You need to know.

115-digit cosmic coins can kill a blazing sun-level life form.

A 120-digit cosmic coin would already have a slight weight if placed in the starry sky.

A 125-digit cosmic coin could surprise even the most brilliant minds in the universe.

Most Celestial Venerable experts are worth no more than 130 figures.

Can……

A 133-digit cosmic currency?

Many of the geniuses of the Martial God Clan were shocked.

They witnessed 133 digits of Cosmic Currency pouring out of the golden Cosmic Currency memory card, piling up into hills, stacking higher and higher, until finally... the overlapping Cosmic Currency spread across the starry sky.

And that's not all.

Those 133 cosmic coins even overturned the sky.

So much so that the many cosmic geniuses present were dazzled.

They had never seen so much money before.

They all gasped in shock.

Without hesitation, he looked at Mo Tianyun, who was smiling ahead.

"This...isn't this a powerhouse who just broke through to the Star Domain level?"

"How can he be so rich... Even the Celestial Venerable of the Universe isn't as rich as him... So much money... He could commission a custom-made Ultimate Emperor Battle Mech..."

"Damn it... if so many cosmic coins were mine... how much would that be!"

"So much money... If this person weren't a descendant of my Martial God Clan... I would have killed him long ago... That much money, I couldn't earn it in ten lifetimes!!"

"Who can argue with that?"

The many geniuses of the Martial God Clan present were discussing among themselves, their eyes filled with complex emotions. The shock in their eyes had not yet subsided. The shock of 133 digits of cosmic currency was too direct for them to bear. Such a large amount was something that these cosmic geniuses, who stayed at home in the Martial God Clan and constantly honed their bodies, could not help but covet.

But that's all there is to it.

Although the Martial God Clan allows infighting among its members.

But it is not allowed to cause anyone to die.

Mo Tianyun's strength was extremely weak.

They are among the weakest of the powerful beings in the star field.

But in the end, they were descendants who had inherited the legacy of the God of War.

If they forcibly kill the other party and steal the cosmic coins.

Therefore, the punishments that follow will inevitably be severe.

He's just dead.

The bloodline behind them was also affected.

That's why.

The many cosmic geniuses present were filled with envy.

But no one made a move.

She gave him a cold, sweeping look.

As for this guy who flaunts his wealth.

Countless people have been filled with curiosity.

"Perhaps... this guy is a cosmic genius in seclusion..."

"Absolutely possible... and this kid has so many cosmic coins on him... I really don't know where he got them from... It's truly enviable..."

"Perhaps he's a spoiled brat... He's so arrogant and domineering... Perhaps someone has corrupted him..."

"That is indeed possible."

At the gambling table.

Amidst the murmurs and discussions among the crowd.

A cold smile appeared on Mo Tianyun's lips.

"Little guy, as someone about to step into the ring, you're not going to gamble so much money on losing, are you? Hahaha! Trying to get some medical expenses?"

"That's true, but it's only natural. We don't need to say more about how terrifying Wu Changkong is. Although he won't kill, his body will inevitably break in the fight. If he doesn't get treatment in time, he will suffer for at least a thousand years."

"Now we need to do our best to cover medical expenses."

"Perhaps we can minimize the damage."

"So much money... and we still have to fight for it?"

"What do you know! This is just a whim!"

"The pleasures of the rich are so boring!"

...

Although the cosmic geniuses present belong to the ranks of star field powerhouses, they are all martial artists by origin. From childhood to adulthood, they have been constantly honing their martial skills in the Martial God Clan. Any one of them could be considered a hegemon in the universe.

What can be done?

I've been training with the Martial God Clan for too long and it's been so boring.

They did enjoy gossiping.

In such a situation...

Mo Tianyun slowly pointed to the 133-digit cosmic coin floating in the starry sky, looked at the gambling table in front of him, and said, "I want to place a bet. Do you dare to take it?"

Upon hearing this...

The gambling was hosted by a young girl, clad in a red armor, with a vermilion dot between her brows. Her pale skin exuded a serene aura, and her presence indicated she had reached the peak of the Star Domain. She was an extraordinary powerhouse. Upon receiving an inquiry, she immediately replied without hesitation, "This gambling is an internal affair of the Martial God Clan, so naturally, we welcome all comers. Little one, you have so much money, you can gamble as you please. If you win, we will definitely pay you back."

"If there's no compensation, you can tell the clan chief!!"

With a powerful figure backing them up, no one would dare to renege on their debt.

The woman gave a slight smile.

He explained in a cold, aloof voice.

The words fell.

Without hesitation, Mo Tianyun looked up and, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, declared resolutely, "Since you've given me such high odds, then I'll take the gamble! I will definitely win this battle against Wu Changkong!"

He tossed out the 133-digit cosmic coin that was suspended in the void.

The woman in crimson armor frowned slightly.

With a slight wave of his hand, he pocketed the cosmic coins.

She said softly, "Okay! I understand!"

These words were spoken.

The crowd around the gambling table fell completely silent.

They stared at each other, wide-eyed.

They saw surprise in the other person's eyes.

They originally thought that Mo Tianyun was arrogant.

But they know themselves well.

He knew how to earn money for medical expenses when challenging Wu Changkong.

There is barely any hope of saving it.

But who knew...

The other party has so much money...

It's not about earning money for medical expenses...

On the contrary, what if they're planning to make a quick buck?

Does he have that ability?

That's a 133-digit cosmic currency!

What if we really lose everything?!

That's absolutely infuriating!

A 133-digit cosmic currency...

even……

This could create an incredible mech!

But this person showed no appreciation whatsoever…

In an instant.

Many people advised Mo Tianyun to withdraw his bet.

Don't throw away the medical bills.

Wu Changkong is extremely terrifying.

In response to this.

Mo Tianyun didn't care at all.

He stepped into the void alone.

Although the body's energy and blood are still weak.

Yet it possesses an imposing and awe-inspiring presence.

Upon witnessing this scene.

The numerous star-domain level geniuses behind him all sighed.

They thought this person was just putting on airs.

He would not last a single move against Wu Changkong.

"Dead..."

Someone murmured to themselves.

"Such confidence... what a pity he's a fool..."

The other person gave their evaluation.

But under such circumstances.

Lingxin and Mo Tianwu, however, remained indifferent.

Others don't know.

How could they, as parents, not know?

Mo Tianyun has been hiding his true strength.

Although he verbally modestly claimed he couldn't beat Wu Changkong.

But if it truly erupts...

Wu Changkong will die on the spot...

"I hope my son will show mercy."

Mo Tianwu sighed softly.

"May I ask, Your Excellency, is killing someone within the Martial God Clan subject to severe punishment?"

Ancestor Kailong seemed to have thought of something and said softly.

"How could my son possibly kill someone so easily?"

Lingxin retorted without hesitation.

During this period.

Mo Tianyun arrived at the Starfield Battlefield.

He saw a person in white robes standing ahead, a figure of unparalleled beauty.

His eyes revealed cold arrogance and disdain.

"Finally, someone's here..."

"Hmm...too bad it's just an ant..."