“Hahaha, distinguished guest, welcome to my territory.”
Long Tao spread his arms and enthusiastically greeted the alien in front of him.
Upon closer inspection, he saw about 20 aliens.
They were of diverse races, but primarily consisted of a group of pot-bellied, round-bodied Beastmen guards.
If anyone tried to seize things by force, the average Tier 3 guards would show them what’s what.
Long Tao quickly located the caravan leader by his attire.
It was a Goblin over a meter tall, with long, fleshy ears, each adorned with seven or eight brightly colored gemstone earrings.
His head was bald and his skin somewhat wrinkled.
His clothing was inlaid with gold and silver, and a delicate magic staff slung across his back indicated his status as a spellcaster.
The Goblin was also scrutinizing him with bright eyes, his slender pupils slightly contracting, revealing a merchant's cunning and calculation.
“Oh, you are the lord here?”
The Goblin merchant smiled ambiguously, repeatedly sizing up Long Tao’s chubby, round face.
“Of course!”
Long Tao’s peripheral vision scanned the goods on the caravan’s wagons.
There were scrolls and blueprints of various colors, blood-stained and cracked equipment, and jars containing pulsating Monster organs.
When he saw a golden token in a corner of the shelf, his heart immediately began to pound.
Slave Trading Token!
The price tag indicated over 1000 purple crystal coins!
He had used his remaining money to purchase over 30,000 high-quality textbooks, which was definitely enough!
“I wonder if you have what I want here?”
The Goblin merchant’s eyes kept darting around Long Tao.
“Yes… please follow me.”
Long Tao felt a shiver down his spine under the Goblin’s gaze, feeling completely uncomfortable.
He quickly led the way, bringing the Goblin merchant to the warehouse entrance.
“These textbooks, the essence of thousands of years of Blue Star human civilization, please give them a valuation!”
While Long Tao spoke, he was already planning which other items he could purchase with the remaining money.
“So many, you want to sell all of these to me?” The Goblin merchant finally shifted his gaze, seeing the warehouse full of second-hand books, and several question marks popped up above his head.
“Of course! All of them can be sold!”
Long Tao was overjoyed, thinking his goods had exceeded the other party’s expectations.
But the other party’s next words were like a bolt from the blue.
“These waste papers, I wouldn’t even use them to wipe my butt, they’re too rough!”
The Goblin merchant shrieked, “This trial trade channel was opened by the great and respected Lord of Procreation and Pleasure!”
“I need happiness! Procreation rituals that can bring me happiness!”
“And in this territory, I only fancy you!”
The Goblin’s sharp nails had, at some point, hooked onto Long Tao’s waistband.
“Nima…”
Long Tao’s face turned ashen, and he broke out in goosebumps, abruptly retreating a few steps.
In his mind, he used every polite word he could muster to greet Lin Yi’s ancestors for eighteen generations.
He had always thought that the trade was opened by the Lord of Knowledge and Truth.
What the hell did procreation and pleasure have to do with learning materials?!
“What, unwilling?”
“For a new lord like you, who has not yet chosen a faith, being able to approach my Lord in advance is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”
“After the transaction, you can choose any item…”
“However, because it’s you, I can also give you an extra forged claim.”
“You can try it…”
The seductive voice made Long Tao clench his buttocks, sweating profusely, his head shaking like a rattle drum.
A hint of disappointment appeared in the Goblin merchant’s eyes.
After all, such an excellent human was hard to come by.
He shook his head and returned to the caravan.
With a command, he led his guards and set off.
…
“Where’s my claim?!”
“If I don’t see it today, I’ll twist your skull off!”
Pale bone fragments vibrated on the table.
Klara’s hoarse roar echoed throughout the Lord’s Hall.
“Bang—”
A finger pressed down on the bone fragment.
A somewhat weary voice replied, “I have the item; send someone over to pick it up yourself.”
Long Tao finished speaking, casually flicked the bone fragment onto the floor, and, holding the golden token in his hand, limped out of the hall.
He arrived at the cultivated land.
Two pure, flawless flower buds swayed in the wind, subtly showing signs of blooming.
“Procreation and Pleasure…”
“And the Lord of Harvest are from the same origin.”
“For the territory’s faith, let’s choose the Lord of Harvest.”
Long Tao expressionlessly used the Slave Trading Token.
That’s right.
He made a PY deal.
For the sake of becoming stronger!
It’s not shameful.
He believed many others would also sell their hooks in this trade.
