After thinking about it for a long time, a plan gradually took shape in Chu Yang's heart.

Walking out of the restaurant, he found a grocery store and bought some yellow wax and applied it to his face, and Chu Yang walked into the slave market under the command of the Zhan family.

In the slave market, it was extremely lively, many celebrities and nobles were standing in groups pointing and pointing, selecting the slaves in the cage, just entering the slave market, there were hundreds of slaves in his eyes, which made Chu Yang can't help but sigh.

Where did these slaves come from?

"Guest, are you going to buy slaves?"

At this time, a middle-aged man in charge of hospitality in the slave market walked up and asked Chu Yang with a smile.

Chu Yang nodded, "I have a very high vision, I hope you have something here that I can look up to." ”

The middle-aged man smiled confidently: "Guest, don't worry, the slaves in our slave market are definitely good goods, may I ask, what are your requirements for slaves?"

Chu Yang inadvertently asked, "I want to know Lu Dao, where do all your slaves here come from? If you buy your slaves here, you won't cause any trouble, right?"

The middle-aged man was not surprised at all by Chu Yang's words: "Guests rest assured, our slaves here have absolutely clean origins, and almost all of them are prisoners of war on the battlefield, so there will be no troubles." ”

Prisoners of war on the battlefield?

Thinking that Niu Bi was still suffering now, Chu Yang couldn't help but feel a tingle in his heart.

"I want to buy a slave above the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm, you take me to see it. Chu Yang said to the middle-aged man.

"Okay, guest, please come with me, the slaves above the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm are all inside. ”

The middle-aged man had a smile on his face, the people who could afford to buy slaves above the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm were all big customers, and if the transaction was successful, he would be able to get a lot of commissions.

Follow the middle-aged man into the innermost part of the slave market, where the slaves are completely different from the outside, either sitting quietly in cages or sleeping.

There was no sleep, seeing the middle-aged man and Chu Yang coming over, their eyes revealed a fierce gaze, as if they could choose someone to devour at any time.

"Guest, the slaves here, their cultivation is above the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "However, if you want to control these slaves, you need to have a stronger strength than them, and you ...... guest."

"What, you're worried that I won't be able to control them?" Chu Yang smiled faintly.

"Don't dare, I'm just reminding the guests. The middle-aged man waved his hand in a panic and shook his head.

Chu Yang walked through the cages one by one, these slaves were very quiet, looking at Chu Yang calmly, and some of them even extended their qi engines to investigate Chu Yang.

However, these slaves, as Chu Yang snorted coldly, they were all shocked, and for a while, a little fear appeared in the eyes of these slaves looking at Chu Yang.

The middle-aged man who followed behind Chu Yang couldn't help but be surprised.

Among the slaves who were injured by Chu Yang, there was no lack of the existence of the Nine Layers of the Spirit Martial Realm, that is to say, this guest with a yellow face was a Xuanwu Realm martial artist.

Soon, Chu Yang looked around the cages, frowned and asked, "They're not the best slaves you have here, are they?"

Seeing Chu Yang's dissatisfaction, the middle-aged man hurriedly shook his head: "Of course not, it's just that these are the best slaves in our slave market, and among the slaves that are usually sold to the outside world, guest, you don't have any eye-catching ones?"

"Anything else that isn't for sale?"

Chu Yang nodded, and hope rose in his heart.

The middle-aged man said: "Whether it is our slave market or the other four slave markets in the imperial capital, in addition to the slaves that are usually sold to the outside world, there are also some high-grade slaves, these slaves have extremely high martial arts talents, and they will not appear until the slave market holds an auction, and then we will auction them." ”

"Martial arts talent is extremely high, how did you classify these slaves?" Chu Yang couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, it is classified according to their talent and supernatural powers, martial artists, the higher the quality of their innate supernatural powers, the better the general talents. The middle-aged man laughed.

"I heard that in the slave market, there will be occasional auctions of slaves owned by the owners of the Twin Powers?" Chu Yang asked.

The guest laughed, the owner of the dual supernatural powers, even if you look at the entire empire, it is extremely rare, this kind of slave, even if we really have it in the slave market, it is not something I can know. ”

"What would you do if your slave market did find a slave who owns the Twin Powers?"

"If there is such a slave, it will definitely be taken care of, and in captivity, the highest concealment measures will be used, after all, it is a great fortune. Twenty years ago, in the imperial capital, the slave market of the Yan family, there was an auction of a slave who owned the dual supernatural powers, and that slave was cultivated by them to the Xuanwu Realm, and finally sold for a sky-high price of 500 high-grade yuan stones. ”

"Five hundred high-grade Yuan Stones?"

Chu Yang was taken aback.

"Do you think it's expensive?" asked the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Isn't it expensive?" asked Chu Yang.

