After leaving the Cosmic Bank, Wang Xu went straight to a place—the Slave Market.
Before departing for outer space, Wang Xu had already planned to head straight to the Slave Market to purchase slaves after obtaining one hundred thousand Cosmic Crystals, and then return to Earth to add strength for the impending disaster.
Wang Xu did not know the price of slaves, so he could only search for the location of the Slave Market while praying in his heart that the price of slaves would be a little lower.
Wang Xu was very repulsed by the notion of slavery but found himself powerless.
The era of peace on Earth had already turned into the current brutal world, where the people at the bottom became increasingly insignificant, and the strong controlled the fate of the weak.
Moreover, in the grand era of the cosmos, slavery was probably a universally acknowledged institution, not something to provoke disgust as it did in him.
This held true for the slaves as well.
The weak are captured by the strong, reduced to slaves, existing merely to be at others’ mercy, unable to resist, unable to break free, the reality is just this cruel, and the slaves accept the reality the moment they are caught.
The Slave Market was a vast area without tall buildings; Wang Xu quickly found it.
"Come and see, the latest captured Night Charm Race people, rigorously trained, absolutely the top choice for servants!"
"Red Spirit Race slaves, masters in bed, guaranteed to serve you comfortably, come and buy!"
"Corpse Night Race slaves, strong physiques, capable of withstanding Void Warriors, buy quickly if interested!"
Each cage contained various attractive men and women of different races, like the Night Charm Race people with pointed ears and naturally seductive eyes, often bought by large families as servants to handle chores such as serving tea, just looking at them was comforting.
The Red Spirit Race members boasted alluring and enchanting bodies, their appearances seductive and tempting, colorful wings spread out from their backs, resembling elves, merely gazing at them stirred desire and arousal.
There were also many burly, ** muscular men, whose explosive muscles clearly demonstrated their strong physiques and power, most suitable for hard labor.
All these slaves were shackled, their bodies implanted with a special substance that subjected them to excruciating pain if they harbored any rebellious thoughts, experiencing hellish torment before they could die, even if they wished.
Additionally, their lives were constantly held in the hands of their owners, who could easily make their bodies explode into pieces with a gentle move.
Unable to die, unable to live, this is the agony for slaves.
Wang Xu gently shook his head, believing in human rights and equality, but others did not think so; changing such mindsets was basically impossible, so he had to suppress his slight sympathy and began selecting.
The slaves he initially saw mostly had Basic Level strength, serving no purpose other than entertainment.
Wang Xu sought slaves with genuine strength, capable of adding power to Earth.
Soon, Wang Xu came to a stall.
"Dear customer, our slaves here are all of Upper Grade, do you need some entertainment?" The seller was an alien with a long chin and three eyes on its face.
This slave owner himself possessed Black Hole Level strength, but years of experience as a slave owner taught him not to underestimate any weakling, even if he could easily pinch a Star Level individual to death, because such individuals might have terrifying forces backing them.
Sometimes, a seemingly weak Star Level could pull out a million Cosmic Crystals in one go.
Such occurrences were common.
"I want slaves that can fight, do you have any?" Wang Xu asked coldly.
"Fighting slaves?" The slave owner’s three eyes twinkled, revealing a smile, "We do. Recently, we captured a batch of Earthworm Race Void Level slaves. Interested?"
"Void Level?" Wang Xu’s eyes lit up.
"Customer, come with me." The slave owner led Wang Xu to a cage where more than twenty burly men with average build and appearance were confined.
Over twenty men, all of Initial Void Rank.
"Customer, the Earthworm Race has strong combat power, all of Bronze Level lineage, capable of reaching Void Level upon adulthood, each one a war enthusiast, top tier among Void Level battle races!" introduced the three-eyed slave owner.
"What’s the price?" Wang Xu asked.
"Considering how straightforward you are, eight thousand Cosmic Crystals per head, how about that?" said the three-eyed slave owner.
Wang Xu furrowed his brow; although eight thousand Cosmic Crystals for a Void Level slave was expensive, it was still within his acceptable range.
"Do you have any Black Hole Level slaves?" Wang Xu asked.
"No, capturing Black Hole Level slaves is too difficult, the success rate is very low, and even if captured, much effort is needed to implant control substances, which we aren’t qualified for," the three-eyed slave owner shook his head.
"Then what’s the price for Black Hole Level slaves?" Wang Xu asked.
"Are you determined to buy Black Hole Level slaves? If you truly need them, I could help network for you, just to make a friend," the three-eyed slave owner quickly said, seeing Wang Xu’s interest in Black Hole Level slaves, suspecting this customer must have a large amount of Cosmic Crystals.
"Just tell me the price," Wang Xu said.
"This amount," the three-eyed slave owner showed five fingers, "five hundred thousand Cosmic Crystals."
