Cosmic Trading System

Three months had flown by in the blink of an eye.

The second round of the Heavenly Principle Fruit competition had come to an end, and the third round had already begun.

Not only did the top contenders in the Heavenly Principle Fruit competition receive distribution slots for the fruit, but those who ranked slightly behind secured rewards of various heavenly treasures and earthly marvels, which, while not as valuable as the Heavenly Principle Fruit, were still precious compared to ordinary treasures.

Therefore, the competition in the third round remained fierce with many participants.

Moreover, because this competition was also a way for the major forces to select talent to court, in order to clearly understand the contestants' strength and potential, the third round involved each competitor fighting in many battles over a significant amount of time.

Modan sighed and instead of taking action himself, he sent a message to Lin Yun's companions, urging them to leave the area. He had already discussed it with Can, who would stay behind to monitor the people at the competition while Can awaited outside.

However, the conversation between Modan and Xia Qingqing, Lin Mengmeng, and the rest yielded unfavorable results. They were unwilling to leave. In fact, Modan had anticipated this even before he relayed the message because Lin Yun's companions, especially the two women, hadn't rested for over a year, continuously waiting there.

If it weren't for Modan's earlier message, they probably would have gone for more than two years without any rest.

It was naturally very difficult to persuade them with such a mindset.

"By doing this... if Lin Yun knew, he would probably feel bad..."

"It's not certain that something has happened to Lin Yun. He might just need more time to come out. Staying here, you all might become targets of other forces. Lin Yun asked me to protect you from outside. This makes it very difficult for me..."

"If Lin Yun is fine and comes out, but something happens to you all..."

"Please leave. I've been having a very bad feeling lately..."

No matter what Modan said, he couldn't persuade Xia Qingqing, Lin Mengmeng, and the others, which made him feel a wry smile forming within.

"No wonder Lin Yun values these people so much. They... really do hold deep affections for Lin Yun..." Modan couldn't help but sigh internally, feeling a bit emotional.

"Forget it! With me here at the Heavenly Principle Fruit competition and Can waiting outside, we can join forces at any moment. As long as that Saint from the Firestone Family doesn't take action, we should be able to withstand the rest!" Eventually, Modan shook his head, thinking to himself.

He gave up trying to convince Xia Qingqing, Lin Mengmeng, and the others and decided to do his best to protect them.

With this in mind, Modan looked up towards the competition scene.

At this moment, the third round of the competition had begun, and many contestants were engaged in battle on the stages.

Thanks to the earlier rounds of the competition, many contestants had been eliminated. Those still in the running were almost all elites of this universe, each possessing formidable strength among their peers.

"Because of the preaching effect of the saints from the Immortal Origin Holy Land thousands of years ago, there are indeed many talented cultivators in this generation. Some are particularly dazzling and would have garnered much attention in ordinary times..." Modan nodded slightly.

Even though he had become a top Super Warrior, he had to acknowledge this fact. He appreciated the performances of some of the talented cultivators.

However, Modan's thoughts quickly turned to Lin Yun, who had entered the Heavenly Principle Tower, and recalling Lin Yun's prior performance, he shook his head and said, "It's a pity, as talented as these people are, they still fall short compared to Lin Yun!"

In history, how many cultivators could engage a Super Warrior at the Half Step Super Realm and stand against a top-tier Super Warrior of the fourth level of the Super Realm? Even more so, a peake Super Warrior of the fourth level fell due to Lin Yun's involvement!

Perhaps, thousands of years ago, those saintly warriors from the Immortal Origin Holy Land could have done it! Maybe, even at the Half Step Super Realm, those saintly warriors couldn't have accomplished such a feat!

In any case, he had never seen one! He could only speculate that some powerful saintly warriors at Lin Yun's realm should have been able to do it!

Just like that incredibly powerful First Saint! And a few other immensely strong saints!

"If Lin Yun were here, he would undoubtedly have won first place and secured a Heavenly Principle Fruit for himself without question, and his breakthrough to the Super Realm would have been within reach!" Modan lamented inwardly.

