Chapter 129: Slave Yan Soul is dying Yan Bing

Style: Fantasy Author: ShanhaiwangyuWords: 3810Update Time: 24/01/13 00:11:22
"Slaves from all directions," the Tuoba family is quite ambitious, Ye Tian said with a slight sneer.

Mr. Ye is right, the Tuoba family does have a lot of ambitions, and the Tuoba family has never concealed this.

However, with the strength of the Tuoba family, there are really not many people in the Sifang Region who can threaten the Tuoba family, Yan'er said with a smile.

There are four Yangpo realm experts in the Tuoba family, and the strongest among them is Tuoba Wudao, the head of the Tuoba family.

This person is an absolute hero, and his cultivation level reaches the sky.

Almost comparable to Liu Changsheng, the leader of Taixuan Sect.

Taixuanzong is the strongest of the three overlords, followed by the Tuoba family and the Zongheng family.

The patriarch of the Zongheng family, Zongheng Weizhuang, is also a high-level powerhouse in the Yangpo realm.

The next time the three of them moved a little, the Endless Sea would move a few times. Yan'er had a look of awe on her face. This was everyone's awe and yearning for the strong.

Ye Tian looked at the Sifang Slave Market and smiled. The Tianxing Chamber of Commerce can survive and develop among such forces. It seems that the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce is not weak, at least not weaker than the three major forces, Ye Tian said lightly.

Yan'er smiled and didn't explain anything.

Ye Tian looked at the traffic of carriages and carriages. On top of the carriages, there was an endless stream of large iron cages, containing fierce and evil humanoid beasts.

Some of their eyes were filled with fear, while others were filled with overwhelming hatred and murderous intent. They were of all shapes and sizes.

There was also a carriage holding this ferocious beast in an iron cage, and Ye Tian was fascinated to see it.

In his previous life, he was the master of the first realm of the Spiritual Clan. Very few of the Spiritual Clan had real spiritual intelligence. At that time, his Jingtian Pavilion only had more than 20,000 people.

The spirit race is born and raised by the earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and is conceived. It can be said to be the daughter of God.

Selling Eldar is almost never seen.

Unlike the human race, their ability to reproduce is so strong that even their own clan members have become objects.

"Let's go".

Ye Tian said calmly, and the three of them walked forward slowly and walked into the Sifang Slave Market. As soon as they entered the door, a wave of evil aura hit their faces, and the atmosphere became extremely depressing. Ye Tian and Wang Banxian's eyes widened.

I saw that the surroundings were made of black iron, and there was a cold light everywhere. Countless iron cages were arranged in an extremely orderly manner.

There was a foul smell inside.

Welcome everyone, a middle-aged man smiled and walked towards the three of them.

Miss Yan'er, it's been a long time since I last saw you. I didn't expect you to come to a place like this.

Tuoba is doing well, Yan'er responded politely.

Not bad, not bad, Tuoba Heng smiled.

Who are these two?

I forgot to introduce you, Tuoba Manager, these two are my friends, this is Emperor Shitian, and this is Hua Yuzui.

Emperor Shitian was vaguely seen by Ye Tian in his previous life in an ancient book, and he didn't know when he appeared.

However, this name is extremely domineering and unique. Due to the previous trial of Qi Tianzong, anyone who cares about Ye Tian's name will definitely notice it, so he chose an alternate name.

As for Wang Banxian, apart from his lofty dream of reviving the glorious deeds of his predecessors.

It is also one of his dreams to make thousands of girls drunk for him, so he gave himself a slutty name called "Hua Yu Zui".

"Di Shi Tian and Hua Yu Zui", Tuoba Heng was surprised. The name of Di Shi Tian was quite domineering, and Hua Yu Zui...

"Haha", I'm Tuoba Hengyi, Miss Yan'er must be accompanying you two to select slaves.

Ye Tian nodded without saying much.

The three of you, please come here. I, the head of the Tuoba family, will accept the slaves sent by the big and small forces in the endless sea, sort them out, and sell them together.

We divide slaves into nine classes.

One is three: the body tempering realm, the first, middle and last stages, corresponding to three, six or nine levels.

The two are also three: the True Yuan realm, the front, middle and back, corresponding to levels three, six, and nine.

