Cosmic Trading System

Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran had breakfast and then headed to the mountain. All the way up, Zhang Haoran exhibited impatience because he wanted to see their ranks as soon as possible.

That was why Lin Yun went up the mountain so early; otherwise, he planned to wander around the mountain base.

At the Martial Arts Convention, the items sold at some stalls were not available elsewhere, and it was rare to find them all in one place. Lin Yun wanted to see if there were any items that would be relatively cheap on Earth but had high value in the Cosmic Trading System.

If he found any, these would be considered local specialties, which would greatly benefit his future business in the Cosmic Trading System.

The best scenario was if these items were sustainable, because then he could continuously sell them in the Cosmic Trading System.

However, finding such specialties was very difficult.

It was tough for something to stand out among countless civilizations.

Lin Yun had looked at many items but hadn't found anything suitable. However, he found that the cost-effectiveness of some items sold in the Cosmic Trading System exceeded even that of resources like gold.

For instance - rare natural treasures.

Unfortunately, collecting these items was even more difficult than collecting gold.

"Brother Lin Yi, I ranked ninety-ninth! I made it into the top hundred...!"

Soon, Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran reached the mountaintop. The preliminary rankings had just been posted and Zhang Haoran quickly found his rank in the list, immediately turning to Lin Yun, excitedly.

"Mm." Lin Yun gave a smile and a slight nod in response.

"Brother Lin Yi, what's your rank?" As he spoke, Zhang Haoran had already turned back to look for Lin Yun's name.

Earlier, he had checked the expected range for his rank first. He estimated his rank to be around 100, so he started looking from there, moving both up and down. Unexpectedly, he found his rank immediately.

This time, while looking for Lin Yun's name, he started from the top and moved down.

He knew about Lin Yun's performance in yesterday's matches - ten straight victories, all of them swift resolutions.

He estimated that Lin Yun's rank would be rather high.

"You're twenty-third, Brother Lin Yi!"

It was easy to find Lin Yi's name. Soon, Zhang Haoran once again found Lin Yi on the list. He turned back to Lin Yun once more, excitement written all over his face.

Twenty-third... Even though it was only twenty-third in the preliminary round, it was still a highly respectable rank.

This was the twenty-third position among thousands, perhaps even tens of thousands of competitors.

Not everyone could defeat every opponent during the preliminary round, or defeat them as swiftly as Lin Yun did.

Yes, the rank was only for the preliminary round and was determined by the number of victories and the time taken for each match.

Lin Yun being ranked twenty-third meant that the twenty-two competitors ahead of him had all won ten matches yesterday, and each of them defeated their opponent faster than Lin Yun did.

This was normal...

Even though Lin Yun was strong, he began all of yesterday's matches by testing his opponents' strengths. Unlike some stronger competitors who resolved their battles immediately.

In fact, in pursuit of higher ranks, they spared not a single second.

For example, Jiang Wei achieved multiple one-move victories.

Unfortunately, he had bad luck yesterday when he encountered a powerful opponent and lost one match. Lin Yun found his rank at the thirty-seventh place.
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The preliminary ranks were not authoritative. If one was lucky enough to continually match with weaker opponents, even less skilled competitors could secure good ranks.

Similarly, if one was unlucky enough to repeatedly encounter powerful opponents, even stronger competitors could end up with poor preliminary ranks.

However, Lin Yun did notice a familiar name.

Lin Mengmeng!

A faint smile curved at the corners of Lin Yun's mouth.

Unexpectedly, she had also participated in this Martial Arts Convention and had joined this rookie competition.

She had won nine out of ten matches and was ranked thirty-ninth.

It was a commendable performance.

"Twenty-third..."

"That's amazing... "

"He's so young..."

"He must've won all ten matches, right?"

Hearing Zhang Haoran's excited exclamations, some people turned to look at Lin Yun and expressed their surprise.

"Humph, he might have just been lucky..."

"Exactly, if you're lucky, even an Early Mingjin Stage martial artist can come top..."

"What's the point of a preliminary rank anyway..."

There were also some narrow-minded, jealous people who scoffed dismissively.

"Let's go..."

Lin Yun turned to leave.

He didn't bother arguing with these people.

Like people such as Jiang Wei yesterday who talked about them derogatorily - one retort from Lin Yun, and he bore a grudge immediately.

Seeing a familiar name, at this moment his mood was splendid.

"Lin Yi, your master is indeed weak. I only hit him a few punches and he couldn't stand it. Weren't you planning to take revenge for your master? How about we meet at the deathmatch ring after the Rookie Competition?" Just then, a man blocked Lin Yun's path, sneered and said.

This man was Xintang Lee, whom Lin Yun had encountered yesterday.

