signingbooks #204 - General Slave
#204 - General Slave
The Slave Pavilion.
Third floor.
This place is one of the most high-end slave trading locations in the entire Flowing Sand City.
The first floor is the lobby, and the second floor is private rooms.
The entire third floor is self-contained, and the decoration cannot be described merely as exquisite and luxurious.
When Liang Jin walked up, he felt as if he had entered a garden.
Everywhere he looked, there were potted plants of varying heights, the tall ones reaching the ceiling, and green vines hanging down like green curtains, dotted with pale yellow flowers.
These flowers, plants, and trees might not be considered very precious within the Great Qian territory.
And few people would use rare trees to cover a large area indoors as decoration.
However, in this vast desert lacking water and vegetation, such embellishments belonged exclusively to the truly powerful.
The lighting layout on the third floor was very particular.
It prevented people's eyes from directly seeing the oil lamps and candles at first glance.
However, their light could fill every corner.
The placement of these potted plants was also very particular, leaving a winding path in the middle.
Liang Jin walked slowly along the path, and after going deeper, he realized that this place gradually isolated the outside noise, and a clear conversation could be heard.
After continuing for a while, the view suddenly opened up.
He saw an open space in front of him, with several exquisite tables scattered around, fine wine and fresh fruits displayed on them, and many wealthy-looking people sitting at the tables.
Obviously, a slave transaction was taking place here.
Slaves are commodities.
Good slaves are truly luxury goods.
The trading place for luxury goods is naturally luxurious.
Liang Jin casually went to an empty table and sat down, picking up fruit to eat.
Mainly because there was a beautiful woman dancing in the arena at this time.
And she danced exceptionally well!
The musicians next to her were playing music, and the woman's body seemed to be given life by the music, light, elegant, and agile.
Her dance allowed people to feel the power of life and the enjoyment of beauty, and even diluted a lot of the murderous aura on Liang Jin's body.
Everyone in the arena was attracted by this graceful dance, so much so that they didn't notice Liang Jin's arrival.
However, no one would have thought that someone would break into the third floor without permission.
And the soundproofing on the third floor was very good, not only isolating the outside noise, but also isolating the sounds of fighting and killing outside.
The beauty finished her dance and then knelt respectfully to the side.
Only then did everyone come out of their immersion.
Their eyes were also staring straight at the kneeling beauty, their gazes like looking at a rare treasure.
At this moment.
Only one white-robed man looked around suspiciously:
"Huh?"
"Why is there a murderous aura?"
His gaze quickly converged on Liang Jin.
Liang Jin picked up his wine glass, smiled at the white-robed man, and nodded in greeting.
This white-robed man was a fifth-rank martial artist, and his perception was naturally more sensitive than ordinary people.
The white-robed man looked at Liang Jin suspiciously.
He could feel the powerful strength and murderous aura from Liang Jin.
However, Liang Jin looked relaxed and was still toasting him.
This made the white-robed man unable to figure out what Liang Jin's background was for a while.
In the end, the white-robed man didn't say anything and returned Liang Jin's toast.
What kind of place was this?
The Slave Pavilion!
This was a property under the name of the Flowing Sand City Lord.
Although the City Lord was not in the city temporarily, there shouldn't be anyone causing trouble.
If someone was causing trouble, they shouldn't have been able to get to the third floor so smoothly, and without any reckless actions.
It seemed that this might just be a guest.
It's just that the murderous aura was a bit strong.
Seeing the white-robed man return the toast, Liang Jin immediately got up and sat next to the white-robed man, curiously asking:
"Brother, may I ask where the experts of this Slave Pavilion usually are?"
Liang Jin had been killing his way up from the first and second floors, but he hadn't encountered any real experts, and the most powerful ones were only sixth-rank martial artists.
It was only on this third floor that he encountered this fifth-rank white-robed man.
But this white-robed man was obviously a guest.
The Slave Pavilion's business was so big, didn't they even have any experts guarding the place?
Liang Jin didn't believe this.
The white-robed man glanced at Liang Jin with disdain:
"You're from out of town, aren't you?"
"The experts of the Slave Pavilion are all stationed in the city, especially in the City Lord's Mansion and the Slave Stable."
"Who would dare to cause trouble here? Experts would flock here immediately."
"By the way, kid, what are you asking this for?"
Liang Jin roughly understood.
The order of this Flowing Sand City had begun to take shape, so fifth-rank and above martial artists didn't need to be stationed here.
He smiled and said:
"I just wanted to know what level the experts of the Slave Pavilion are."
Many people nearby also gradually noticed Liang Jin's murderous aura.
But when they saw Liang Jin sitting with the white-robed man, drinking and chatting, they quickly turned their eyes away.
This white-robed man seemed to have a high status, and no one would question the people he brought.
He only heard the white-robed man say in a deep voice:
"The Flowing Sand City Lord is at the peak of the fourth-rank!"
"He has two generals under him, both of whom are fifth-rank experts."
"You'd better be more disciplined and restrain your murderous aura, lest you be misunderstood."
Upon hearing this, Liang Jin couldn't help but feel greatly disappointed.
So the Flowing Sand City Lord was only at the fourth-rank realm.
Obviously, this City Lord also knew his own limitations, knowing that his martial arts were not high enough, so seeing too many martial artists coming to Flowing Sand City to seek treasure, he directly went out to avoid the limelight.
