Cosmic Trading System

"True Martial, it's your choice! Either you pick me, and I only want the power gathered this time in the Immortal Origin World and to use that arrangement once. After all, you know Lin Yun's talent; even without these, he can cultivate very quickly. On the contrary, if he obtains these, he could very possibly reach a considerable level in the Saint Lord Realm quickly.

How long can he then stay in this universe? And how would he complete the mission left by Grand Master Taoist Ancestor?" Langya Saint Lord said indifferently.

"After this time, whether successful or not, I will not ask for a second chance. A thousand years later, Lin Yun can use all the accumulated power from the Immortal Origin World. By then, whatever he does with the Immortal Origin World is not my concern. Whatever heights Lin Yun reaches in the future, he can also stay in this universe an extra thousand years.

Then, he might have the power to break through the thirty-fifth heaven of this universe, it's not certain, but if so, his prospects would be even broader..." Langya Saint Lord continued speaking.

"There is no more time..." True Martial Saint Lord shook his head.

If it wasn't for the connection between this universe and the Netherworld, perhaps he would have been swayed by Langya Saint Lord's words, but he was very clear that the premonition he spoke of earlier was not a mere guess.

Their level of cultivators has an extremely strong ability to sense the future. If he were to leave this universe and no powerful being emerged quickly, the universe could very well face a catastrophic disaster.

By then, what would be the point of talking about a thousand years later?

The Immortal Origin Holy Land might not even exist anymore!

"So, you are insisting on choosing Lin Yun?" Langya Saint Lord asked with a faint smile.

True Martial Saint Lord frowned slightly; he had a vague feeling that something was off about Langya Saint Lord's expression.

"I have already given you a chance; it's truly a pity you did not seize it..." Just then, Langya Saint Lord spoke in a low voice, a flash of cold light subtly crossing the depths of his eyes as he gazed at True Martial Saint Lord.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Langya Saint Lord dashed toward True Martial Saint Lord and simultaneously brandished a long sword slashing at him.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Saint Lords were greatly startled.

Has Langya Saint Lord gone mad?

They all knew how powerful True Martial Saint Lord was, and they knew Langya Saint Lord's strength. Langya Saint Lord was by no means a match for True Martial Saint Lord; how could he dare to make a move against True Martial Saint Lord now?

Does Langya Saint Lord not fear being slain by True Martial Saint Lord?

"This Langya Saint Lord…" Lin Yun's pupils contracted slightly, also very shocked.

He too hadn't expected Langya Saint Lord to dare to make a move against True Martial Saint Lord.

"True Martial, be careful!" the Holy Mother also couldn't help but shout out.

Although she didn't know why Langya Saint Lord dared to move against True Martial Saint Lord, if Langya Saint Lord dared to make a move, he must have something to rely on.

"Langya!" True Martial Saint Lord's heart sank as he called out sharply.

"Boom——"

In the midst of speaking, True Martial Saint Lord's body exuded a powerful aura as he quickly moved to face Langya Saint Lord.

However, before he could move much forward, his body trembled slightly, and soon after, the energy within him began to go haywire, even starting to violently surge in small areas, and his momentum rapidly declined.

"Netherworld Water?" True Martial Saint Lord's complexion changed drastically as he exclaimed.

As someone in the Saint Lord Realm, he was a formidable being even outside the universe. Among the treasures of this undeveloped universe, there were very few things that could threaten him.

The symptoms he was now experiencing were precisely what the Grand Master Taoist Ancestor Er Lee once described to him regarding a certain treasure, most importantly, this kind of treasure could just happen to be spawned within this type of universe.

Moreover, thousands of years ago, during the Taoist Ancestor's public lectures with the Ten Thousand Race offering tributes, he remembered one particular item was this Netherworld Water, said to be born in the invisible junction space connecting a universe with the Netherworld, with only one drop forming every hundred million years.

Therefore, as soon as this condition manifested, he immediately thought of that substance.

The Netherworld Water is colorless and tasteless when used; it is hard for Saint Lords to detect. This poison has the ability to lie dormant. Once affected, if the poison is not activated by its user, the victim's cultivation will not be hindered. However, when activated, the victim's entire power will start to collapse while exercising their energy.

Unexpectedly, he had been poisoned, and clearly, it was Langya Saint Lord's doing, though it was unknown when Langya Saint Lord had administered the poison.

"Ssst!" Right at that moment, Langya Saint Lord's sword struck True Martial Saint Lord.

"Bang——"

Because True Martial Saint Lord was unable to use his powers to defend himself, the sword hit him squarely, and his body immediately burst open, reduced to shreds.

Fortunately, having reached the Saint Lord Realm, life force in a Saint Lord is incredibly resilient, and regenerating from a drop of blood is nothing difficult, let alone for those in the Saint Lord Realm. Although True Martial Saint Lord was now poisoned, which greatly reduced the vitality of his life force, it was still immensely strong.

Quickly, the disintegrated body of True Martial Saint Lord gathered back together again.

True Martial Saint Lord looked up at Langya Saint Lord, who had stopped his assault, his face grim.

"Indeed, it is Netherworld Water, True Martial. Since you know about the Netherworld Water, you must also know the consequences of being poisoned by it.