Overnight, Xintang had been seething with anger.

Yesterday, Zhu Haoran found him, first scolded him, then asked him not to provoke Lin Yi anymore, and even suggested that he should apologize to Lin Yi and go to Immortal Origin County to apologize to Yan Dashan.

Young and aggressive as he was, how could he accept all this?

Moreover, he saw Xintang giving Lin Yun two bottles of wine yesterday...

This made him unbearable with rage.

He paid close attention to Lin Yun's movements early in the morning.

He knew that Lin Yun was sharing a room with Zhang Haoran, which made him disdainful towards Lin Yun.

In his eyes, Lin Yun must not be much capable, otherwise, he wouldn't share a room with someone else.

Zhu Haoran did not tell him about Zhang Haoran being the son of a Grandmaster.

However, he didn't sleep well last night, and when he woke up, Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran had already left.

He thought for a while and rushed up to the mountain top

And as expected, Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran came to check on the preliminaries ranking.

Although he was also eager to know his rank in the preliminary round, his concern for Lin Yun's matter was greater.

He decided to settle this matter first before checking his rank in the preliminary round.

He had already thought that as long as Lin Yun agreed to this matter, he would then provoke him verbally to keep this matter a secret.

He was afraid that if this matter reached Zhu Haoran, he would stop it.

Zhu Haoran clearly favored Lin Yun yesterday.

Once he severely injured Lin Yun, even crippling his Martial Arts, it would be too late for Zhu Haoran to know about it.

Though, whether Zhu Haoran would be disappointed in him and stop giving him resources for practice, was not something he could control.

In his eyes, this was a probability problem.

Zhu Haoran gave Lin Yun so many resources to practice even before Lin joined Seven Injuries Sect.

If Lin Yun entered Seven Injuries Sect, how could they bear Zhu Haoran's resources, which included his and his master's share?

If he injured Lin Yun, even crippling his Martial Arts, the resources that Zhu Haoran would give Lin Yun would be no use...

Zhu Haoran did not have any disciples, who else would he give his resources to if not to his master and himself?

In other words, even if Zhu Haoran rejected him, he still had his master...

As long as Zhu Haoran was willing to give resources to his master, he believed his master wouldn't ignore him.

After all, he was doing this for both his and his master's sake.

"Why wait until after the Rookie Competition? We can go to the deathmatch ring right now if you want." Lin Yun squinted his eyes and replied.

"Now?" Upon hearing Lin Yun's reply, Xintang Lee frowned.

He didn't want to cause any disturbances during the Rookie Competition.

"Alright, let's go now, let's go to the deathmatch ring." However, Xintang Lee gritted his teeth and agreed.

Everything has its losses and gains. If he and Lin Yun went to the deathmatch ring now, it would be too late for his martial uncle to know.

If they did not go to the deathmatch ring now and only agreed to go later, his martial uncle might find out early.

Let's just go now!

He didn't believe that Lin Yun was strong.

Afterall, Lin Yun's age was quite young.

"Brother Lin Yi..."

Seeing that Lin Yun was going to accept the deathmatch with others, Zhang Haoran was worried and hurriedly said in a tense tone.

He was afraid that Lin Yun's performance in the Rookie Competition would be affected by this fight.

The Martial Arts Convention and the Rookie Competition took place once every five years, so it was an opportunity to make a name for oneself. If Lin Yun missed out or was affected, then it would be a huge loss.

The most important point was, he knew that Xintang Lee was not weak and seemed to have reached the late Mingjin stage.

Usually, in their twenties, Martial Artists could reach this high realm..

Plus, the Martial Arts of the Seven Injuries Sect was somewhat special. Even though the potential was not high, the power at the same realm was not weak.

Even the Martial Artists at the peak of the Mingjin stage wouldn't dare to say that they could defeat Xintang Lee without a risk.

Lin Yun was, after all, quite young...

Zhang Haoran knew Lin Yun was not weak, but Lin Yun was too young so he believed that his Martial Arts realm wouldn't be very high.

"Haha, don't regret it, or else, I will really look down on you." Seeing this, Xintang Lee gained more confidence that Lin Yun was not powerful. Afraid of Lin Yun backing out, he again provoked verbally and sneered.

Lin Yun just gave him a light glance and did not respond.

He moved in the direction of the deathmatch ring.

Lin Yun only knew about the existence of the deathmatch ring at the Martial Arts Convention yesterday night when he chatted with Zhang Haoran, he had not expected this kind of ring to exist in the Martial Arts Convention.

While climbing the mountain, Zhang Haoran also showed Lin Yun the location of the deathmatch ring, so Lin Yun knew where the deathmatch ring was.