint-level warrior mentioned by Wei Firestone did not cause him to hold back, but rather made him attack even faster.

"Ah! Lin Yun! I curse you, you will definitely not die a good death, not die a good death..."

Wei Firestone was completely desperate. His body turned into a mist of blood and only a very small part emitted a psychic tremble, transmitting his voice through the starry sky, with the voice getting fainter and fainter.

Eventually, it completely disappeared.

In that expanse of the starry sky, all of the blood mist, all of Wei Firestone's spiritual will, vanished without a trace.

Wei Firestone, this top-tier Super Warrior who had domineered across the universe for countless years, had utterly perished.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun sheathed the Bloodthirsty Sword.

"Many thanks, Senior Can, Senior Modan..."

Lin Yun flashed over to where Can and Modan were not far away, bowing in thanks.

"Roar!" Can let out a soft roar towards Lin Yun, then turned his head to look at Little Gold not far away, who was rapidly approaching with a group of people.

"No need to thank me, you are Little Gold's friend. I came to help you because of Little Gold's request!" Lin Yun could understand the meaning in Can's bestial language, and he responded with a slight smile.

After that, Lin Yun turned to look at Modan.

"Master Lin is too polite. To speak the truth, if it weren't for me inviting you to join this grand competition previously, you would not have fallen into this vortex. I am very sorry for the incidents regarding Brother Xiao and Emma White, if I had arrived a bit sooner, they might not have perished..." Modan also bowed, apologizing continuously.

Modan was keen to make a connection with Lin Yun. He knew that the key to forming bonds was sincerity. He couldn't evade any part of his mistakes; otherwise, it might cause Lin Yun to be displeased.

"The matter can't be blamed on Senior Modan, they perished because of me..." Hearing Modan bring up Xiao Chong and Emma White, Lin Yun felt suddenly downcast and heavyhearted, shaking his head slightly.

"In the previous battle, my reactions were also somewhat slow, otherwise, that Ao Firestone might not have been able to escape. I truly apologize..." At this moment, Modan spoke again.

"Senior Modan need not blame himself, to be honest, I am really very grateful for your help..." Lin Yun said with a faint smile as he spoke once more.

At first, he had not understood why Modan's cooperation was a step slow, but as the battle progressed, he gradually realized that Modan must have had his reservations, and in truth, he should also have been cautious.

Even if he did not care about his own life, there were others around him.

Perhaps, from the beginning, when he was fighting An Firestone on the platform, he should not have killed him.

Perhaps, when Ao Firestone later came forward and made a move against him, he should have shown some cowardice and willingly handed over the God Devouring Knife and Devil Sound Bell.

That way... perhaps Xiao Chong and Emma White would not have died.

Thinking this way, Lin Yun felt a twinge of self-reproach in his heart.

Perhaps, he was wrong from the start.

He should have been more like Modan...

Thus, at this moment, he fully understood Modan's reaction then.

This was the true wisdom of a sage, the survival wisdom accumulated over a long period of time.