Meeting Again

The slave market.

As the largest slave market within a radius of hundreds of star systems, it covers an area of over 300 square kilometers.

Such a behemoth of a city occupies only a small fraction of Qiu Dragon Planet and Qiu Dragon City.

Slave traders from all sorts of factions gather in the slave market, and every representative slave race in each slave mall signifies that a planet has fallen into the status of a slave planet.

Li Yilin stepped into the market, and the clamor of noise instantly flooded his ears. Amidst the noisy hustle and bustle, his relaxed brows furrowed slightly, and the air pressure around him seemed to grow heavy.

His purpose in coming to the slave market was to purchase a batch of slaves to fill his empty manor.

Relying only on a few low-strength servants was simply too quiet.

Thinking this to himself, he followed a person who happened to be promoting to him and walked into one of the slave malls.

Just as he walked in, what came into view was a group of beautiful women standing in neat rows. Their temperaments ranged from charming to cold, or haughty—and their appearances were even more dazzling. Some had fluffy, fox-like tails, some had wings like angels, and others had delicate, lively furry ears—

Every single one of them, taken individually, possessed a proud figure and a beauty that could topple cities.

At least, according to Li Yilin's aesthetic.

As soon as Li Yilin walked into the mall, a person in charge named Manshang, who had gray skin and a thin, long tail like a rat's, hurried over with an enthusiastic smile. When he saw Li Yilin's gaze linger on the beauties arranged on both sides, his smile widened.

"Sir, are you interested in these beauties?" Slave traders who make a living in the slave market might lack many things, but their sharp eyes are top-notch.

The moment Li Yilin walked in, he could tell that this was definitely a master who kept his true strength hidden. Even an accidental meeting of their eyes was instantly captured by him, and when he looked over, it gave him a sense of dread, as if he were being stared at by a wild beast.

A powerhouse, definitely a powerhouse!!!

Thinking of this possibility, Manshang's heart couldn't help but tremble, and the smile on his face became even more fawning. "Sir, if you look at these, they are all first-class beauties. Although their strength is a bit low, they are beautiful!"

"If you take a fancy to any, one only costs 5000 Black Dragon Coins." He held up five fingers and continued, "If you buy a large quantity, I can give you a discount."

Li Yilin stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at them indifferently, and shook his head. "Too poor."

"Do you have any at the Universe level? Gender doesn't matter, but they cannot be ugly."

He didn't need slaves for protection; he was keeping them for the sake of aesthetics and to relieve boredom, so he wouldn't bother with anyone ugly.

Hearing this, a flash of light crossed Manshang's eyes. "Universe-level goods—if you are interested, Sir, I can ask the boss above." Having said that, he paused and added, "However, the Universe level is different from the Stellar level after all. Even in our boss's hands, there isn't much stock, so it will take some time to transport them here—"

"It won't take long; they can be delivered within ten days." Universe-level goods are easy to find, but finding ones that also satisfy the requirement of being good-looking requires more caution.

Aesthetics vary across different races; some people like tails, some like wings, and others like little girls—different aesthetics create different demands.

Since this gentleman looked at the beauties on both sides the moment he entered, he assumed his tastes were similar. With this in mind, he glanced at the beauties on both sides from the corner of his eye, pondering which races under his management met the requirements.

Li Yilin frowned. "Too long."

He had originally come to the slave market to wander around because he had nothing better to do, but that didn't mean he would waste a large amount of time on this.

"Forget it." He waved his hand, somewhat impatiently. "Do you have any newly arrived goods? Bring them out for me to see."

Since he no longer wanted them, Manshang wasn't disappointed; after all, Universe-level goods never lacked buyers. He pointed to an area not far away and smiled, "That area has the goods that arrived in the last few days. You can take a look, Sir."

"The qualifications of this batch are quite good. There are several at the eighth or ninth rank of the Stellar level. You could buy a few, Sir, and if you're lucky enough for them to break through to the Universe level, you'll have struck gold." He introduced enthusiastically while following Li Yilin's footsteps forward.

Li Yilin was expressionless, his sharp black eyes scanning constantly, his brows never relaxing.

