Cosmic Trading System

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Seeing the three ghost practitioners attempting to flee, Lin Yun bellowed, launching a barrage of spiritual attacks at them while accelerating his attack rhythm, entangling the three ghost practitioners and preventing them from escaping.

"This human's realm is clearly not high, so why does he have such strong spiritual attacks? Damn it, damn it..."

"Such intense killing intent, how many spirits has this human killed to condense such killing intent..."

Seeing Lin Yun clinging to them, not letting them leave, the three ghost practitioners said with a mix of shock and fear.

"Pfft—"

Finally, one of the ghost practitioners couldn't withstand it any longer and was completely slain by Lin Yun's sword.

Thus, the pressure increased even more for the remaining two ghost practitioners.

Originally planning to leave without major injuries, one of the ghost practitioners could no longer bear it and turned to flee, no longer caring about the injuries it might sustain at this moment.

However, even when all three ghost practitioners were present, they were afraid to flee directly, lest Lin Yun gravely wound them... so what about now, when only two ghost practitioners were left?

"Pfft!"

Before it could get far, Lin Yun took a step forward and shattered it with his sword.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Following that, Lin Yun's Bloodthirsty Sword shook continuously, slashing the ghost practitioner apart time and again until, finally, after being sliced apart once more, its body completely disintegrated.

Another ghost practitioner fell.

All of this happened in an instant. After slaying the ghost practitioner, Lin Yun turned around and chased after the last escaping ghost practitioner.

The last ghost practitioner initially felt angry when it saw its companion abandon it to escape, but then, seeing Lin Yun pursuing, it felt a surge of relief and quickly fled in another direction.

However, that moment of hesitation allowed it to cover less distance...

"No good! The human is chasing me! Fast! Fast! Fast!"

In the distance, the last ghost practitioner saw Lin Yun coming after it, voicing its shock and fear.

This time, it deeply regretted not realizing that this seemingly low-level human possessed such formidable strength, and that its two companions had not withstood him long. If only they had known, they would not have targeted this human.

"Ding— Ding—"

As the ghost practitioner's mind was filled with miscellaneous thoughts, a bell sound suddenly rang out, causing its thoughts to abruptly stall.

"Pfft—"

By the time it regained clarity, it saw a blood-colored long sword appear before its eyes.

Having battled with this weapon for a long time, how could it not know what the appearance of this blood-colored long sword before it meant?

"No!"

The ghost practitioner shrieked, a shrill cry echoing through the mountain range, traveling far and wide.

But in an instant, the source of the shrill cry ceased abruptly.

The body of the ghost practitioner had been shattered by Lin Yun's Bloodthirsty Sword, followed by a repetitive process. The ghost practitioner's body continuously regenerated and gathered, only to be swiftly sliced apart by Lin Yun again, incapable of any resistance.

"Pfft!"

Finally, after many swords, the ghost practitioner was killed by Lin Yun.

"Three ghost practitioners, three gray crystals..."

Lin Yun's eyes flashed slightly as he spoke softly.

Whoosh—

He stepped forward, and the last gray crystal was grasped in his hand.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At the same time, the power of the Bloodthirsty Sword enveloped the gray crystal, which was soon refined into streams of pure spiritual energy and then channeled into Lin Yun's mind, rapidly enhancing his mental strength.

"So much spiritual energy, so much spiritual energy, Little Blue, quick, seize it, seize it..."

Inside the Bloodthirsty Sword, Little White and Little Blue were also extremely excited, with Little White continuously exclaiming cheerfully.

They followed the path of spirit cultivation, which needed spiritual energy the most, and this spiritual energy greatly improved their strength.

"Hum! Hum..."

The Bloodthirsty Sword vibrated rapidly, constantly emitting a dissatisfied aura.

This spiritual energy was controlled and refined by the Bloodthirsty Sword itself, yet it could only absorb less than one-ninth of the energy, leaving it deeply unsatisfied and frustrated.

When it came to the speed of absorbing this spiritual energy... Little White and Little Blue, one yang and one yin, used some sort of technique that allowed them to refine and absorb spiritual energy at an alarmingly fast rate, far surpassing its own.

Originally, if the three of them were to share one-third of the spiritual energy equally, it would have gained one-ninth; it had even hoped to absorb half of that one-third of the spiritual energy.

But the outcome had chilled its heart; it couldn't even protect its own share.

Considering itself a defiantly heaven-defying weapon spirit... it was now suppressed by two little ones to such an extent. If it had blood, it would have wanted to spew out several mouthfuls as an expression of its current mood.

"Don't feel wronged; just by helping refine the spiritual energy, allowing you to absorb one-ninth of it is already a great deal. If I were to absorb and refine these energies myself, it would only take a few more days, a mere flick of the fingers to someone at our level of strength..." Lin Yun glanced at the Bloodthirsty Sword and said indifferently.

He purposefully did not say that, for him at this moment, every day was indeed precious. In his view, although the spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword was somewhat cunning, its intelligence was likely limited.

Otherwise, wouldn't it have learnt to speak?

Many weapon spirits with high spirituality could talk, not stuck to such basic mental communication.

He surmised that the original spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword might have been injured, and this new spirit was born from the remnants of the old one, or perhaps, it was just the original spirit in the process of recovery, having not regained much yet, and thus retaining its cunning nature, with real spiritual wisdom actually not that great.

"Hum! Hum! Hum!"

However, upon hearing Lin Yun's words, the Bloodthirsty Sword's vibrations became even more intense.

Lin Yun's mental strength merged with the Bloodthirsty Sword, and he felt the mental fluctuations coming from the blood-colored spirituality, getting a rough idea of what it meant.

"Are you saying that you also had a part in killing the enemy just now?" Lin Yun hooked the corner of his mouth slightly.

This spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword did seem to want to take credit for itself, but he had no intention of attributing this accomplishment to it.

"Have the gall to say that, huh? The Bloodthirsty Sword is supposed to enhance its wielder's power, isn't that its inherent ability? Otherwise, why would I use the Bloodthirsty Sword? Even without you as a spirit, the Bloodthirsty Sword could still amplify my strength! Perhaps Little White and Little Blue could take over this Bloodthirsty Sword and unleash even greater power!"

"On the other hand, you previously concealed your strength, preventing me from employing the most powerful force against enemies. I haven't even settled that score with you yet!"

Lin Yun eyed the Bloodthirsty Sword and slowly said.