Supreme Comprehension, Activate!

"I bid two hundred million Federal Credits! Nobody fight me for it!"

—ID: Wine-Slashed Moon.

The ID sounded rather poetic and old-fashioned, but the person behind it spoke with brazen arrogance.

ID [My Fist Cures Defiance]: "What if I do fight you for it?! Who the hell do you think you are? I bid two hundred and ten million Federal Credits."

[Wine-Slashed Moon]: "You're courting death!!"

[Clouds Deep, No One Knows Where]: "It's good stuff. If you want it, win it fair and square."

The bidders began arguing in the trading section. Curious onlookers looked up their IDs and discovered that each was either a veteran Martial Master, the head of a prominent family, or a renowned powerhouse from some faction.

ID [Ironblood Tyrannosaurus]: "I bid fifty thousand merit points."

The discussion section exploded.

At Great Xia Kingdom's exchange rate of one merit point to ten thousand Federal Credits, that was five hundred million Federal Credits!

And killing an Abyssal Monster only earned one merit point.

"Someone who can put up that many merit points in one go—could they be in the military?"

"Possibly."

"Fifty thousand merit points should be enough to exchange for a complete high-level breathing technique, right?"

"Probably not. High-level breathing techniques are the closely guarded treasures of prominent families and major factions. Even at the Four Great Universities, only the most talented students who've made the greatest contributions are qualified to learn them."

"Exactly. A complete high-level breathing technique isn't something you can buy on the trading site."

"Can't compete with that. Where did all these big shots come from?"

"Sigh, I'm just too poor. Enough talk. I'm heading out to kill monsters. Anyone want to team up?"

"Count me in! I can tank and deal serious damage..."

Atop the largest fortress on Great Xia's northwestern