"Guest, let me tell you one thing, and you may not find it expensive. Back then, the slave who owned the dual divine powers was auctioned by the crown prince of the imperial family, that is, the current emperor, the former Xuanwu Realm was a heavy slave, and now he is the strongest dead soldier under the command of the current emperor. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Now, do you still think it's expensive?"

Xuanwu Realm Ninefold?

Chu Yang gasped.

The talent of the possessor of the dual supernatural powers is indeed amazing.

"Guest, if you are not interested in these slaves, you can only wait for the auction of our slave market, our most recent auction will be held in two months. ”

After the middle-aged man realized that Chu Yang was a Xuanwu Realm martial artist, his attitude was a little more respectful.

"Good. ”

Chu Yang nodded and walked away, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

Next, he went to the Yan family's slave market, as well as three other slave markets, but did not find any clues about the whereabouts of Niu Bi.

The information obtained from the population of the last four slave markets is generally the same as what the middle-aged people in the Zhanjia slave market said, even if there are really slaves in their slave markets who are found to be the owners of the dual powers, they will be hidden in the snow.

Lan Ting said that the slave market where he and Niu Bi were located planned to wait for Niu Bi's cultivation to break through to the Xuanwu Realm before conducting an auction. ”

Chu Yang's face sank, and now it is difficult to find Niu Bi.

Not to mention that he didn't know which slave market the Niu Bi was in, even if he knew the Dao, with the powerful power behind these slave markets, the Niu Bi would be extremely hidden, and it was not something he could easily discover.

At this moment, Chu Yang even had a feeling of looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Niu Bi...... Where the hell are you?"

In the guest room of an inn in the imperial capital, Chu Yang asked Xiao Er to make a plate of water, washed off the yellow wax on his face, and his heart sank like water.

The Imperial Capital, in a quiet dungeon.

It was a private dungeon that housed some of the best slaves, and these slaves were valuable to the slave market to which the dungeon belonged.

Private dungeons, like a labyrinth, each dungeon is independent, soundproofed so well that even if you shout, you can't hear any movement from another adjacent cage separated by a special wall of several meters.

Almost all of the slaves here were brought in and out blindfolded, and the black cloth from their eyes was not removed until they entered the prison.

The slaves here, no one knows where they are locked up, it's just that, compared to when they just entered the slave market, their living conditions here are obviously much better, not only do they have wine and meat at every meal, but they can also get some Yuan Shi cultivation every time.

If it weren't for the slaves, they might have enjoyed it.

They knew that the slave market kept itself in such a way that it could sell itself at a good price at a future auction.

"Nine, it's time to eat. ”

The window of a prison cell was opened, and a plate of food was put in, and there was wine and meat in the meal.

The young man, who was as strong as a cow and had messy hair, seemed to be accustomed to life here, and ate and drank greatly.

After eating, he glanced at the Yuan Shi that had been put in with the food just now, frowned and shouted: "Hey, why is there less Yuan Shi? Let me tell you, if you dare to fill your own pocket, when you come in charge next time, I will definitely report you, and I won't inquire, my Uncle Niu's Yuan Shi is something you can deduct?"

The middle-aged man guarding outside the prison had an ugly face, he didn't expect that he had just deducted a medium-grade yuan stone, and it was discovered by the people inside.

"Master Niu, it's my fault, I accidentally fell just now, don't tell the steward about this. ”

The middle-aged man panicked and threw the medium-grade yuan stone that he had detained into the prison and said in a panic.

"It's okay not to say anything, next time, bring me two more jugs of wine. "The voice from the prison was heard.

"Yes, yes. ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, helpless and depressed in his heart.

In the past few months, in this dungeon, who doesn't know that the people in the No. 9 prison are the most difficult to serve, and when he was assigned here, he was about to cry, and the oil and water that can be deducted in other prisons can not be obtained here.

"Is he a slave or am I a slave. ”

More than once, middle-aged people thought so in their hearts.

Inside the prison, Niu Bi put away the medium-grade yuan stone, and his face showed a little stunned.

In just one year, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He was originally a disciple of the inner door of the Jiwu Sect, once he had an epiphany, awakened the second supernatural power, and thought that he could soar into the sky, who knows, the Jiwu Gate is in trouble, although he picked up a life, but because he was unwilling to betray the sect, he worshiped the Blood Demon Gate, and after the end, he was sold by the Blood Demon Gate to the underground slave market of the Yunyue Kingdom, and lived a life that was inferior to animals.

It wasn't until later that he was sent to the imperial capital of the Inkstone Empire that his life changed.

Ever since he was the owner of the Twin Divine Powers and was discovered by the person in charge of the slave market, he was isolated in this place, with good wine and meat every day, and a large amount of Yuan Stone cultivation.

If it weren't for the slave mark on his forehead, he would have thought that he had reached heaven.

"No matter, since I have such good cultivation conditions, why should I miss it? Perhaps, if I am sold to someone else in the future, with my strength, I can also find a chance to escape from Lu and go to my brother. ”

Niu Bi muttered: "I don't know where Chu Yang is now." ”

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