The three are also three: the Star Gathering Realm, front, middle and back, corresponding to three, six and nine. However, it is already difficult for monks to reach the Star Gathering Realm, so it is a scarce resource.

Are there any slaves in the Netherworld? , Wang Banxian asked.

Haha, Mr. Hua Yuzui asked a good question. In the Sifang Territory, there are very few powerful people in the Yin Soul Realm. Each one of them has a strong family background.

There are basically no slave markets of that power where strong men from the Yin Soul Realm are selling them.

What kind of slaves do you want to buy? Tuoba Hengyi explained in detail.

We have purchased a courtyard at the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce and need some maids and guards, so we came here to pick them out, Ye Tian replied.

When choosing maids and guards, slaves from the True Yuan Realm and the Tempered Body Realm are perfect.

The three of them, Tuoba Hengyi, led the way, passing many cages along the way.

Since the two have chosen maids and guards, the slave female cultivator here is perfect.

Tuoba Heng pointed at a dozen cages and introduced them.

They were the spoils of the Hurricane Mercenary Group, and were later sold to my Tuoba family.

Ye Tian saw only a dozen women in the cage, wearing linen coats with vaguely visible holes, their faces stained with dust, and their hair messy and stained with dirt.

There was unwillingness, humiliation and fear in their eyes. Although they were dirty and messy, it was visible to the naked eye that their figures were extremely good.

Yan'er hid her face and couldn't bear to look directly at her. As both women, this kind of humiliation happened to women, and an inexplicable resonance arose spontaneously.

Ye Tian noticed that there were more than a dozen women, each of whom was in the True Yuan realm and was no longer weak.

Thinking about the girls in Tianlang Mountain, most of them are mortals, with a small number of monks in the Body Tempering Realm, and only the Red Sleeves in the True Yuan Realm.

How to sell each of them, Ye Tian asked.

True Yuan realm monks are rare, so for each slave, we sell a thousand mid-grade spiritual crystals.

"Brother Yuzui, give me money."

Please send someone to Juxian Pavilion for me later, Ye Tian said calmly.

"Haha, good. Brother Di Shi is so brave, Tuoba Heng said with a smile."

If you really give it, Wang Banxian is not happy. It has only been a while since hundreds of thousands of mid-grade spiritual crystals have disappeared.

As for the guards, come this way, Tuoba Hengyi saw Ye Tian happily giving orders to more than a dozen female slaves, with a smile on his face.

Ye Tian looked at the efforts in the iron cage and sighed secretly, this is the world of warriors, where the strong are respected.

Tuoba Hengyi took Ye Tian to watch a lot.

"Tuoba, wait a minute," Ye Tian said softly, staring at a man in an iron cage.

He secretly thought that this slave had a rich fire-attribute aura around his body, which was obviously higher than other places.

This is enough to show that this person is not vulgar and not simple.

"Oh", Mr. Di Shi, his name is Yan Po, he is a casual cultivator, and he has been dependent on an old guy since he was a child.

But I heard that some time ago, this guy accidentally burned a disciple of the Gan family to death during training. Later, the old guy who depended on him was killed, and he was also sold as a slave to our Sifang Slave Market.

Why, Brother Di Shi fell in love with this Yan Soul? Tuoba Heng said with a smile.

Since this guy came here, he has been bored, silent, and in no good mental state, so he has never been picked out.

Miss Yan'er, Brother Yuzui, please accompany Steward Tuoba to visit other places first. I want to see it alone. Steward Tuoba won't mind, right? Ye Tian looked at Tuoba Hengyi with a gentle expression.

No, please do it, Mr. Emperor Shi.

After watching a few people leave, Ye Tian turned his gaze towards the cage.

I know you heard our conversation just now. I can give you a chance. Follow me. When the time comes in the future, I will give you a chance to avenge your blood.

Yan Po's body was still curled up in the corner of the iron cage without answering.

I know you don't trust me, and you even hate the world and take away your only family.

You are very unwilling, but so what, follow me, I will not let you be a slave like others.

Follow me, Ye Tian speaks softly.

Before I leave, you make a decision and Ye Tian turns around and leaves.

