“From what the senior said, do you still have other opportunities for becoming a Saint?”
Yang Qiu asked cautiously.
“How vast is the world?”
Li Yun chuckled lightly.
“After countless years, there are countless hidden opportunities. Even if the opportunities in this world are gone, what about the myriad of other realms?”
“Rest assured.”
“As long as you can pay the price, there will always be an opportunity that suits you.”
Yang Qiu rubbed his hands together. He gritted his teeth and summoned a broken Saint Lord-level weapon. Just as he was about to offer it, he seemed to have thought of something.
The broken weapon disappeared.
He looked up, eyeing Li Yun cautiously.
“Senior, you haven't sold this opportunity to anyone else, have you?”
“Why?”
Li Yun smiled.
“Do you want to enter a secret realm all by yourself?”
Yang Qiu really was cautious. After Ren Qingtu's lesson, it seemed that it would take him a lifetime to forget.
“Nothing escapes the senior's sharp eyes.”
Yang Qiu gave a dry laugh.
He still remembered the opportunity from Greenwater Cliff very clearly. If he could have taken it all for himself, just the spiritual herbs inside would have been enough for him to cultivate to the Saint King realm!
Such benefits were not something anyone would want to share.
Not to mention, there would be powerful enemies involved, leaving him empty-handed.
“That's fine.”
Li Yun nodded and said, “But... it will cost more!”
At first, Li Yun didn't know what was inside the Greenwater Cliff opportunity, but after selling it, he did some investigating and immediately regretted it.
Inside, not only was there an opportunity to become a Saint, but there were also countless spiritual herbs and, crucially, a Saint Weapon!
He sold it for four or five Saint Lord-level weapons—what a loss!
It was only at this moment that Li Yun realized just how generous the system was.
Having learned from this experience, Li Yun vowed that next time, he would never sell such an opportunity so cheaply. At the very least, he would gather more Heavenly Mechanism Points, or sell it to a group of people.
“More... more money?”
Yang Qiu's smile stiffened.
He had just gathered a bunch of broken weapons and thought he had made a small profit. Now, hearing Li Yun's words, he had an ominous premonition.
“How much more?”
Yang Qiu asked.
“At least seven to eight times the original price.”
Li Yun said nonchalantly.
“Seven... seven to eight times?”
Yang Qiu's voice rose several octaves.
Earlier, he had exhausted all his assets just to get a single piece of news. Now, seven or eight times the original price? Did that mean he would need seven or eight times his own wealth to pay for it?
“Did you forget the benefits from Greenwater Cliff?”
Li Yun countered.
“This...”
Yang Qiu was speechless.
After hearing the senior's words, it did seem quite reasonable.
If he had taken everything from Greenwater Cliff, wouldn't his wealth have increased seven or eight times?
“May I ask, senior, how much is this weapon worth?”
Yang Qiu pondered for a moment and took out another broken Saint Lord-level weapon.
This weapon was a longsword, broken in half, its spiritual glow dimmed, and after countless years of wear, no one could say how much power it still possessed.
“System, how many Heavenly Mechanism Points is this worth?”
Li Yun asked in his mind.
[Ding: Broken Saint Lord-level weapon, can be exchanged for 800 Heavenly Mechanism Points.]
Li Yun: “...”
A complete Saint Lord-level weapon was worth seven to eight thousand points, while this broken one was only worth seven or eight hundred. The tenfold difference was a bit outrageous.
Sure enough, items being bought back were heavily undervalued.
“This one's not worth much. If you want to use it to buy something at the Heavenly Mechanism Tower, you'll need at least several hundred of them. Do you have that many?”
Li Yun came back to his senses and looked at Yang Qiu.
“Uh...”
Yang Qiu gave an awkward smile and put the weapon back.
Although he had collected quite a few, he certainly didn't have hundreds of them. After all, Saint Lord-level weapons were still valuable, and too many people had died over them.
The matter with the Hundred-Strike Mountain Range was impossible to hide.
“I'll... come back in a few days.”
Yang Qiu said reluctantly. He glanced at the Heavenly Mechanism Tower and then at Li Yun.
“Senior, you must leave an opportunity for me. I'll be back soon.”
“Rest assured.”
Li Yun smiled.
“Then... it's a promise!”
Yang Qiu cupped his hands.
With that,
Yang Qiu turned into a streak of light and shot up into the sky, quickly disappearing into the horizon.
In his heart, Yang Qiu had already made up his mind. Once he returned to the Nine Nether Demon Sect, he would seek out his more reliable senior brothers and borrow some weapons or spiritual treasures.
Once he became a Saint...
Hmm...
Once he became a Saint, he probably wouldn't have to return them.
After all, did people from the Demon Path really return things?
Those people probably wouldn't even dare to ask a Saint for payment.
After watching Yang Qiu leave,
Li Yun withdrew his gaze and looked at the group of people not far away.
“Is that the Lord of the Great Wasteland City?”
Li Yun smiled.
“Huh???”
Not far away,
The Lord of the Great Wasteland City stood at the forefront. Upon hearing the voice, his spirits lifted, and his whole body of fat trembled. He quickly stepped forward and said:
“It's me, junior!”
After waiting for so long, it was finally his turn!
The Lord of the Great Wasteland City couldn't help but feel a little emotional. First, it was the Demon Path giant, then the Da Luo Sect Master. Heaven knew how he had endured these past few days; it had been terrifying.
If this continued, with Saint-level figures visiting every few days, he'd probably die of fright.
This time, no matter what, he had to latch onto the Heavenly Mechanism Tower Lord's leg.
Otherwise,
He wouldn't even dare to sleep peacefully anymore.
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