Floating Island - Triple S Talent-Chapter 538: What for

"Haha, not at all, Lord Veyron. In fact, we should be the ones apologizing for not visiting you earlier. We didn't know where you lived," Lein said with a friendly smile, his voice calm, though there was a hint of modesty in his tone. He then turned to the side and continued, "This is my brother, Efan."

Veyron paused briefly when he saw Efan. He hadn't expected the young man introduced as "brother" to only be at the grandmaster level. However, he quickly composed himself and offered a small smile. "Greetings, Young Friend Efan," he said with a polite nod. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Efan returned the greeting, slightly nervous but still respectful. They then sat down together, forming a half-circle around the table, which still carried the lingering scent of fresh fruit and floral petals from the sorbet earlier.

Lein offered to order more food for Veyron, but the man politely declined. "Thank you, I've already eaten. Please, go ahead. I don't mind waiting while we chat," he replied casually, placing his hands calmly on the table, showing he didn't wish to trouble them.

For the next fifteen minutes, Lein and Efan finished their meal at a relaxed pace. The table was eventually cleared, leaving only empty glasses and the look of satisfaction on their faces.

Their conversation gradually shifted to more serious topics. Veyron spoke at length about Auraborne City, one of the major power centers in the Prime Zodiac realm. He explained the existence of the Twelve Zodiac Lords—the great rulers who maintained stability in the region. They weren't just symbolic figures but true high-tier kings, each mastering a domain and wielding power equal to that of entire kingdoms.

Lein listened attentively, committing names and key details to memory. From the conversation, he also learned that the sect Veyron led was one of the highest-ranking sects in the Prime Zodiac. In the coming years, a new selection event would be held to determine the next Zodiac Lords. Veyron himself had no intention of becoming a main candidate, but he supported an organization that planned to compete.

"If that organization wins, I stand to gain a great deal," said Veyron, a hopeful tone in his voice. "Resources for enhancing my power will come in much faster. I can't afford to miss an opportunity like that."

Lein nodded slightly, beginning to understand why Veyron had once appeared in the Void of Time and hired Cosmos Hunters back then. It turned out his goal was to retrieve a specific item needed by the organization he supported—a strategic move that could shift the political balance on a large scale.

Eventually, after the lengthy conversation, Veyron straightened his posture slightly and offered a warm smile. "Well then, Young Master Lein. It's time we completed our transaction," he said softly, though there was a flicker of eagerness in his eyes. He clearly couldn't wait to see what Lein had promised.

Lein returned the smile. He reached into his spatial bag and pulled out a plain-looking black pouch. However, the dense aura seeping out from between the threads made it clear the contents were anything but ordinary. Inside was one million units of God Essence—a quantity not only vast but extremely valuable.

Veyron caught the pouch with one hand and examined it briefly. His experienced fingers brushed against the inner lining, sensing the pure flow of energy within. A wide grin slowly spread across his face.

"Hahaha, you truly kept your word, Young Master Lein," Veyron said with enthusiasm. A golden-edged box slowly floated toward Lein. He caught it calmly, opened the lid, and stared at the round object inside, about the size of a tennis ball. Its surface was pitch black, dotted with irregular holes like a miniature fragment of the void itself.

"Cosmic Core," Lein murmured, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

They both received the items they had agreed upon, and without wasting time, stored them in their respective spatial rings.

"A pleasure doing business with you, Young Master Lein," said Veyron warmly. His eyes narrowed slightly as he sized up the young man before him—someone not only wealthy but clearly well-informed and purposeful.

"It's no big deal, Lord Veyron," Lein replied lightly. His tone was casual, but there was a hidden intent behind his words. "Actually, I'm looking for a few other items."

The line was thrown like bait, and Lein waited to see if Veyron would bite.

The reaction came faster than expected. Veyron's brows lifted slightly, though he kept his tone light. "What kind of items, Young Master Lein? If I happen to have them in my possession, I'd be happy to negotiate again."

Lein didn't hesitate. "I'm looking for the Four-Direction Formation artifact and also the Void Chest," he said casually, though his eyes were sharp, watching Veyron's response closely.

And sure enough—Veyron froze for a moment. A tension he couldn't hide surfaced on his face. He clearly knew those items very well, and that was exactly why his surprise showed.

"Young Master Lein… you do know those are tier-five artifacts, don't you?" Veyron asked, needing to be sure.

Lein nodded lightly, as if it wasn't a big deal. His gaze remained steady and unwavering. Money wasn't an issue—what he needed was a replica strong enough to match the value of a tier-five artifact. For Lein, it was only a matter of time and access.

Veyron's expression shifted again. He took a slow breath, then shook his head. "To be honest, I don't have either of those items," he finally said.

There was a brief pause before Veyron spoke again, this time with more caution in his tone. "If you don't mind me asking… may I know what you need those artifacts for?"

Lein stayed calm, but suspicion started to bloom in his mind. That wasn't just a casual question. "Why does he want to know?" he thought.

Realizing he couldn't answer honestly without revealing critical secrets about the Divine Sky Realm, Lein decided to hold the line.

"Just for a personal purpose, Lord Veyron," he answered simply.