Although Lin Yun was strong, Modan remembered that Lin Yun had just recently broken through to the Half Step Super Realm. As such, he believed that Lin Yun's chances of breaking through to the Super Realm with a Heavenly Principle Fruit were not one hundred percent!

He knew this from personal experience, how difficult it was to make a breakthrough to the Super Realm!

However, a Heavenly Principle Fruit would certainly enable Lin Yun to make significant progress!

"Perhaps, that's why Lin Yun has spent a longer time within the Heavenly Principle Tower? Lin Yun hasn't perished and is still inside the tower challenging the Super Realm?" Modan thought to himself.

This was a thought deep inside his heart. He really didn't hope for anything bad to happen to Lin Yun.

"Time will tell..." Modan closed his eyes and stopped thinking about this matter.

His terrifying power allowed him to sense everything happening at the Heavenly Principle Fruit competition even with his eyes closed.

However, seeing Modan close his eyes considerably lessened the psychological pressure on some cultivators.

"Modan has closed his eyes? Is this his way of saying he doesn't want to deal with the people around Lin Yun?"

"That's right… Lin Yun has offended too many people. How could he manage? And how would he dare? His strength is not weak, but there are many in this universe who are on par with him. Even if he is not afraid, the Mo Family behind him may not be fearless! As long as he's wise, he won't intervene!"

"So, are you saying that there would be nothing stopping us from making trouble for Lin Yun and his companions?"

"We can let some of our subordinates try first..."

Several cultivators began discussing privately. While speaking, their gazes kept shifting toward the direction where Xia Qingqing, Lin Mengmeng, and their group were.

However, although the cultivators talked like this, they still didn't dare to act rashly.

Xia Qingqing and Lin Mengmeng came from the former site of the Immortal Origin Holy Land. Lin Yun's strength, potential, and background were all extremely strong. Now, although Lin Yun was most likely dead, it wasn't certain, and Modan, as a top-tier Super Warrior of the fourth level of the Super Realm, was still sitting there.

All these factors made them indecisive.

If they made a wrong move, the price could be enormous!

Was it really worth it, just to get some revenge?

One month... two months... three months...

As time went by, the third round of the Heavenly Principle Fruit competition gradually moved into its later stages.

In the blink of an eye, another two years passed.

By then, the competition for the Heavenly Principle Fruit became increasingly intense, with almost all the remaining competitors being top-tier geniuses. It was now at the most ferocious stage in the fight for the allocation of the Heavenly Principle Fruits.

The quality of the talents in this competition was extremely high. Once these level of geniuses obtained the Heavenly Principle Fruit, they had a high chance of challenging the Super Realm.

The Super Realm offered limitless life, a transcendent status, and the power to lord over a territory unchallenged—an incredible temptation.

Therefore, every one of them was under extreme tension, with the winners overjoyed and the losers profoundly disappointed and furious.

"Damn it! Damn it! I've lost! I've lost the qualification to compete for the allocation of the Heavenly Principle Fruit! I was so close! Just a little more!" Finally, a cultivator, upon his defeat, yelled in anger.

"Boom—"

As he spoke, he punched the bodies of several subordinates nearby. Those subordinates' bodies immediately turned into clouds of blood mist, their strength merely that of ordinary Level 12 cultivators without much vitality to speak of.

With their bodies shattered, they were essentially dead.

Just because of a failure, he took the lives of several subordinates with a single punch, showing just how furious he was.

However, it didn't end there. Almost immediately, he looked up fiercely, his gaze turning to Xia Qingqing, Lin Mengmeng, and their party, with eyes flashing with a murderous intent, "It's all Lin Yun's fault! It's all Lin Yun's fault! Because of him, I didn't do well in the first round, and I didn't have much time to traverse the Heavenly Principle Tower.

If I had had more time in the tower, my strength would have increased a bit more, and I wouldn't have lost that last match!"

"It's all his fault! It's all his fault! That Lin Yun deserves to die, and so do all the people with him..." As he spoke, he had already transferred all his inner rage onto Xia Qingqing, Lin Mengmeng, and their companions.