In the past few years, Lin Qian had become a traveling merchant. He had passed through many cities of the Eight Pupils Divine Race, and he had gained a good understanding of their attitude towards the Nine Heavens, regardless of whether they were men or women, old or young.
Lin Qian even had a sliver of hope that the alien race would be kind.
But after ten years of travelling and passing by thousands of cities, Lin Qian only felt one thing.
Damn it!
The Eight Eyed Holy Race, be it male or female, had no sympathy for the natives of the Nine Skies who were enslaved by them.
In their eyes, the lives of the natives of the Nine Skies were very valuable.
That's right, just valuable. The lives of the natives were equivalent to Eye Coins and not as living beings.
They were just goods and livestock that could be traded. They had no dignity as living beings.
Old people? Kids? Women?
There were no exceptions. Everyone in the Eight Eyed Holy Race felt the same way.
He had seen more than one case. The children of the Eight Eyed Holy Race tortured and killed humans for fun as a childhood game.
He had also seen the old people trample on the women of the other races without mercy.
That was why Lin Qian understood that the deaths of the Eight Eyed Holy Race, be it male or female, old or young, were not worth pitying.
Lin Qian naturally knew about the merchants behind him. If he didn't think that they were useful, why would he let them earn so much?
These merchants who treated the natives of the Nine Skies like livestock were also pigs waiting to be slaughtered in Lin Qian's eyes.
Moreover, he pretended to be good friends with them. When the time came, he would kill them and replace them with ghostly shadows. What he did would not be suspected and he would be more reliable.
Using Eye Coins to buy slaves was the safest and most reliable way to save the natives of the Nine Skies.
Lin Qian couldn't save everyone. At least in the process of going to the enemy's library, he could use his abilities to save as many as he could.
The next day, the merchants dressed as ghostly shadows went to get the slaves and brought them to Lin Qian's mansion.
One had to know that Lin Qian's mansion could even fit a hundred thousand people. It was huge.
Otherwise, how could it be called a mansion garden?
After the merchants brought the slaves over, they continued to do what Lin Qian asked them to do.
First, he had to buy the mining rights of the mine in the southeast of the city.
In the front yard of the house, there were already about six thousand slaves.
Among these slaves, there were more than 4,000 humans, while the other 500 were apes and some other races.
They all had slave marks on their faces, indicating that they were born in this small world and not captured outside. Their prices were also much cheaper.
They all looked around in fear, especially the women of these races.
These people knew very well what kind of fate they would face as slaves.
If they were lucky, they would only be exhausted and would be able to live for a few more days.
At the very least, he would be able to survive until there was labor.
However, there were also times when being bought meant being killed for fun.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps came from the front. Everyone looked over.
An Eight Pupils Divine Race member appeared in front of them. He was looking at them with an indifferent expression.
Lin Qian scanned the area with his soulsense. He could confirm that there were no Eight Pupils Holy Clansmen among them.
It was better to be safe than sorry. After confirming, Lin Qian said, "I bought all of you to mine the spiritual mine. Do you understand?
When the time comes, someone will bring you there.
But there are a few requirements that I need to clarify. "
These slaves all stood obediently where they were, not daring to breathe loudly as they carefully looked in Lin Qian's direction.
Hearing what the other party said, they knew that they were going to mine the spiritual mine. Their hearts relaxed.
Luckily, they weren't bought to kill people for fun.
At the very least, they could survive if they worked hard in the spiritual mine.
However, the expressions of the women among them were also extremely unsightly.
As slaves, they knew that working in the spiritual mine was extremely tough.
In fact, one might even die from exhaustion from mining.
Even though these slaves had the strength of the Body Refinement Realm, they only had soul power in their bodies, not soul qi.
The spiritual mine was extremely hard. If they wanted to successfully mine the hard ore, obtain the spirit stones from the spiritual mine, and polish the soul crystals, they would need to expend a lot of energy and soul power.
In the spiritual mine, they would work for 24 hours and rest for the remaining two hours without eating or drinking.
The men might be able to survive by relying on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but the women might not be able to, unless their bodies were stronger.
But what could they do? As slaves, they didn't have a choice.
Then, they resigned themselves to fate and waited for Lin Qian to announce the conditions.
Some of the slaves smiled bitterly, guessing how many hours this slave owner wanted them to work every day.
"First, after entering the spiritual mine, you are not allowed to come out. You have to be in there at all times."
Lin Qian's words made everyone's faces turn ashen. They knew that they were doomed.
This order was no different from asking them to work 24 hours a day without rest.
"In the spiritual mine, you can cultivate, sleep, and play. If you want food, someone will bring it in. However, you are not allowed to leave the spiritual mine. Understood? "
Hearing Lin Qian's words, everyone raised their heads and stared at him, dumbfounded, as if they were looking at a monster.
They even wondered if they had heard wrongly, or if they were dreaming.
As long as they stayed in the spiritual mine, there was no need to mine?
Cultivate, sleep, eat, drink, and play?
This must be a joke. Was this slave owner of the Eight Pupils Divine Tribe crazy? Buying them to live in the spiritual mine?
Since when did such a fool appear in the Eight Pupils Divine Tribe?
"I asked you if you heard me. Answer me loudly!" Lin Qian's face turned solemn as he bellowed angrily.
The aura within his body crushed everyone, intimidating them.
The people in front of him knelt on the ground, unable to raise their heads.
"Yes!" Everyone shouted anxiously.
"Secondly, in the mine, no one is allowed to fight or have any internal strife, and no one is allowed to bully others."
"Otherwise, you will be killed."
"Third, any information about the Eight Pupils Divine Tribe, regardless of whether it is useful or not, must be reported to the person in charge of you when you arrive at the spiritual mine."
"If you abide by these three conditions, your lives will not be in danger."
After hearing Lin Qian's words, the slaves in front of him were all dumbfounded.
Could it be that the dream they had today was so real?
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