Listening to the footsteps leaving, Yan Po slowly turned his head and looked at Ye Tian, ​​who was not tall.

Ye Tian secretly thought, he is a talent, and he is so compatible with the fire attribute aura.

This kind of pure fire attribute talent is rare, but he doesn't know the mental power and soul power, so how about he has the ability to understand.

Otherwise, with a little training, such a talent may not be able to cultivate an alchemist.

Of course, the conditions are harsh, but you have to meet a monk with such a high degree of compatibility with the fire attribute aura.

"This is", suddenly, Ye Tian looked at the cage in a corner where this old man was imprisoned.

The old man's beard and hair are all white, and his eyes are cloudy, but his face is weather-beaten and frowning.

There is domineering air between his brows.

It's just that the aura of weak spleen shows that his life is not long.

The old man's eyes showed reluctance and pleading, and his shaky body like a broken candle lay on the ground of the iron cage.

His whole body was dry and his clothes were torn and stained.

Judging from his situation, the old man should have returned to his hometown long ago, but for some reason, he persisted.

Tuoba is in charge, I have already chosen him, Ye Tian said.

Oh, Mr. Dishi, are you going to pick those?

Ye Tian pointed to the old man who died frequently beside him, just him.

Ye..., Brother Di Shi, you are crazy. Wang Banxian almost said the wrong thing, but Xin Hao reacted very quickly.

"He", Wang Banxian pointed at the old man lying on the ground, who could only hear the faint breathing sound, and was surprised.

Brother Yuzui, that's him. For the rest, I want to see the Colosseum. Ye Tian looked at Tuoba Heng and said with a smile.

Brother Di Shi is indeed very courageous. Even our three dominant forces are vying for the talents exported from the Colosseum.

Brother Di Shi is so courageous, Tuoba Hengyi praised him.

Haha, Manager Tuoba promoted me.

I just want to go to the Colosseum to see the world. How dare I compete with the three overlords? Ye Tian said with a wry smile.

Brother Di Shi, there is something I don’t understand. There are thousands of slaves in the Sifang Slave Market of my Tuoba family. Why does Brother Di Shi want a dying Yan Bing?

"Oh!" It turns out his name is Yan Bing.

Speaking of this, Yan Bing is indeed amazing. He is a casual cultivator. His poison skills are unpredictable, and his cultivation level reaches half a step of the Yang Soul realm.

Even my uncle, the master of the Sifang Domain and a master of the Yang Soul Realm, has to be extremely careful when fighting alone.

His reputation once resounded throughout the world, but those who used poison made too many enemies.

He was surrounded by his enemies, his meridians were shattered, and he was eventually reduced to a slave.

But now he is like a useless person. Even if you buy him back, it will be useless.

Otherwise, you are considering other things, Tuoba Hengyi suggested.

"I'm willing to go with you."

Just as several people were talking, Yan Po's voice came from the iron cage.

Okay, it's just him, Ye Tian pointed at Yan Po and said.

Okay, for Yan Po, I need four thousand middle-grade spiritual crystals, Tuoba Hengyi said softly.

"What?" Wang Banxian is really unhappy. Tuoba hasn't taken care of things yet. I respect you.

Why don't you go and grab it?

There are four thousand middle-grade spiritual crystals, and the one in front of you at the True Yuan realm only had one thousand. You have quadrupled it all of a sudden. This is not authentic.

Ye Tian also frowned.

Mr. Yuzui, please calm down, this Yan Soul is worth this price, not even a middle-grade spiritual crystal should be missing.

"Okay, just four thousand, but he, you can give it to me for free," Ye Tian pointed at Yan Bing, who was lying on the ground and could die at any time.

"Tuoba Heng thought to himself, why does this guy want this Yan Bing?"

This Yan Bing, the family had already used tricks to make him a useless person with no value, so he was sent to the slave market by the family.

Mr. Di Shi, please excuse me, why do you always want this Yan Bing?

"I told you about fate, do you believe it?"

Well, if you are willing, I will take it away. If you are not willing, I will go to the other two slave markets.

"Hahaha, what Mr. Di Shi said, Tuoba Hengyi said with a smile on his face."

Someone, please release Yan Po and Yan Bing and hand them over to Mr. Di Shi.

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