Yang Ling observed carefully, he was full of interest in those martial artists and those with the bloodline of the Yuan Spirit, people are also a resource, especially this kind of person who can play a powerful role with a little cultivation.

There weren't many buyers in the first square, after all, slaves and beasts could be obtained by plundering a few tribes as long as the spiritual cultivator wanted them.

However, there are always many people in the desolate beast area, some powerful desolate beasts can not only fight but also be responsible for guarding once tamed, and many of them can be used to travel, the speed is extremely fast, and the desolate beasts sold here are basically young beasts, which are easier to domesticate, so they are very popular with spiritual cultivators.

"It's really better for human life than beasts!" he shook his head secretly looking at the situation in the city.

Seeing that Yang Ling seemed to be a little interested in these slaves, the person in charge of the slave area ran over and said flatteringly: "My lord is really good-looking, these slaves are of excellent quality! You see these women, although they have lost some weight, they are a little beauty with a little feeding, and they are really good to vent their fire." And these sturdy men can buy them back as labor, and the price is fair, a snow phoenix tear or other spiritual objects of the same value can buy three slaves, if it is Bixia grass, you can choose these slaves at will, you can take half of them!"

Yang Ling frowned slightly, and there was inexplicable anger in his heart, and at this moment, he actually had the urge to buy all the slaves with those two Bixia grasses.

But in the end, I still held back, the Bixia Grass is very important, and whether the thousands of people in the Heavenly Barbarian Department can survive the doomsday calamity are counting on the Bixia Grass on their bodies.

And even though he had compassion, the slaves were endless, and he could not save them all.

Besides, if you take out two Bixia grasses on impulse at this time, it will definitely attract the attention of some people, and it will not be fatal.

In desperation, he could only take out a few spiritual objects and hand them over.

Seeing that what Yang Ling took out was just an ordinary spiritual object, the person in charge pursed his lips, without the courtesy just now.

Yang Ling didn't care, pointed to a few martial artists, and the two people with the blood of Yuan Ling and said, "That's it!"

But the person in charge frowned slightly, and said: "I'm really sorry, what I just told you is the price of ordinary people, one spiritual object can only be exchanged for two martial artists, and those with the bloodline of the Yuan Spirit want two spiritual objects, your spiritual object is really not enough!"

Yang Ling was furious and was about to attack, but when he saw the inspectors who passed by from time to time in the market, he held back.

"You wait, I'll go find a friend and borrow some spiritual objects!" he snorted coldly, then turned and left.

The person in charge spat at his back, then kicked the slaves a few times before sitting down with his legs crossed.

Yang Ling came to a remote place, took out the only few remaining spiritual objects from the ghost head ring, and walked back hatefully.

Seeing that Yang Ling really went and returned, the person in charge said expressionlessly: "If the adults can borrow Bixia grass or other high-level spiritual objects from their friends, I will give you a few more of these slaves!"

Yang Ling glanced at the other party coldly, his heart full of disgust.

You must know that the people in charge of buying and selling in the market are just ordinary people who are proficient in the way of business, and they dare to speak arrogantly in front of spiritual cultivators, which makes him very angry.

"Don't talk nonsense, if I had Bixia Grass, I wouldn't have come to Black Rock City!

Seeing Yang Ling angry, the man tightened his heart and walked away.

Then a few sturdy people took those slaves over and asked Yang Ling to accept them one by one.

But at this moment, a crying voice came from the slave quarter, and when she heard the sound, she saw that it was a weak woman, with a sallow face and a thin body, and it was obvious that she had not eaten well for a long time.

"Brother ~ Woo woo woo ......"

And in front of Yang Ling, a slave with the blood of Yuan Ling had a miserable face, and turned to look at the woman who couldn't stop crying.

The head of the slave district cursed the bad luck, walked up to the crying woman, grabbed her hair and slapped her emaciated little face a few times.

"Why are you crying when you lose money? If you howl again, grandpa will have to rip off your clothes and open the meat!"

Yang Ling was furious and was about to step forward to theorize, but before he could speak, the girl's brother was already angry and wanted to rush over and kill the person in charge.

However, he was restrained by iron chains, and he could not move vigorously at all, only the low roar in his throat kept ringing, like a mad beast, which made people feel terrified.

Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be rash, otherwise it will be difficult for your brothers and sisters to die!"

The man roared, "I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just worried that my sister will be insulted!"

Yang Ling nodded, pondered for a moment, and then called the person in charge and said, "Keep that woman for me, I will come back!"

But the person in charge rolled his eyes in a circle, and then smiled treacherously: "That's not good, it's not in accordance with the rules, this woman is very concerned by my master, if you want to buy it, you have to get two spiritual things!"

Yang Ling was furious, the woman was clearly just an ordinary person.

