"Finally, after using ten drops of Golden Source Liquid, I've reached the peak of the tenth level. My strength can now truly rival that of a peak eleventh-level cultivator. Next, I need to break through to the eleventh level. However, this eleventh level is really difficult to break through; I don't feel anything at all..."
In the starry sky, inside a training room of a top-tier warship of an eighth-level technological civilization, Lin Yun opened his eyes, exhaled slightly, and said softly.
Previously, his strength was only at the peak of the eleventh level. If he encountered a peak eleventh level cultivator with a slightly stronger foundation, he might be at a disadvantage or even be no match for them.
Furthermore, they are incapable of waging a protracted war.
Now, even if he encounters some level 11 peak cultivators with a slightly stronger foundation and has to fight a protracted battle, he is no longer afraid.
In the past six months, he not only reached the peak of the tenth level in martial arts, but his peak eleventh level spiritual power has also become more refined.
Although his martial arts and mental strength have not broken through to a higher level, his overall strength has greatly improved.
The Golden Source Liquid is a treasure for body refiners, but it is also very beneficial for ordinary cultivators. Lin Yun plans to sell a large quantity of this treasure on the Cosmic Trading System, so he naturally wants to use it to see how effective it is.
This will also help to better estimate the value of Jinyuan Liquid.
Sure enough, it worked very well.
Six months ago, I broke through to the peak of level ten; six months later, I reached the perfect level ten peak.
That's actually quite an improvement.
Without the Golden Essence Liquid, Lin Yun estimated it would take two to three times longer.
For this reason alone, the ten drops of Golden Essence liquid consumed were worthwhile.
However, Lin Yun still felt it wasn't quite enough.
He clearly felt that breaking through to the eleventh level was very difficult.
If things continue like this, when will he be able to reach the peak level 12 strength that the old man Nan mentioned?
Thirty years? Fifty years? Or hundreds? Thousands?
During this time, Lin Yun prepared for breaking through to the eleventh level and also searched for a lot of information about breaking through to the eleventh level on the Cosmic Trading System. The more he searched, the more disheartened he became.
Many people also quickly cultivate to the peak of level ten, but they get stuck at this level for a very long time, far exceeding the cultivation time before. Some people are stuck for most of their lives before breaking through, which is something to be thankful for.
Many people are stuck for tens or hundreds of thousands of years without being able to break through.
"I have the Cosmic Trading System. If all else fails, I can use the Cosmic Trading System to help me break through..."
Lin Yun's eyes flickered slightly, and he said softly.
Thirty years... fifty years... hundreds of years... thousands of years...
Based on his talent alone, he didn't actually have the confidence to reach the peak of level twelve in this period of time.
Even some sect leaders in the Immortal Realm and Heavenly Realm are only at the tenth level.
They can become leaders, elders, and supreme elders of a faction; how could their talents be lacking?
Ji'er, who knew the Holy Mother, was a person who had lived for thousands of years, yet she was only at the tenth level.
What makes him think that his talent surpasses that of those people?
His only advantage might be the cosmic trading system.
However, thirty or fifty years is still possible.
A hundred years or more is not unacceptable.
A thousand years is far too long.
"It seems we'll have to rely on other rare and precious materials. Hopefully, we can obtain some decent ones at this gathering..."
Lin Yun thought to himself.
...
Time flies when you're starry.
The vast majority of people are in seclusion for training, and only a few are operating the warships.
This top-tier warship, at the level of an eighth-grade technological civilization, has a vast space, enough to accommodate 180,000 people, unless there are major disturbances such as large-scale battles or sparring sessions.
Lin Yun's 180,000 men are making rapid progress.
With the investment of a large amount of spiritual crystals, many people have also raised their spiritual power level to a very high level.
Finding any random people to operate this top-tier warship, which is at the level of an eighth-level technological civilization, would be a piece of cake.
In the blink of an eye, half a year has almost passed.
Lin Yun and his group's warships were also very close to their destination.
This is the edge of a level seven technological civilization.
Along the way, Lin Yun had already seen many humans living on the administrative planet.
The humans of this civilization are very different from those on Earth.
It has horns on its head.
The man has a single, very long horn on his head, with a pointed tip.
The woman has two short horns on her head, with bald tips.
Deep within their pupils, there was a hint of red—not crimson, not blood red, but a rather attractive bright red.
The people Lin Yun and his warship scanned mostly had very light red pupils.
It is said that the deeper the red color, the stronger the bloodline and the greater the talent. People with this color are usually born into powerful families and generally hold a high position.
Lin Yun did a quick check, and while this wasn't absolute, it was roughly the case.
"Shadow Clan, Horned People, Sea Clan, Cave Dwarves—just one human race has so many kinds. This universe is truly amazing..." Lin Yun exclaimed.
"Was the organizer of this gathering a prince from this civilization?"
After a pause, Lin Yun thought to himself.
He once encountered a royal descendant from a level seven civilization, who possessed the Heaven-Shattering Blood Sword and a heaven-defying artifact. However, the royal descendant from that level seven civilization was far less powerful than this prince from the same civilization.
According to information, this prince of a level 7 civilization has not only reached the peak of level 11, but also is suspected to possess level 12 combat power.
"Regardless of his strength, as long as he doesn't mess with me, it's fine. This person has reportedly organized several gatherings already, so there shouldn't be any trouble..." Lin Yun shook his head slightly.
Even if the other party only has suspected level twelve combat power, he is not afraid.
Although Xiao Jin is only at the early stage of level twelve, his true combat strength is such that he can fight for a long time even against a mid-stage level twelve cultivator.
Furthermore, with his wealth, he could purchase a robot with the strength of a mid-level level 12 cultivator, or a similar level of martial arts, on the cosmic trading system.
If he really encounters a mid-level level 12 combatant, as long as Xiao Jin holds on for a while, he can buy a new mid-level level 12 combatant.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, a mid-stage level 12 combat power is practically the limit that every owner of a universe trading system can achieve.
Level 12 late-stage combat power cannot be purchased through the cosmic trading system, and it is said that it is extremely difficult to purchase in reality as well.
Therefore, his strength should be quite formidable among the masters of this cosmic trading system.
Furthermore, the owners of the cosmic trading system cannot fight each other.
This gathering should be relatively safe.
"Speaking of the rule that the owners of the Cosmic Trading System cannot turn against each other, last time, when I attacked that Mingdu, I only said that Mingdu used a scheme against me first, and nothing happened? If that's the case, then the Cosmic Trading System's supervision of each owner is even more stringent than I expected..."
Lin Yun pondered for a moment.
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