Cosmic Trading System

A Level-Ten Cultivator was decently powerful, his cleverness in finding an opportunity to strike back against a robot possessing a Mid-Term Realm Level-Ten Martial Artist's strength suggested he had noteworthy talents.

Perhaps out of reluctance, or perhaps pity, it felt wrong to let such a formidable character perish.

Of course, Lin Yun's current strength was comparable to that of average early to mid-Term Realm Level Nine.

At his current training speed, it wouldn't be long before he overtook the strength of a Level-Ten.

He was confident he could suppress this man.

At the same time, Lin Yun held the world in his heart.

By that time, he certainly wouldn't have only his current 180,000 soldiers.

No, just the people of Earth wouldn't suffice.

He would need people from other planets, from other civilizations.

If that was the case, then let his path of conquering the universe and subduing other spirits begin now.

"Can you save me?"

Perhaps it was because he was already facing death that Fang Ao yearned even more for life. Hearing Lin Yun's words, the overbearing aura he had been emanating quickly subsided. He lifted his head abruptly and looked at Lin Yun in disbelief.

Anyone who loses his heart would suffer a fatal injury. While ordinary people had the hope of surviving with a man-made heart produced by technological prowess, as a Level-Ten powerhouse, it was impossible for an ordinary artificial heart to sustain him.

As far as he knew, the Kodis Empire only had the ability to create artificial hearts that Level-Eight Cultivators could use. Anything stronger than that was impossible.

He reckoned that even a Level-Seven technological civilization would have difficulty creating an artificial heart useable by a Level-Ten Cultivator, right?

Although the other party had a Peak Level-Ten martial artist, the varying levels of their battleships inferred that their status in the Level-Seven technological civilization probably wasn't that high.

Otherwise, how would they end up in this low-tier Civilization Star Domain, let alone occupy his home planet?

Even if the Level-Seven technological civilization had such technology, it was unlikely that the other party would possess it, right?

But after hearing Lin Yun's words, he still nursed a thread of belief and his spirits greatly lifted.

A surge of vitality spread throughout his body again.

"I can save you, but the price to pay is not small. If you are willing to pledge your loyalty to me, I can save you and spare your subordinates," Lin Yun said with a curt nod.

Seeing the change in Fang Ao's tone, Lin Yun glanced again at the place where his heart used to be and couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. Stay connected via My Virtual Library Empire

An artificial heart suitable for a Level-Ten Cultivator wasn't cheap on the Cosmic Trading System. If he had known earlier, he would have asked Yang Two not to act so rashly.

But perhaps it was due to Fang Ao's severe injuries and knowing that Lin Yun could save him that led to the softening of his stance?

Otherwise, persuading him to surrender wasn't going to be an easy task, would it?

Matters as significant as life and death were indeed random in nature.

Hearing Lin Yun's words, Fang Ao fell silent.

Pledge loyalty…

Even the Kodis Royal Family hadn't demanded that of him; they had only asked him to be their guest.

This was a discourse losing freedom and dignity.

He, a proud man due to his smooth cultivation journey and ultimate status as a top-level individual in the Star Domain, how could he accept circumstances that had left him severely injured and now, to pledge loyalty to someone else?

"Take your time to think about your answer. As you should be well aware, when someone lies, their Mental Strength fluctuates abnormally. If your strength was normal, I wouldn't necessarily be able to detect it, but as it is, I'm confident I can. In addition, you should know that we used a special setting on your men at Tianzhu Star. As soon as they harbor different intentions, we can detect it.

If you pledge loyalty to me, I will also use this setting on you."

"If you refuse now, I'll grant you a swift death. But if you agree and later bear disloyalty, I'll let you know that living can be worse than dying."

Lin Yun slowly chimed in at that moment.

He didn't want to spend a huge sum only to end up with a disloyal individual, causing him to lose out.

Hearing Lin Yun's words, Fang Ao frowned even deeper.

Having such loyalty-enforcing device installed and forbidding different intentions was also hard for him to accept.

Time ticked by, minutes slipping away.

During this time, Lin Yun didn't rush him.

This wasn't a small matter, and the other party indeed needed to carefully consider it.

Only a decision made as such could be seriously abided by.

"By the way, I can assure you that your strength and potential won't be affected once your heart has recovered, but if you delay it any longer, I can't make any guarantees," added Lin Yun abruptly.

"I... I agree…" Fang Ao lifted his head, looking at Lin Yun with a bitter smile. Lin Yun's words were the last straw that broke the camel's back.

In those few minutes, his entire life's experiences seemed to flash before his eyes multiple times.

He had only just started on the stage of the universe, to be forcefully removed from it just like this, he couldn't bear it.

The other party had higher status, position, and strength than him, perhaps pledging loyalty to such a person wasn't disgraceful after all?

"Buzz—"

As Fang Ao spoke these words, Lin Yun's mental strength immediately enveloped him, seemingly probing his truthfulness.

"Is this… the Peak Level-Nine Mental Strength?"

Fang Ao's body shook and he looked incredulous.

Mental strength was a difficult power to cultivate. Although he had reached the Level-Ten realm, his mental strength was still only at the late stages of Level Nine, which was still considered decent.

Many Level-Ten Cultivators he had seen in the Kodis Royal Family had only achieved the early to mid-stages of Level Nine mental strength.

Mental strength played an important role in cultivation.

Peak Level-Nine mental strength… What did that imply?

Wasn't the other party only at Level Seven or Eight?

Could it be that the other party wasn't a martial artist, but a mental strength cultivator?

A thought suddenly sprang to Fang Ao's mind.

Mental strength cultivators were just as powerful as martial artists and equally formidable.

However, this type of cultivation system was equally challenging.

A Peak Level-Nine mental strength cultivator, backed by a Peak Level-Ten subordinate. Pledging his loyalty to such a person wouldn't be disgraceful at all.

Fang Ao sighed internally.

"Wait... this… this age... this… he's only in his twenties? How can this be possible?"

However, in the next moment, Fang Ao's eyes widened in disbelief once again.

A Level-Nine Peak Cultivator in his twenties?

What kind of joke was this?

Since when had cultivation become such an easy task?

In his twenties... Wasn't that age not even considered mature in many advanced civilizations?

And a child had achieved such a realm?

What were they, cultivators who spent thousands or tens of thousands of years to reach this realm, supposed to make of this?

And there were countless cultivation prodigies who spent their entire lives of several tens of thousands of years but still hadn't reached this realm!

Within a radius of two to three billion light-years, there were only about ten Level-Ten cultivators.

Although there were many cultivators at Peak Level-Nine compared to them, compared to the vast base number of lives, they were also pitifully few. Each of them was a awe-inspiring figure, dominating a Star Domain.