This Caravan's Cargo Is All "People"!
"People!"
"The goods we're transporting this time are people!"
As soon as Liu Hang's voice came out...
It startled everyone in the dormitory!
Their eyes were wide open!
"What? It's actually a person?"
"Why do they want us to escort them? Why do they want us to protect them? Aren't we a merchant guild? Wouldn't a security escort agency be more suitable for this kind of thing?"
"Yes, who are they that need our caravan's escort?"
The burly men all wore expressions of confusion.
People are not commodities.
"You don't know anything! Those people aren't ordinary people, they're slaves. Large Lineage like the Ye Imperial Clan need a huge number of slaves!" Liu Hang cursed again, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Ah, so they were slaves. Our merchant guild actually engages in such illicit activities?"
"Do we have so many slaves in our Niuma City? I saw so many crates when I passed by today!"
"Where did our chamber of commerce find so many slaves?"
The men looked on with expressions of sudden realization.
"Who do you take me for? How would I know such confidential matters?" Liu Hang cursed again, but a hint of envy suddenly flashed across his face. "But those slaves are lucky to be able to enter the Ye Imperial Clan as servants. That's an incredible fortuitous opportunity!"
"That's true. If those Lineage servants received even a small reward, it would probably be enough for us to work for a lifetime!"
"Alas, we people are not even as well off as a slave!"
"Alright, stop lamenting. You're lucky to be alive. These days, the world is so dangerous!"
Ye Jing lay on the hard bed, his brows slightly furrowed.
Most countries in the world prohibit human trafficking.
But that only applies to decent people with legitimate status.
Even the lowest commoner like him is protected by the law!
However, for the lowest social classes, they could be sold.
The untouchables were generally criminals, or their descendants, or those engaged in professions such as slavery, prostitution, or serfdom.
The group with the lowest social status!
It was common for them to be bought and sold.
But what Ye Jing didn't understand was, what use did the Ye Imperial Clan have for these lowly slaves?
Given their social standing, they should have been able to recruit more educated and capable slaves!
Ye Jing couldn't understand it.
Liu Hang and the others stopped talking about that and started chatting about women!
Ye Jing lost interest and stopped thinking about it; it was probably just men talking nonsense and bragging.
The next day.
5:00 AM (卯时).
It was still dark.
Ye Jing and the others were then called to their feet.
They began loading goods onto the wagon.
They were all boxes about half a person's height!
It's very heavy!
Furthermore, the center of gravity is very tilted, and it looks like there are irregularly shaped objects inside.
There is a small hole on the side of the box.
Some people were curious and tried to look inside, but were instead whipped by the guards.
No one dared to look inside!
Ye Jing turned solemn, because his Divine Soul had sensed it!
These boxes are full of people!
A living, breathing person, curled up in a ball!
What Liu Hang said last night was true!
The Heng'an Merchant Association really sent slaves to the Ye Imperial Clan!
Ye Jing looked at the boxes piled on the carriage; there were about eight boxes on each carriage.
That is, eight slaves.
There are a total of 30 horse-drawn carriages here.
180 slaves!
Ye Jing was even more puzzled!
What would an Imperial Clan need so many slaves for?
And why be so careful, packing it in a box and disguising it as ordinary cargo?
Buying slaves isn't something that's forbidden!
Unless the Imperial Clan wants these slaves to do something shady!
Moreover, these slaves had very low breathing rates and were in a coma!
Although a breathing hole was left, how will they eat and drink?
Unless they remain unconscious until the Taixu Profound Realm.
But it's impossible for ordinary people; even cultivators must know the art of tortoise breathing!
But these slaves could not possibly practice the art of breathing.
Turtle Breath Pill!
Ye Jing narrowed his eyes, remembering a certain elixir.
This effect can be achieved.
It can induce a coma, causing the person to not eat or drink for an extended period of time!
Although the elixir is not the kind that is difficult to produce.
But it's still a medicinal pill!
These 180 Turtle Breath Pill are no small feat!
It even exceeded the price of those 180 slaves!
As Ye Jing moved the boxes, he felt that this matter was very strange!
After the caravan had secured all the goods...
So we slowly set off!
Besides their approximately 20 porters, there were also about 10 people, including the caravan leader and guards.
The guards all possess some level of cultivation, though not high, but enough to deal with some petty thieves in the mountains!
And standing next to the caravan leader was a man with a goatee.
His cultivation level has just reached the Peak of Humanity Realm.
For a caravan, this is probably the pinnacle of talent!
Captain Shang treated him with utmost respect!
Ye Jing vaguely heard that the Goatee Man was from the Ye Family!
They actually sent a Peak of Humanity to guard these slaves!
Ye Jing became even more curious about the purpose of these slaves!
However, he didn't do anything else; entering the Taixu Profound Realm was the priority.
The convoy proceeded in a grand procession.
It takes about ten days to reach the entrance to the Taixu Profound Realm.
It seems like it will take a long time, but it will actually be over very quickly!
On his journey, Ye Jing saw the Goatee Man, took out an array plate, and activated it.
He felt his steps become lighter and he wasn't as tired anymore!
The entire caravan moved much faster, and because they didn't need to rest, the caravan's journey in one day was equivalent to the journey of an ordinary caravan in two days!
Formations can change the world!
Ye Jing sighed inwardly.
Five days passed peacefully.
Nothing happened.
But on a certain night of the sixth day...
A box suddenly rolled off the carriage, and a person immediately ran out.
"I am not a slave, I am..."
The man had barely uttered half a sentence when the Goatee Man snapped his neck with a single blow, then enveloped the corpse in his Spiritual Qi and locked it back into the box.
The incident occurred late at night, and apart from the professional guards, only Ye Jing knew about it.
The guard remained expressionless; he'd seen this kind of thing many times before!
The next morning.
Ye Jing pretended nothing had happened and continued to follow the convoy.
But the words the man hadn't finished saying last night kept lingering in his mind.
"I am not a slave, I am..."
Were the people in these boxes not slaves?
Ye Jing then thought of that night when someone said that there weren't that many slaves in Niuma City!
Ye Jing instantly understood.
It seems that these boxes likely contain many innocent people who were forcibly brought in to serve as slaves.
This big Lineage is really unreasonable!
Ye Jing's expression turned slightly serious as he looked at the boxes, his eyes revealing a deep thought.
Another four peaceful days passed.
Beside.
The porters were gathered together, and the merchant captain explained some precautions for entering the Taixu Profound Realm the next day!
"Remember this tomorrow: once you arrive in the Immortal Realm, always keep your head down and walk with your head down. No matter what you hear or what sounds you make, do not look around or run around. Otherwise, if you accidentally get killed, don't blame me for not warning you!"