At this moment, the woman's brother said, "My lord, use me in exchange for my sister to leave, I know this request is too rude, but we are really desperate!"

At this point, the man fell to his knees and was about to kowtow.

How dare Yang Ling accept such a big gift, he quickly jumped to the side, pulled the other party up and said, "I don't care, as long as you are willing!"

But as soon as his words fell, another martial artist beside him resignedly said, "Let's exchange me for Sister Li Fan!"

Yang Ling was surprised, carefully looked at the person who spoke, and asked, "What is your relationship with their brother and sister?"

"Brother Li Feng has a life-saving grace for me!" It was this simple sentence that moved Yang Ling.

Beside them, the head of the slave district looked at them with a mocking look on his face, looking at them with idiotic eyes.

I saw Li Feng glance at the person who spoke, his eyes showed gratitude, and said: "Zhang Mo, don't be rash, your life is your own, I just helped you, help me take care of Xiaofan more in the future!"

Yang Ling was extremely painful, he no longer had any spiritual objects, and the rest of the things on his body could not be traded at all.

"Two spiritual creatures can be exchanged for a human life, but I can't take it out!" he hung his head and was quite helpless.

After a while, Yang Ling took these 'slaves' and left, and before leaving, he didn't forget to tell the person in charge that he must treat Li Feng well, and he will definitely come back.

People come and go in Black Rock City, and Yang Ling is very conspicuous walking on the street with dozens of people.

He frowned, he really didn't want to be too ostentatious, so he could only quickly leave the city gate.

The Third Fang City will open again in a month, so these people must be sent back to the Heavenly Barbarian Department as soon as possible.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians outside the city, and many spiritual cultivators came from far away, these people originally rushed to the Long Plains to look for Bixia Grass, but after hearing about the Battle of the Long Plains, they came to Black Rock City, and most of them decided to live nearby in the future.

As a result, many mounts have been abandoned around Blackstone City at will.

Yang Ling easily captured some of the mounts, and then left with dozens of people behind him.

The scale of the Heavenly Barbarian Department is now very impressive, surrounded by dense forests, and large rivers flow through it, like a picture scroll, extremely beautiful.

On the riverside, many women were washing their clothes, and in the open space a little farther away, many men were working hard, everyone was talking and laughing, and some people were singing, and the mood was very comfortable.

When Yang Ling returned to the Heavenly Barbarian Department with those people, he happened to see all this, and his heart was very satisfied, and he smiled.

And the slaves who bought it all looked at all this, and their hearts instantly relaxed a lot.

After all, every spiritual practitioner has a different temper, and many of them are extremely vicious people, and they are very worried that they will be enslaved and abused.

When they just walked into the forest, they had already been discovered by the secret sentinel of the Tianban Tribe, and at this time, the gate of the tribe was opened, and Yin Hui, Liao Feng and others were already waiting quietly.

Everyone greeted each other for a while, and some people in the tribe greeted each other with smiling faces when they saw Yang Ling's return, and even some bold people came up to say hello, and after receiving a response, they were even more excited and proud of it.

Yin Hui and Liao Feng's complexions were even better, and there was a faint light in their eyes, Yang Ling knew at a glance that this was because of his cultivation of true power.

"Who are these people?" asked Hu Chao, glancing at the slaves.

"These are all friends I brought back from afar, all of them are strong, and they will join my Heavenly Barbarian Department from now on!"

Hearing this, the 'slaves' were filled with gratitude.

Hu Chao is specifically responsible for the selection and training of talents in the tribe, but the population is too small, and the selected people are uneven, even the law enforcement hall is still empty, only He Qianwu and Lu Er, two bare-pole commanders.

He has been worrying these days, and when he saw these dozens of martial artists at this time, he was really overjoyed, and he couldn't wait to kiss Yang Ling on the face.

At this time, the steward of the Heavenly Barbarian Department had already come to the council hall, and the huge attic was also completely renewed, and the interior was more solemn and solemn.

Next, Yang Ling told the others everything that had happened in the past few days, and when he heard that the forces outside had sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, everyone felt pressured.

Especially Yin Hui and Liao Feng, if other forces come to attack in the future, the two of them will inevitably follow Yang Ling and withstand all the pressure.

Hearing that Yang Ling had already obtained the Bixia Grass, they all breathed a sigh of relief, after all, under the Doomsday Tribulation, except for the spiritual cultivators and those with the Yuan Spirit bloodline, everyone else had to die.

But these are not enough, the effect of the Bixia grass only lasts for a year, and no one knows how long the Doomsday Tribulation will last.

According to ancient records, the last doomsday catastrophe lasted for ten years.

"Yang Ling, can you come and see what these are?" Hu Chao took out a wooden box as if offering a treasure.

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