Even if the more sensitive people around could detect it, the flame in Shao Xuan's hand disappeared immediately after it appeared. They simply could not find the source of this energy fluctuation. They only thought that the other slave owners were itchy and did not care.
Shao Xuan then followed Su Gu to other Colosseum pits to watch several Colosseum fights. There were people fighting and beasts fighting, but most of the time, it was the slaves fighting in the pit.
Every year in the Colosseum, some slaves would be buried, but some would also become slaves. For the slaves, the trip to the Colosseum was a good opportunity. Just like last year's Dao Yu, his brilliant battle in the center of the Colosseum greatly improved his status among the Baishi slaves.
After Su Gu made several bets, he won and lost. If he won, he would let Shao Xuan help him pick a box, which made him fiercely in the limelight. However, Su Gu was not too stupid. He knew that he could not go overboard. Several of them were his own choices. Although the things were a bit worse, it could reduce some people's doubts, so it was worth it. What's more, his harvest today was far beyond his expectations.
Shao Xuan helped, so Su Gu naturally took more care of the Yanjiao trio. He also informed Shao Xuan of the news he had heard in the slave owners' circle.
After returning to the camp, Shao Xuan went into the house to rest for a while. He then said to Lei and Tuo, "Do me a favor and watch outside the door. I have something to do."
"Okay."
Lei and Tuo did not ask Shao Xuan what he wanted to do. Usually, when Shao Xuan was recording things, they would also guard outside the door. Some things were not good to be seen by the slave owners. Therefore, at this time, when they heard Shao Xuan say that he had something to do, they did not think of anything else. The two men went out to get some fresh air and talk about what they saw today. If someone came to find Shao Xuan, they would report it. Anyway, they would not easily let others enter the house.
After Lei and Tuo went out, Shao Xuan carefully looked around to make sure that no one was staring here. Then he raised his hand.
Today, he had seen several fights over slaves, and he had also seen the slave owners enslaving people on the spot.
Every time those slave owners enslaved, there would be a flame in Shao Xuan's mind, similar to Su Gu's. Although there were differences between the flames, it was not as big as the totem flames between the tribes.
During the enslavement, Shao Xuan clearly remembered the power fluctuations in the fireball. Every time he saw it, his impression deepened. Even when he was watching, Shao Xuan unconsciously imitated it. At that time, there were many slave owners around, so he didn't try it out. Now that he was back, there was no one else around, so it was a good opportunity.
Before leaving the tribe, Shao Xuan had discussed the power of the slave owners with the Shaman. For the tribesmen, it was hard to imagine how a group like the slave owners obtained their power and how they were given their power. However, Shao Xuan was now sure that the power of the slave owners was very similar to the tribe's fire seed. Shao Xuan even speculated that these two powers might be of the same origin.
Taking back his thoughts, Shao Xuan mobilized the power in his body. The totem flame in his mind rolled up, and the blue flame was more active. Some slender tentacles stretched out from it, then gathered together and extended.
Shao Xuan only felt a force from his head down, flowing through his neck, shoulders, and along the raised arm, it kept moving forward.
The totem patterns on his face and other parts of the body were revealed. The totem patterns on the arm rushed to the elbow and stopped near the wrist. However, in Shao Xuan's body, the power did not stop. It still continued to move forward, as if to rush out of Shao Xuan's arm.
Boom!
There was an imperceptible soft sound.
Shao Xuan's palm was surrounded by blue flames.
At first, these blue flames that rushed out of the palm were somewhat diffuse, as if they would dissipate at any time. But soon, they became solid and stable, clinging to Shao Xuan's palm.
Shao Xuan looked at the flames coming out of his palm. This was different from when he used the tribe's secret engraving technique to engrave Caesar. At this time, there was no totem in his hand. It was also different from the situation at that time. It was more overbearing, more powerful, and less approachable.
Withdrawing his power, the blue flame in his palm disappeared. Mobilizing his power, the blue flame appeared.
Back and forth several times, Shao Xuan used it more skillfully.
Was this the power of the slave owners to enslave their slaves?
He just didn't know if they could really enslave them.
After thinking about it, Shao Xuan wondered if he should be like Su Gu, getting a small biological body to practice.
His eyes swept around the room. Then, Shao Xuan found a black beetle coming out of a hole in the corner. The beetle that crawled out of the hole was originally going in another direction, but it was intercepted by Shao Xuan.
Shao Xuan looked at the beetle that was not as long as his little finger. He felt that the insect was very familiar, but for a moment, he couldn't remember what kind of beetle it was. The Beast City was located in a desert with a relatively low temperature all year round. He didn't expect these insects to come out in such a cold day, which was extremely rare in other places.
However, there were many unusual creatures here, so Shao Xuan no longer thought about it. Instead, he turned to think about using it to try out the newly learned method of enslavement. He didn't know if it would work.
Let's try it.
Shao Xuan mobilized the power in his body, feeling the tentacles formed by the blue flames extend again through his arm.
The solid blue flame appeared in his hand. Shao Xuan looked at the beetle on the ground, which could be crushed with a finger. He reached out and touched it.
At the moment of contact with the beetle, Shao Xuan seemed to see a flaming tentacle stretching out to the beetle, like a binding.
The struggling beetle, with the binding of those tentacles, became smaller until it stopped moving.
When everything stopped, the blue flame in Shao Xuan's hand had disappeared. Everything around him was the same. The only difference was the small black beetle that stayed obediently at Shao Xuan's feet.
Was it successful?
Shao Xuan looked at the beetle at his feet and determined that it was not dead, just obediently staying in place.
Insects were not like humans, let alone this kind of low-level insect. They couldn't speak, couldn't express themselves, and couldn't communicate. Therefore, Shao Xuan didn't know if this first attempt at enslavement was successful or not. If it was successful, how successful would it be?
The turtle that Su Gu enslaved for the first time was already in the pot. This beetle didn't even reach the level of being in the pot. Shao Xuan didn't intend to crush it for the time being, so he just left it for observation.
The beetle probably sensed that there was nothing else, so it went back to the hole.
The ground was not paved with stone slabs, but sandy soil. It was very common for insects to make holes. Shao Xuan also didn't want to block the wormhole.
Watching the beetle go to the hole, Shao Xuan got up and planned to go out to get some fresh air. However, after taking two steps, Shao Xuan suddenly thought of something. He jerked his head to look at the beetle that was walking toward the hole. The muscles on his face twitched twice. He wanted to laugh, but he was helpless and also a little embarrassed.
He remembered why he felt that the beetle was familiar. Although the beetle in front of him looked a little different, it was still very similar to the insect in his memory.
As for the beetle's name, it was a scavenger in nature, known as the dung beetle.
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