Chapter 506: [ The first slaves ]

After a few minutes, the boss then led Allen and the others towards another room where dozens of people were lined up within a large steel cage.

Their hands and feet were bounded by black steel chains and on their necks were brown leather collars. However, if one looks closely, all their faces were filled with despair and emptiness.

They wanted to die but couldn’t—because, as long as they thought such nonsensical things, they will experience a massive amount of pain, enough to let them go crazy!

However, this kind of curse should be from the God Clan—was it carried over?

A western-like style--however, now that I think about it, it's more similar to the Monkey King's Curse. A special curses that cause a headband, the intermediary of the curse to tighten, inflicting terrible pain. It was from the Goddess; Guanyin who gave it Xuánzàng who then gave it the Monkey King.

Did they made this curse based on that magical item...?

There were hundreds of young slaves in the other room. Allen quickly swept his eyes through all of them, but there were no slaves who were satisfactory. Some were too young, some were too weak, and there were even some of those who gave a very bad vibe...

“But master, are you really going to take these slaves?” Laura asked worriedly. Even Rebellion was looking at Allen with concern.

“It’s fine,” Allen waved his hand with a faint smile. “Since they will just become a slave, in any case, might as well take some in… who knows they might have some use for in the future…”

"But Master, most of them are criminal or evildoers... can we really trust them?"

"Trust...? Not really. However, as long as I placed a curse of obedience, they would at least become trustworthy..."

As Allen and Laura were talking, Allen and the rest were led by the manager in a rather clean and bright room.

“Young Lord, you can take your pick. These slaves all have a uniform price, fifty Monster Crystals per slave.”

Not having gone through the training, the price would be very low, at most, it would be twenty or thirty monster crystals. He started off with fifty monster crystals--which the price was already considered to be too high.

Allen had no idea about it, therefore they agreed without haggling over the price.

Then, suddenly…

"You b*tch, stop or you will be killed immediately." An emotionless voice echoed through the door as Allen looked in that direction. A shadow rushed passed and then a soft body tackled his leg and he paused a little before looking down.

“Pl, please buy me! I, I will do anything you want! Please buy me, young hero!” The girl spoke in a fast tone.

The emotion cast by her pupils transitioned between fear and desperation. However, her expression was filled with excruciating pain. The collar she was wearing was shining with a crimson light then, the curse must have been active…

As the slender body grappled onto his leg, Allen looks at her. She was a girl, no, a woman around early twenties to mid-twenties. She has black hair with somewhat unusual and enigmatic red pupils. She looked innocent and harmless with that thin and slender body but, Allen can feel the blood aura coming from her… interesting… this woman…

Obviously, Allen wasn’t the only one who had noticed it. Laura and Rebellion as well, however, only the former move. Before the woman could react, Laura had already appeared beside her and with her hand, grabbed the woman’s head in an iron claw and throws it aside.

Laura’s expression was cold and indifferent.

Daring to touch her master's clothes with that dirty hands...?

Buga-!? The woman was flung on the walls, a mouthful of blood was spat out.

However, the woman was still conscious as she raised her head desperately and stared at Allen with desperation.

“You b*tch! How dare you—”

“Wait,” as the boss hurriedly walked over the woman, giving it a kick once, he was about to grabbed her hair when Allen called out.

“Ye, yes, young lord… I’m sorry about this—”

“It’s fine…” Allen stared at the woman, his lips arc forward. “I’ll take that woman…”

“Eh?!”

“You heard me…”

Hearing Allen’s words, the woman’s desperate eyes sparkled in joy as she hastily stood up and kneeled in front of Allen. She bent on her knees and kowtowed. “Thank the young lord, thank the young lord,”

“… …”

“My lord, please buy my sister as well, my sister, my sister is a mid-King stage, she would surely be of help to the young lord… please, I’m begging you, young lord!” The woman begged as she prostrated on the ground. Beads of tears started dropping on the floor while knocking her forehead.

She knows that this was shameless but she doesn’t care if she was seen as shameless. She wanted to leave this hell hole and live a new life. Although she wouldn't care about herself but she wouldn't be able to if something similar happened to her sister. Just thinking about it makes her full of despair.

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She didn’t say it, but she waited so long for this day. Every day she hid in the corner of the slave market to peek at the people that were buying slaves. She wanted to find someone who was not so bad.

There were ruthless owners, wealthy merchants, and people she didn’t understand very well. However, most of them gave off a very dangerous vibe. Since they are evil cultivators, criminals in the eyes of the public--they would never be able to receive human rights--in fact, in this world where fist speaks louder than words, the weak can be only seen as the sinners, inferior to a dog!

But this was the first time she ran to a buyer, stranger than anything she had seen before. She didn’t even understand herself.

Why is she risking her life to plead at this man?

Maybe it was because of the way he looked in the slaves. He had a glimpse of a special emotion; the emotion called sympathy--an emotion she had never seen on someone who looks at them before. If a human was known to cultivate evil arts, they are not human anymore but monsters--no, they are beasts, lower than monsters!

Sympathy for even to an evil cultivator which was extremely hated in this continent…!

