Chu Yanqi suddenly said, "I'm so awkward to hear this?"

Zhou Fugui just smiled. He was also an immortal cultivator. Naturally, he could see at a glance that Chu Yanqi was just an ordinary person without any knowledge. However, he was dressed in luxurious clothes and handsome appearance. He naturally had a luxurious aura in his every move, which made people dare not underestimate him. Moreover, he could naturally see that Sang Haoran seemed to be just his follower, so he was extremely suspicious. Who is so so? A mortal who could not enlighten him would also be released and walked around casually?

There are naturally many families in the big family who cannot practice. However, under normal circumstances, such people are just kept in their houses to support them in wealth and honor, so they would not let him come out and walk around casually. So he was also very curious and couldn't help but look at Chu Yanqi more.

"This!" Sang Haoran's eyes swept across the three of them, and finally took a look at the middle one. The man was relatively young. If he had a right judgment and his cultivation level was not high, he would at most be at the sixth and seventh level of the spiritual cultivation stage. Such a person would be trained slowly and might have a future. He could also be used by staying by his side.

Zhou Fugui greeted a strong man, opened the iron cage, pulled the young man out like a beast, and said, "Young Master is sure, do you want this?"

"Let's see." Sang Haoran said as he reached out and touched the young man, then nodded, "The bones are pretty good."

"Of course!" Zhou Fugui saw that he seemed interested, and hurriedly boasted, "Young master, I'll tell you, this batch of goods is the best this time, and I'm not willing to sell them."

"Ha..." Sang Haoran just smiled.

Chu Yanqi was curious and confused. Could it be that even a cultivator could be sold as a slave? Then he couldn't help thinking of Hao Qiang. However, Hao Qiang was bought when he was a child and accidentally got his acupoints, and then embarked on the path of cultivation. It was Chu Hua who did not treat him as a slave. Otherwise, even if Hao Qiang got his acupoints and did not practice the exercises, he would still not be able to practice.

And the cultivator who had already practiced was actually locked in an iron cage like a beast, allowing people to pick and choose, and he could not understand the slaves who had bought and sold.

The young man looked in his early twenties, with an ordinary appearance. Chu Yanqi felt that even if you stared at him for a few minutes and turned around, you still couldn't tell the slightest characteristics of this person. Really, this person is the most suitable for a criminal offense.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the man again.

The man just lowered his head and knelt on the ground, allowing Sang Haoran to check.

Sang Haoran checked it and confirmed that there was no problem. Then he asked: "How much does this slave cost?"

"One thousand taels of top-grade spirit stones." Zhou Fugui smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"Are you robbing?" Sang Haoran said angrily, "You dare to sell this price just like this slave?"

"Young Master, this is an immortal cultivator, and you have seen it. He is still young and may have a chance to break through. At that time, he will be an immortal cultivator in the Yuanling stage. Think about it, as your slave, how glorious it would be?" Zhou Fugui hurriedly smiled and flattered, "Look, if it were those goods outside, I would sell a few taels of spirit stones. To be honest, those goods are not worth it."

"Is a cultivator in the Yuanling stage so glorious?" Chu Yanqi thought impatiently. When he was in the tomb of the Great Sage King, Zhou Li started to have the seventh level of the Yuanling stage cultivation level. He was not going to serve him tea and water and act like he looked at his face? Therefore, he had no feeling at all in training a cultivator in the Yuanling stage as a slave.

"Even so, the price is too expensive." Sang Haoran shook his head, "at most five hundred taels."

"Oh, my young master, you are too good at bargaining, 500 taels? This is a cut of half of my price, absolutely not." Zhou Fugui shook his head and said, "If it's not possible, 950 taels, this is the least."

"Too expensive!" Sang Haoran said, "God knows what he is. If our young master didn't need a playmate around him, I wouldn't want to buy it, six hundred taels - absolutely not to add it."

"Eight hundred taels, a price of one price cannot be reduced anymore." Zhou Fugui looked heartbroken.

Sang Haoran naturally refused to accept it, and the two bargained again. Finally, they finally sold 760 taels of top-grade spirit stones. In the end, the two paid the money, delivered the goods, and sold a living person, and sold it.

"Young Master!" Sang Haoran walked to Chu Yanqi and whispered, "Occurs!"

While speaking, he had already taken out a thin needle from the storage ring, grabbed Chu Yanqi's finger, pierced it, and squeezed out a drop of blood.

Then, he used his spiritual power to wrap his blood and forced him into the Dantian point of the newly bought slave, and completed the master-servant contract in a special way.

From beginning to end, the slave was kneeling on the ground without moving, as if he was dead. Chu Yanqi just watched blankly, and he could also complete the magic fire contract. It was simpler and more direct than Sang Haoran's method, but obviously, Sang Haoran was unwilling to let him do it at all.

"Come here and kowtow to your master." Sang Haoran said.

It was not until this time that the man climbed over and respectfully kowtowed Chu Yanqi eight times, not daring to be perfunctory at all.

"Young Master, give him a name, it will be a better name in the future." Sang Haoran said.

"Give a name?" Chu Yanqi thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask the man, "What's your name?"

"Please give your name to your master." The man hurriedly kowtowed.

"Young Master, according to the rules, slaves who have not been bought or sold will not have names. We all call each other by numbers, look." Zhou Fugui walked up to him and pulled the iron chain locked around the man's neck, with a number on it.

"Then it's called Wuji!" Chu Yanqi suddenly thought of this name and said immediately.

"Thank you for your name, Master." The man kowtowed again.

"This name is so weird." Sang Haoran frowned. In fact, he wanted to say that this did not look like the name of a slave.

However, Chu Yanqi seemed to have no interest in changing it, but said to Zhou Fugui: "Boss Zhou, if you want your slaves to sell them at a good price, you should let them eat and wear them better. Who can buy them in this way?"

"Oh, my young master, if you let the slaves dress better and eat better, then would they still be called slaves?" Zhou Fugui had a smile on his face, but what he said made Chu Yanqi want to find a spirit stone and smash it hard on his forehead.

Chu Yanqi took out ten taels of low-grade spirit stones from Lan Li, handed them to Zhou Fugui and said, "Give them a full meal!"

"Thank you, Mr. Master!" Zhou Fugui took the spirit stone with a smile on his face, then shouted loudly, "You little slaves, why don't you thank the young master for your reward?"

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