Five hundred thousand Cosmic Crystals!
Wang Xu immediately furrowed his brow.
"Alright, I’ve decided on them," Wang Xu said, not wasting any more words to haggle, "ten Initial Void Level Earthworm Race people, here are eighty thousand Cosmic Crystals."
The three-eyed one was immediately delighted, as eighty thousand cosmic crystals was no small amount, so he couldn’t help but look at Wang Xu with new respect.
Immediately, Wang Xu picked out ten Earthworm Race members. The three-eyed one handed the control chips for these ten slaves to Wang Xu. As long as Wang Xu crushed the control chip, these ten slaves would be blown to bits instantly.
"Master," the ten Earthworm Race members bowed respectfully.
"From this moment on, your names will be from one to ten, with Earthworm as your surname. As long as you follow me loyally, I will remove the control devices from your bodies when I reach the Black Hole Level," Wang Xu said.
The faces of the Earthworm Race members immediately showed joy.
The greatest wish of a slave is to regain freedom. Although Wang Xu only promised it verbally, with no credibility, a sliver of hope is still better than none at all.
Then, Wang Xu turned to look at the three-eyed slave owner.
"By the way, do you have any slaves best suited for guarding?" Wang Xu asked.
"Of course, there are many types of guard slaves. Are you looking for the Void Level or...?"
"Yes, the Flying Corpse Race has the strongest guarding capabilities, their bodies comparable to Spiritual Grade Star Spiritual Treasures. If danger arises, they can immediately envelop their master within their body, shielding them with their physique," said the three-eyed man. "The only downside of the Flying Corpse Race is their poor attack power, almost nonexistent—they can only defend passively."
"That’s enough. Let’s go with the Flying Corpse Race. What’s the price?" Wang Xu said.
"Ten thousand cosmic crystals," the three-eyed slave owner quoted, seeing Wang Xu frown, he quickly added, "The Flying Corpse Race has strong defenses. Capturing them is quite strenuous. Ten thousand cosmic crystals is already the limit."
Wang Xu thought it over and finally decided to purchase a Flying Corpse Race slave.
He bought this slave purely to protect his family.
But with only twenty thousand cosmic crystals left, and needing some to return to Earth, he could only buy one for now.
Transaction completed, Wang Xu left the Slave Market with ten Void Level Earthworm Race slaves and one Void Level Flying Corpse Race slave.
Having accomplished what he needed, Wang Xu naturally prepared to return to Earth.
He had spent half a month coming here, and now he was leaving after staying for less than two hours; this journey was indeed brief.
"Let’s go, the crisis on Earth is urgent. If we survive, there will be time to visit other planets in the future."
Wang Xu boarded the Bailan, the Ancient Battleship took off, and with a whoosh, it flew out.
"Everyone, I’ve explained all your duties—do you all understand?" The eleven slaves stood before Wang Xu and nodded solemnly.
Wang Xu was very satisfied with them. Despite being slaves with neither freedom nor control over life and death, it was precisely because of this that Wang Xu felt assured to entrust his family to them.
"Alright, go cultivate." After bowing, the eleven went to the Realm Cultivation Room.
Although slaves were confined, their cultivation was not; they could become stronger. However, their strength often led their masters to see them as a threat and eliminate them.
"Celestial Spirit, we have enough cosmic crystals. For the remaining journey, send me to the Will Cultivation Field. I want to continue comprehending the Great Will," Wang Xu said.
Life Slaughter is the Small Will, it is a Sword Technique used on a sword, and switching weapons makes it useless.
But the Great Will is different. Once comprehended, whether you wield a sword or blade, you can unleash the power of Will. This is the fundamental difference between the Great Will and the Small Will.
"Alright!" Celestial Spirit smiled sweetly, waved her hand, and sent Wang Xu away.
Suddenly, the Bailan trembled violently, Celestial Spirit’s hand paused, and the teleportation was interrupted.
"What’s going on?" Wang Xu’s expression changed, he quickly arrived at the control console, but found that the lights on the console were flickering erratically, having completely lost functionality.
Could it be that the Bailan malfunctioned?
Eleven figures swiftly rushed over, surrounding Wang Xu, "Are you alright?"
"Master, look there!" Celestial Spirit’s face changed color, she stretched out her little hand, and pointed outside the warship.
Following her gaze, Wang Xu’s face also turned ashen.
In front of the Warship Ruins, a giant black hole suddenly appeared, pitch-black and deep, yet Wang Xu and the others did not notice it at all.
Suddenly, the immense gravitational pull of the black hole erupted, and the Bailan, without even the strength to resist, was directly sucked in.
The image of the Bailan in the cosmos was completely lost, while the black hole continued spinning for a brief moment before quietly disappearing, the cosmos restored to silence, as if the black hole had never appeared.
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