Maybe that was why?

But this man, this youth--he was different. She really didn't know what the difference was, probably just this simple emotion that makes her feel that she was still, human--although it was just a little, and it was almost gone, it was still there.

It has been so long since she and her sister had escaped their Sect due to fear of being plucked by the elders of her Sect and become a ‘tool’—since then, they were always fighting, killing to survive. However, in the end, they were not cornered and was captured.

The only thing fortunate was that it was an Evil Sect but a Righteous Sect—does they managed to retain their chastity even now.

Even still, all the looks she was given up until now were that of hate and disgust—why? Just because she cultivated the Evil Path… she would be condemned…?

Would she be judged and treated unfairly?

Aren’t they also human themselves?

They cultivated this because they have no choice in life! To survive, they needed power… and thus, they seek…!

But why would they look at them as if they were looking at a disgusting person? An unredeemable sinner?

Thus, she attacks… all those who wanted to buy her and her sister, she attacked them, chasing them away. She doesn’t care about the pain… probably death can be extrication.

But now…

Someone had arrived with the emotions she had been waiting all along!

So if she didn’t take her chance then, she would spend the rest of her life in hell. She knew that the reason those bastards didn’t touch them yet was that because a virgin sells much higher than those which were not. After all, it was a rarity among the Evil Cultivators.

But once they got fed up by her violence and deemed them as unprofitable, she knew they would certainly face a fate worse than death!

If the result would be the same if she had to depend on someone else to survive, why not choose someone that can treat her slightly better.

Maybe not better, but if that person humiliates her a little less, she would be extremely glad.

Allen’s smile was the same but his eyes were filled with complexity. After a moment, he could only sigh.

Maybe this was my conscience after all?

Something rare, but valuable.

“Get this girl’s sister; I’ll take her as well…” Allen propped his chin with his hand and stared at the boss coldly. In any case, money wasn’t an issue. In this place, the currency they used was Monster cores or what they call, monster crystals. And Allen wasn’t lacking any of that sort…

Besides even if it was gold coins or something, his wealth wouldn’t be insufficient.

Just the treasures in the Castle’s Treasury, Allen can be said to be quite an oil prince…

Too bad, it wasn’t God’s Blood gold coins but normal gold and silver coins with massive amount of Monster Cores. Even still, compared to the people within the Divine Continent, he was holding quite a wealth.

"Hmm?" Confused, the Boss paused before he approached Allen.

"Young lord, if you are into those types, there are some better choices. I have some connections that could help you…" This woman is extremely wicked… he added to his heart.

Although he was happy that this ‘troublemaker’ would now be leaving his hand but still, Allen seemed to be a good customer. He doesn’t want to make any bad impression to this big fish.

However, Allen’s eyes narrowed at him. "You seem to have a lot to say."

That was all.

The boss looked at Allen’s cold and emotionless face, and a shiver went down his spine. All his thoughts froze over and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Yes, Yes, No problem," The boss sigh. It was foolish to offend the customer as the Boss apologized again.

After a few minutes, the boss returned bringing with him a girl who was wearing a thin veil that’s almost transparent. In addition--she was not wearing a bra. Just like her sister she was also only wearing a thin cloth on her body, so her figure was obvious to see.

Long black hair, a real beauty. She tops the other girls who are present in the room and was even comparable to Mia and the others.

Her age seems to be similar to her sister, or not younger. It’s just that, she has an aura of an “Ice Queen”, cold and indifferent, she hardly expresses any emotions. However, when she looks at her sister, a warm that was hard to conceal appeared on her eyes.

“Yaoyao!” The woman hurriedly scrambled and rushed towards the girl, embracing her. She was always been in fear because her sister was extremely beautiful, someone would surely come and take her away. And judging by her previous offense, she would surely not be taken together.

And that scares her the most--

What would happen to her little sister...?

“Sister, I’m okay,”

The woman turned around and once again prostrate in front of Allen. “Young lord, thank you! This lowly servant thanks the young lord!!”

“Name…?”

“My, my name is Yang Qingyu… and this is my sister…”

“Yang Jiaoyao… greets the young lord,” Jiaoyao walked over and prostrated in front of Allen just like what her sister did. She bent on her knees and kowtowed.

At least, she is receptive.

“Stand up…” Allen said indifferently. With a wave of his hand, two large robes appeared above the two women…

“Tha, thank you, master…” Yang Qingyu bit her lips and grabbed the robe. Jiaoyao was also the same as a complicated expression flashed across her eyes.

And Allen successfully bought his first slaves--as well as, the meeting of the sisters and Allen.

After that small interlude, Allen spent roughly five hundred Monster Crystals to buy seven slaves including the two sisters, another female, and four male—two were at the King stage, one at an Emperor stage, while the rest were Master stage level cultivators.

Furthermore, Allen went to look for monster beasts as well but he was disappointed and didn’t found anything good.

Though he tried the Egg Gambling and somehow acquires a strange egg that was constantly absorbing energy from the surrounding. With Allen’s perception, it would be strange if he didn’t notice it—so probably, it was a powerful beast…?