I Was a Slave for Hundreds of Years

The Cui Lang Starfield, a crimson planet where the scent of blood forever shrouded the land.

A massive arena shaped like a bowl sank into the ground, its circular stands capable of holding a hundred thousand people now packed to capacity.

Figures in resplendent robes wove among the seats.

On the VIP benches near the inner ring, clusters of noble youths lounged on soft couches.

The men wore flowing, shimmering garments of every color, their collars embroidered with star-crest insignias representing their respective families; the women adorned themselves with diamond necklaces from the Kappa Galaxy, holding feathered fans as they casually concealed the corners of their mouths—mouths that curled with morbid curiosity, cruelty, and the smug satisfaction of those perched high above.

"Kill!"

A pale-faced young noble suddenly rose to his feet, hurling his wine goblet viciously toward the arena. Amber liquid arced through the hot air.

"Hahahaha, well fought!"

"Tear him apart! Yes! Just like that!"

Screams, roars, and whistles blended into a single cacophony.

Further away, in the ordinary stands, the wealthy merchants and low-ranking officials who clung to the nobles were even more unrestrained. They pounded the railings before them, hoarsely shouting the slave numbers they had bet on.

"Kill him! You useless piece of trash! I staked everything I own!"

"Go for it! Chop off his leg!"

And in the center of the arena.

Two figures were locked in a frenzied slaughter.

Qian Yu, bare-chested, gripped a war blade, his face gleaming with cold light!

His opponent was a hulking brute over two and a half meters tall, wielding a heavy battle-axe.

"Die!!"

The brute's axe blade came down again. Qian Yu sidestepped, letting the massive weapon smash into the rock beneath his feet.

His war blade shot out like a venomous snake, precisely slicing across the brute's wrist that held the axe.

Blood sprayed three feet.

Before the brute's scream could escape his throat, Qian Yu had already closed in.

Clang!

A flash of the blade!

The brute's massive body crashed to the ground, his head flying off!

The stands erupted in even more frenzied cheers.

Qian Yu bent down, grabbing the brute's tangled hair with his left hand and lifting the head.

Blood dripped from the severed neck, pooling into a small puddle of dark red at his bare feet.

"Qian Yu! Qian Yu! Qian Yu!"

Someone began chanting his name, the waves of sound rising higher and higher.

Others beat their chests and stamped their feet—those who had bet on the brute now tore at their hair in madness, cursing and wailing!

Qian Yu paid no attention to their myriad reactions. He simply carried the head and turned to walk toward the open door behind him.

Through a long corridor, he returned to his room, casually tossing the head into a corner.

There, a pile of heads had already accumulated like a small mountain—some rotting, some reduced to nothing but bleached white bones.

"Qian Yu, rest well. You have another duel in seven days."

A voice suddenly rang out in the room. Qian Yu did not reply. He walked straight to the center of the room, sat down cross-legged, and began cultivating his genetic energy to recover from the battle's expenditure.

"Soon, soon! It's about to be born!"

Qian Yu's consciousness sank deep, into a hollow world!

This was his inner world, and at its center, a massive Azure Giant Egg, a full kilometer tall, slowly rotated.

He could feel it—soon!

His clone was about to be conceived!

His thoughts drifted back, recalling the day he had first transmigrated!

When he realized he had crossed into the world of Swallowing the Starry Sky, his first reaction was excitement. But immediately, his smile froze.

Because... the identity he had transmigrated into was a slave!

A slave chip had been implanted in his brain!

At that moment, he felt as if the entire sky had collapsed. Becoming a slave meant there was basically no hope of turning things around!

With a slave chip embedded in the brain, the slave master could sentence him to death with a single word if he so wished!

In this situation, there were only two ways to regain freedom. One was to break through to Domain Lord. Once one reached Domain Lord, the soul would no longer reside in the brain, naturally rendering the implanted slave chip harmless.

But this path was almost impossible for him to achieve, because he had transmigrated as only a Star-level—and just a Star-level third stage at that.

These slave owners would never give him resources; breaking through to Domain Lord was practically as difficult as reaching the heavens.

The second option was to pray that the slave owner would grant him freedom—that was even more out of the question.

The man who bought him was the lord of Red Cloud Star, a complete and utter tyrant.

He especially enjoyed watching slaves fight to the death; anything less than a brutal slaughter was considered disappointing.

Just as he was on the verge of despair, finally!

He found his golden finger, finally sparking a glimmer of hope in his nearly dead heart!

His golden finger was a space—the very one he was in now.

Qian Yu guessed this should be his inner world, but it was different from ordinary inner worlds.

There was no landmass and no boundaries, only an Azure Giant Egg standing silently.

If he couldn't sense the soul-linked connection between himself and the Azure Giant Egg, he would have doubted whether this was all an illusion.

Fortunately, he later confirmed that this Azure Giant Egg should be his clone.

And this clone shouldn't be weak, after all, its size was right there, and it had been gestating for over five hundred years, only now feeling ready to emerge!

Once the clone was born, he could directly destroy his current body!

Then he could be reborn through the clone, and at that point, the slave chip would naturally be unable to restrict him!

But all of this required careful planning; even if he birthed the clone and broke free from the slave chip's control, he still had to consider how to escape this planet.

After centuries of battle and slaughter, his strength had broken through to Stellar Ninth Order, but he was still ultimately at the Stellar level.

The planet's lord was also at the Stellar level—he wasn't worried about him—but the key issue was that this bastard had tens of thousands of slaves under his command.

Among them were over three thousand at the Stellar level, and the rest were all at the Planetary level.

Even if he could break free from control, under the siege of so many slaves, he would definitely not come out on top; he would most likely be overwhelmed and killed.

To successfully escape this planet, it would be best to break through to Cosmic Level and also steal a spaceship.

Just as he was thinking this, the Azure Giant Egg in the boundless space suddenly trembled!

That tremor was extremely faint, yet it shook Qian Yu's entire consciousness!

The Azure Giant Egg, which had lain dormant in his inner world for over five hundred years, was now emitting a faint cracking sound!

A crack appeared on the eggshell's surface, followed by a second, then a third...

Countless fine cracks spread like a spiderweb, rapidly covering the entire thousand-meter-tall giant egg!!

It's coming, it's coming, it's about to be born!

"Boom!!"

A vast life force burst forth from the cracked egg!

Crack!!

Finally, under Qian Yu's expectant gaze, the giant egg shattered with a bang!

He finally saw what was inside!

It was a tree—an immensely profound and enormous tree!

Its entire body was a verdant green, as if carved from the finest emerald, yet it exuded a metallic texture.

The trunk was so thick that it would take hundreds of people to encircle it; its surface was not smooth but covered in profound patterns, as if they were the natural manifestation of the Great Dao's laws, each line containing an indescribable mystery!

The two souls connected instantly, and a vast flood of information surged into his mind.