In just a short while, he had seen slaves of no fewer than ten different races.

Even though he had long been aware of it, every time he saw it, he couldn't help but feel shocked. He lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in his gaze.

"Ah!"

A short, sharp cry rang out, pulling Li Yilin's wandering thoughts back. He lifted his eyes, looked in the direction of the sound, and his gaze flickered.

Not far ahead, a girl of about eight or nine years old was kneeling on the ground in a sorry state, facing away from him. In front of her, a tall, burly man with three arms looked down at her with a cold expression.

"Little one, come here." The burly man crooked his finger, the one holding the whip. The girl's slender body trembled slightly. She raised her head, her blue eyes fluttering, but she still obediently stood up and walked toward the man.

The burly man raised his large hand and pinched the girl's chin, applying slight pressure. The girl was forced to lift her head, her soft, silk-like black hair sliding to both sides, revealing the delicate face beneath.

With brows like distant mountains and eyes like starlight, the youthful face, which already hinted at a peerless beauty, caused a dark glint to flash in the burly man's eyes, and his hand tightened involuntarily.

"Mm." The girl's brows furrowed slightly, her beautiful blue eyes, like the starry sky, becoming moist. The dead silence and fragility spilling from her eyes made one want to pull her into their arms and comfort her.

Seeming to feel despair, the pure white angel wings on the girl's back drooped powerlessly. Her soft body bent backward involuntarily, her hands hanging limply, held by the burly man like a broken doll.

"Not bad." The burly man grinned, revealing a mouthful of ghastly white teeth, and let go.

"Thud!"

The girl slid to the ground, her hands supporting her weight, her head bowed. This time, there wasn't even a cry of surprise.

"I hope you are satisfied, Sir. Although this item is only at the first rank of the Planetary level, she is a Star Feather Race member with a sixth-grade bloodline—they reach the Planetary level upon adulthood. It's rare, but for your sake, Sir, it only costs eight thousand Black Dragon Coins." The person in charge, wearing a uniform beside the burly man, heard the man's satisfied response and hurried forward to introduce her carefully.

"This item was just delivered in the last few days. She was quite unruly before she arrived, but after we implanted the Bio-Chip, she had to be obedient—"

Looking at the scene not far away, Li Yilin's gaze flickered, and his thoughts drifted back five years.

The memory of a Domain Lord level martial artist is long enough to never forget what they have seen.

Because of this, he recognized the girl's identity at a glance.

He could not, for the life of him, associate the girl before him, filled with dead silence and despair, with the little girl from five years ago who had been freely experiencing flight on the street, her laughter as clear as silver bells ringing through the entire thoroughfare, so free and happy that people couldn't help but stop for her.

Wasn't her mother a Planet-level martial artist?

She should have obtained citizenship of the universe, so why----

He raised his eyes, his gaze once again landing on the young girl in the distance.

Seemingly sensing the gaze of another, the youth kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, hiding his expression, pressed his dry, red lips together. The fingers he used to support himself on the floor tightened involuntarily; his fair, slender fingers curled slightly, his soft nails scraping against the floorboards with enough force to slightly deform them----

"I want her."

Li Yilin said.

"Hm?" Manshang, who was introducing the goods in his hands to a slave, was stunned for a moment upon hearing Li Yilin's abrupt words.

Want what?

Just say it, for goodness' sake!

Li Yilin lifted his chin slightly, pointing toward the young girl in the distance, and said, "I want her."

Manshang followed his line of sight and happened to see his colleague pulling the girl up, his hands tapping rapidly in the air—so fast they were leaving afterimages—clearly in the middle of a transaction process.

A look of difficulty immediately appeared on his face.

No, looking at this situation, it was obvious that another client had already taken a liking to her and was preparing to pay and take the goods.

If you try to snatch something now, isn't that----

"Is it not possible?" Li Yilin turned his head to look at Manshang, his eyes narrowing slightly as an invisible pressure spread outward.

A bead of sweat slid down Manshang's forehead and dripped onto the floor, while he screamed frantically in his heart.

Danger, danger, danger!!!