'Pity' was something I never had, not to talk of the corresponding action due to it.
I believed it.
*Huff*
If some say that Life is cruel, some don't then there would be some who wouldn't care to even think about it. I knew I was definitely in the third category.
I believed it.
"Pathetic."
Yes, it was pathetic. It didn't mean that I never sympathized, no, having been suffered enough in my childhood I could garner sympathy for those same as me but I believed that future is something that could be changed with effort so I didn't pity them.
I believed it.
"What the hell is this?"
Only till now.
Wet dirty roads, an unpleasant smell but what bothered me most was the condition of the sla—people here. Sunken and hollow eyes wrinkled up skin and the ... no just watching gave me goosebumps. I thought that the biggest slave trading area of the southern domain had a high chance of inhabiting the MC but this... this was out of proportions.
All these people were mortals and hadn't even commited a crime. They were just residents whom the cultivators made into slaves after taking over the city. The more 'valuable' slaves were kept in the inner area though, the ones here were just outcasts.
'The Red city of Trade'
I could feel anger rising up followed by pity and helplessness for I could do nothing to help them. This was considered one of the most important cities of the southern domain and even with this body's memories I could atmost exert 50% of the power.
I bit my lip and hardened my resolve as I made my way towards the inner district. I sure couldn't do anything as of now but we would see in the future.
******
The inner district was nothing like the outer one. The condition of the slaves didn't change much but the streets were clean and order was maintained. The market was bustling with the cultivators who came to try their luck by gambling, to relieve their 'desires', to buy slaves or just to see the outside world.
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In fact , although the entry requirements were high, as long as you fulfill them, even criminals were allowed. As long as someone had enough fame or higher cultivation than foundation establishment, they were allowed into the city.
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Shaking my head, I rid myself of these thoughts as I assumed the posture of the most mysterious master I could imagine and entered the biggest building in the city. A sultry yet sweet voice sounded as soon as I entered
" Welcome to Red Slave house dear customer, please pick-"
"Cut the crap, Take me to the place where child slaves are kept."
"..Um sir only those with the exclusive card can.."
She shut her mouth as soon as I took out a black card from my pocket and I could see the surprise reflected in the eyes.
"Check it."
She soon confirmed it and bowed deeply.
" I apologise for my rudeness sir, I will guide you immediately."
I followed her as we went to the second floor and entered a dark room full of cages.
'Shit.'
The heavy scent of metal and dusts lingered in the room. The condition of the children here was better than those outside but it was still horrible. Even the most healthy one looked malnourised.
"Please make your choice sir, the prices are listed on the cages."
"...Hm"
Hell of a choice, there are millions of cages here and even sub rooms divided by the age groups.
'System, check the status of all the people in this room.......
................System?'
[Only status of the host and his disciples can be checked.]
'......F$@!* what? Don't do this to me hey, system.......system? hey!'
[The bloodline and constitution can still be checked]
*Hufff*
I heaved a sigh of relief ,shit, that scared me.
"Um, S-Sir?"
"Ah, yeah wait a little I am making my choice."
I released my spiritual sense ignoring the *gulp* from behind and started checking the bloodlines.
None. Not here either; what the hell is Ripe Tomato bloodline? none again. Heck, its been more than three millio-
"Holy shit! Found it
Come to room 47"
I said and swiftly appeared in front of the cage priced at 3000 low level spirit stones and looked inside.
Two pairs of eyes, one violet and one scarlet, one filled with surprise and pity while other with despair met.
All the while I kept confirming what I found.
[Bloodline: Lesser phoenix(upgradable) Constitution: Soul focused(makes the holder endlessly determined for one thing he/she focuses on)]
I saw a malnutrished girl roughly 16 years old with scarlet eyes and sunken cheeks, She was fairly beautiful though.Making up my mind, I said to the saleswoman who came running-
"I'll buy her."
******
Rest everything was smooth, I paid the fee, the saleswoman registered my name and date of the sale and soon I received the slave contract.
As soon as I received it, I held her up and moved with fast steps wanting to get out of this goddamn place only to hear a disturbance at the front door.
'The person who is causing trouble here must be one hell of an idiot.'
That wasa my only thought. I was unwilling to involve myself but what I saw there shook me.
It was a generic trash scene except in reality.