Slave Trade, True Yan?

"Kill slave traders and still offend people?"

Wu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then understood.

That was right. Slavery had always been a gray industry within the Human Race!

Many powerful beings occupied territories not to truly nurture their people, much less cultivate geniuses, but to use the life planets within those territories to generate a steady stream of profit.

And the greatest profit, naturally, came from selling slaves!

Put oneself in their shoes!

For Immortal-level powerhouses with infinite lifespans, what they needed was greater strength and higher status, and money was the most important means of improving their strength.

Naturally, those powerhouses who had other ways of raking in enormous profits would look down on the paltry gains from selling slaves.

But most powerhouses did not have such capabilities. No matter how much they tried to avoid it, they would still come into contact with those slave traders to some extent.

Even if they did not need the slave trade itself to make a profit, the existence of this gray industrial chain could often help them handle many matters.

It was the equivalent of a special "white glove"!

"It's fine. Just tell me about those slave traders. I have my own arrangements!"

After thinking it over, Wu Sheng still decided to proceed according to his original plan. He did not have much time. Without doing this, it would truly be difficult for him to break through in willpower during the Blood Sacrifice Ritual.

"Alright!" Marquis Zhen'ai gave a bitter smile, then sent Wu Sheng a great deal of information. It recorded numerous slave traders who illegally captured slaves.

Wu Sheng read through it right there. Whenever he saw a sales listing, he was filled with rage, but his heart also ached with sorrow.

This was the naked