In consideration of our acquaintance spanning thousands of years, if you surrender now and acknowledge the act I am about to perform, I can neutralize the Netherworld poison in you afterward, sparing you from harm," said the Langya Saint Lord with a faint smile.

The strike just now seemed to be a show of force to True Martial Saint Lord, as if to make him confront reality.

"Netherworld Water?"

"What is Netherworld Water?"

"True Martial Saint Lord has actually been struck by a powerful poison… This matter…"

Many Saint Lords around witnessed this scene and expressed their shock in astonishment, with some of them growing restless.

In the Immortal Origin Holy Land, there were only two Saint Lord Realm powerhouses. With True Martial Saint Lord poisoned, that left only Langya Saint Lord. Coupled with the many other ordinary Saint Lords, couldn't they do whatever they desired?

"True Martial Saint Lord, are you alright?" Lin Yun was startled and instantly dashed to True Martial Saint Lord's side, looking at him and asking.

Now, their greatest reliance was on True Martial Saint Lord. Should anything happen to him, he feared that both Saint Mother and he would be in danger, and even his people and subordinates on Earth who had been placed in the Immortal Origin Holy Land might be imperiled.

"Heh heh…" True Martial Saint Lord let out a bitter laugh.

He truly had not expected Langya Saint Lord to poison him. Perhaps, having never been wary of Langya Saint Lord, he had fallen victim to the Netherworld Water set by him.

Indeed, thousands of years ago, the Grand Master Taoist Ancestor Er Lee emerged and led their seventy-two disciples from obscurity to greatness, from an ordinary place in the Immortal Origin to the entire cosmos, swiftly achieving the status of the Immortal Origin Holy Land, a top blessed land in the universe, and ultimately even established the mighty Immortal Origin World.

Although the seventy-two disciples were not loving as siblings, they cooperated with united hearts, each harboring a pride that looked down upon the whole universe.

In the end, Grand Master Taoist Ancestor Er Lee left with the other seventy disciples, leaving only him and Langya behind, which, hypothetically, should have brought them even closer.

How could he have imagined that Langya would secretly poison him?

"In consideration of our acquaintance spanning thousands of years? Ha! Your demand for my surrender is probably not based on our long-standing relationship, but rather on your uncertainty about how much strength I still possess, isn't it?" True Martial Saint Lord did not reply to Lin Yun's question, but looked towards Langya Saint Lord in the distance, mocking himself with a smile.

In the brief interval just now, Langya Saint Lord had retreated even further back – a clear sign of his inner apprehension!

"How is that possible? After all, we share an acquaintance of thousands of years and a relationship as Senior Brother and Junior Brother. How could I harbor such sentiments?" Langya Saint Lord shook his head and said.

True Martial Saint Lord gave Langya Saint Lord a deep look and slowly said, "People often say, 'the human heart is fickle.' I never truly grasped it, but today, I have experienced it profoundly. As for what you're thinking right now, I'm really not too sure."

He was certain that thousands of years ago, Langya Saint Lord did not possess such a mindset. Back then, Langya Saint Lord was still very weak, and stronger individuals could almost sense his thoughts.

A person of Grand Master Taoist Ancestor Er Lee's exceptional caliber would have been even more perceptive, wouldn't he?

It can only be said that, over these thousands of years, Langya Saint Lord's nature had changed. He, indeed, could not perceive it clearly; otherwise, he would not have fallen prey to the Netherworld Water poison planted by Langya Saint Lord.

"True Martial…" Langya Saint Lord was about to speak again.

"Enough of this idle talk. Today, let me see just how far your strength has grown over these thousands of years!" True Martial Saint Lord interrupted Langya Saint Lord, and with a buzzing sound, a golden long sword appeared in his hand, pointing diagonally at Langya Saint Lord as he spoke indifferently.

"Sword of True Martial!" Langya Saint Lord's eyes narrowed slightly.

Once, Grand Master Taoist Ancestor Er Lee had crafted seventy-two flying swords as treasures for them, each named after their respective titles. The flying sword of True Martial Saint Lord was the Sword of True Martial, while his was the Langya Sword.

Each sword was extraordinary, but that was not why he treasured these flying swords.

It was because when the seventy-two disciples sparred with each other, they never used these flying swords.

Even the sword he wielded to attack True Martial Saint Lord just now was not the Langya Sword.

Now, with True Martial Saint Lord wielding this flying sword, it seemed to symbolize a break between them.

Thousands of years ago, as they followed Grand Master Taoist Ancestor Er Lee in their cultivation, scenes of those times appeared before his eyes once more, and for a moment, his heart was filled with complexity.

"Good! It's been a long time since I sparred with you, big brother True Martial. Let me also see how your strength has developed!" Langya Saint Lord extended his hand placidly, and a long sword appeared in his grip, emitting a white glow, as he looked at True Martial Saint Lord and slowly spoke.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

The next moment, True Martial Saint Lord made the first move, and Langya Saint Lord immediately countered, their figures swiftly colliding.

"Boom—"

The Immortal Origin World trembled, with parts of space collapsing and spatial rifts appearing.

At this moment, the strength Langya Saint Lord displayed seemed to surpass even that of his earlier engagement with Lin Yun.