Thinking about it this way…
It wasn’t entirely unacceptable…
“No exclusive slave obtained…”
Seeing the slave interface open, a hint of regret flashed in Long Tao’s eyes, but he quickly recovered.
It was said that, let alone humans, even among the most top-tier civilizations,
Those with exclusive slaves were few and far between.
He even speculated that these individuals were at the pinnacle of the pyramid among the myriad alien gods.
Such wondrous slaves were products of direct transactions between a lord and will, each possessing unique talents.
How could humans have such an opportunity?
“The time is almost right… they should be here, right?”
Long Tao licked his lips, his eyes filled with anticipation.
As if in response to him.
Suddenly!
A crisp notification sound appeared in the minds of all lords of all races!
“The world line, after all, must return to its proper course!” A hint of ruthlessness appeared on Long Tao’s face.
“Only I can get the ticket!”
【Trial All-Region Announcement: World Boss has spawned in each region!】
【All lords who join the battle will receive a participation prize. After defeating the Boss, generous rewards will be granted based on damage contribution.】
【The top three contributors in the victorious allied army will receive the title “Hunter”!】
Chat channel.
“They’re here, they’re here! The Boss has spawned, hurry and hide!”
“I remember one time in a Blue Star lord trial, the Boss spawned in a cluster of lords, and many people died.”
“Should we try? In this trial, we have Lin Yi! Maybe we can get some rewards! A participation prize isn’t bad either!”
“Don’t even think about it. The Boss has peak Tier 4 strength and a world bonus, its HP is insane! Our soldiers would die from exhaustion and still wouldn’t break its defense. Although Lin Yi is strong, he can’t kill it alone.”
“Instead of discussing the Boss, let’s talk about the alien caravan…”
“Holy crap, we got an alien caravan this time? Our luck is too good! What deity opened the channel?”
“Procreation and Pleasure… I can’t talk about it, brother, my hook hurts.”
“Hahaha, the one who traded with me was a female troll! I made a fortune!”
“I see, mine’s here too! Oh my… the leader is a male hyena, and his eyes are locked on me.”
“What kind of trash caravan, I asked for an umbrella, and that alien just left…”
“Why are you laughing? My buddy here is greeting a Minotaur, the kind with a huge… thing. But I let a female villager complete the transaction with him.”
“You’re going down a narrow path, brother. This kind of ritualistic trade is rare. Although the other party is big, if you endure it and choose a similar faith after reaching a Tier 3 territory, you can save more than ten years of accumulating faith.”
“Endure your m… you try it, you’ll be honest when it reaches your rectum.”
“…”
Outskirts of the Monster Mountain Range.
Freke stopped in front of a canyon, whimpering softly.
The man riding on him closed the chat interface.
“Are we there?”
Lin Yi lifted his metal mask and looked up ahead.
It was a wide canyon, with steep, vertical mountainsides on both sides.
Whenever a strong wind blew, it would bring a chilling, prolonged howl.
The army of over 2000 men departed from the east of the territory, bypassed a turbulent river, and turned north.
After 7 hours, they finally reached the mountain entrance.
“Xiang Yi, send a few warriors to scout ahead.”
Lin Yi commanded, “Everyone else, rest where you are and start a fire for cooking.”
“Understood.” Xiang Yi nodded and left.
Subsequently.
Freke’s body crouched down.
With Ailina’s support, Lin Yi’s feet once again touched the ground.
Having marched at full speed the entire way, his stomach was a bit hungry, even with his full armor on.
The journey wasn’t considered far, and there were no plans to camp overnight.
The army didn’t carry much food.
Hunting fierce beasts and digging for wild vegetables along the way ensured they wouldn’t go hungry.
Ailina gently stirred the broth in the bowl, her red lips slightly parted, carefully blowing away the rising steam.
Once the temperature was suitable, she held the bowl with both hands and respectfully offered it to Lin Yi.
“Master, the temperature is just right,” she said softly, her wings unconsciously folding behind her back.
Lin Yi nodded, took the bowl, and gulped down several large mouthfuls.
The warm soup slid down his throat, and his fatigue instantly dissipated a bit.
“I didn’t expect there to really be a caravan…”
He wiped the corners of his mouth, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, “It’s just that this trading method is a bit unusual.”
Thinking of the pile of textbooks Long Tao was tricked into hoarding, Lin Yi’s lips unconsciously curled upward.
Suddenly.
His expression hardened!
“What is this?”
Lin Yi felt his brow warm, and a faint, almost imperceptible pulling force connected him to the canyon.
He quickly concentrated, “introspecting” that black mist space.
“The fragment…”
“It’s vibrating…”