Peak of the fourth-rank, Liang Jin's clone in Qingzhou had killed one before.
Now that even a peak fourth-rank expert was not here, then Liang Jin naturally had nothing to worry about.
At this moment.
A middle-aged man walked out from behind the screen and cupped his fists at everyone with a smile:
"Everyone, this dancer is not simple!"
"He is the daughter of the only princess left after the fall of Ju Huan Kingdom, a true royal bloodline!"
"Once the high and mighty daughter of a princess, now fallen into the mortal world."
"She has been trained to be docile and obedient, and most rare of all, she is still an eighth-rank martial artist."
"If anyone can win her at auction, our shop will also have a gift!"
"The gift is her mother, the true Princess of Ju Huan!"
Ju Huan Kingdom was just a small country in the Western Desert, destroyed by a neighboring country twenty years ago.
Such small countries are countless in the long history of the Western Desert, and most can only leave a name in the history books.
But a small country is still a country, and a small country's princess is still a princess.
Immediately, the whole audience began to bid frantically.
Even the white-robed man couldn't bother talking to Liang Jin and started bidding.
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Amidst everyone's frantic bidding, the dancer remained kneeling on the ground, her face without joy or sorrow, as if everything happening before her had nothing to do with her.
Soon, the white-robed man suddenly raised the auction price, overpowering the entire audience.
The dancer was also bought by the white-robed man.
Everyone stood up and congratulated the white-robed man.
Liang Jin, however, was already planning to reveal his hand.
Suddenly!
An aura of a fifth-rank martial artist suddenly appeared.
This made Liang Jin couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
A group of people were seen carrying an iron cage made of refined steel to the auction site.
And inside the iron cage, there was a middle-aged man.
The man's hair and beard were very long, and it was unknown how long it had been since they were trimmed.
In particular, one of his eyes was missing, and both hands were missing two fingers, and even his toes were incomplete.
It was not difficult to see that he had experienced extremely cruel torture.
Even as a prisoner, he still sat upright cross-legged in the iron cage, his single eye closed, his aura imposing.
As if he was not a disabled slave, but a person of high status.
The man's pipa bone had been pierced, and the iron hook was already stuck to his flesh, obviously he had been pierced through the pipa bone for a long time.
Once a martial artist's pipa bone is pierced, it will cause the internal energy to be blocked, and all his martial arts will be unable to be used, leaving him at the mercy of others.
Although this man was a fifth-rank expert, after his pipa bone was pierced, he could only be reduced to a slave in a prison.
At this time.
The dancer had already obediently come to the white-robed man's side.
The white-robed man was overjoyed and was about to let the dancer sit beside him, but he quickly realized that the seat beside him had already been occupied by Liang Jin.
This made him frown and glare at Liang Jin:
"What are you still doing sitting here?"
"Get out of here!"
Liang Jin ignored him.
He was listening to the people from Yu Nu Pavilion introducing the slave in the iron cage:
"Everyone, look over here, this is a rare item!"
"Don't look down on him just because he is a male slave, his martial arts are at the fifth-rank!"
"Everyone should know that capturing a fifth-rank expert as a slave is more difficult than ascending to heaven."
"But our Yu Nu Pavilion can do it!"
"This man is called Yun Long. Twenty years ago, he was the son of the Great General of Ju Huan Kingdom, known as the Purple Lightning Young General!"
"Later, he was defeated and captured, and after several transfers, he was finally obtained by our Yu Nu Pavilion."
"Those who want to buy him should pay attention, this man is unruly and difficult to tame. After several waves of people tortured him for twenty years, they still failed to subdue him."
"Although there is a certain risk, as long as you pay attention to locking his pipa bone, there will be no problems."
"Especially everyone, think about it, this is a fifth-rank slave."
"If anyone has such a slave at home, it will definitely bring them honor!"
As the man finished speaking, a new round of bidding began.
Liang Jin originally thought that not many people would buy this slave, after all, he was useless except as a decoration.
But who knew that the bidding was still fierce.
This made Liang Jin unable to understand the tastes of these slave owners.
At this time.
The white-robed man was already very unhappy:
"Are you deaf, kid?"
"I told you to get out of here!"
As he spoke, he pushed towards Liang Jin.
Liang Jin's eyes turned cold.
With a wave of his hand, the Youlong Sword reappeared in his hand, and he slashed at the white-robed man with a single sword.
The white-robed man was, after all, a fifth-rank martial artist, and he was already on guard.
The moment Liang Jin drew his sword, he had already made a move.
"You dare attack me?!"
He raised the steel folding fan in his hand, and the folding fan instantly opened to form a small round shield, quickly blocking the direction of Liang Jin's sword attack.
But Liang Jin just smiled slightly.
The next moment.
A figure appeared out of thin air behind the white-robed man!
It was a person wearing a pointed helmet, a metal skull mask, holding a sword in one hand and a blood droplet in the other!
No one saw how this skull-masked man appeared.
He just suddenly arrived behind the white-robed man without any warning.
And the moment he appeared, the long sword in his hand had already fiercely stabbed towards the white-robed man.
The war puppet Huang Xingzi appeared too suddenly!
It was simply impossible to defend against!
The moment the white-robed man sensed the murderous aura coming from behind, he hurriedly wanted to defend in panic.
But he was attacked from both front and back.
Wanting to take care of both the front and the back.
The result was that he could not take care of either!