Chapter 35: The Female Slave (1/2)

Chapter 35: The Female Slave

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As the crowd dispersed, Ding Bu'Er sighed to Mo Wuji, ”Ai, I finally understand why the little miss wanted us to find the Two-leaved Fire Grass. She definitely wanted to use it as a gift for an immortal. If only you kept a strain for yourself, then maybe you might be able to use it to exchange it for a service disciple position in a big sect.”

Mo Wuji laughed and whispered, ”I really did keep a strain for myself. But the value of the Two-leaved Fire Grass cannot be compared to the Clear Sight Fruit. If casually coming out with a low grade spiritual ingredient can make you a service disciple, then there will be far too many service disciples.”

Ding Bu'Er nodded his head, ”That's true.”

”I want Number 17. I bid 20 gold coins.”

”Number 17, 23 gold coins.”

...

The loud sound of an auction travelled into Mo Wuji's ears. He curiously looked over and subconsciously asked, ”There's an auction? I wonder what are they auctioning?”

Ding Bu'Er said, ”I've seen it already, they are actually selling female slaves. I heard that each female slave that is sold is more beautiful than the last, and they are all virgins! This company specially shipped them over to sell to the geniuses participating in the Spring Immortal's Gate.”

Mo Wuji asked puzzledly, ”Aren't the participants only allowed to bring four house attendants? How will they bring the female slaves up the ship?”

”Here's where you don't understand. We still have some time before the ship departs. Naturally, these rich children would need some fun and company for these few days. Do you want to see?” Ding Bu'Er laughed.

”Forget about it,” Mo Wuji shook his head. He was extremely triggered by the sale of women but he was far too powerless to stop it. There's no point going over only to make himself feel more unhappy.

”Congratulations to this friend who bought number 17 at the price of 25 gold coins. We will now be selling number 26. Everyone, please take note. Number 26 is not worse than number 17. In fact, she is even more delicate and prettier than number 17. There's even an additional selling point: she was actually born from nobility; I heard that she is a descendant from the Northern Qin's Mo Clan...”

Mo Wuji stopped in his tracks and looked towards the auction; both his hands were clenched tightly into fists.

Even though his soul was not from the Northern Qin Mo Clan, his blood was. Furthermore, he also had the surname Mo.

Before Ding Bu'Er could say anything, Mo Wuji had already hastily rushed over to the auction site.

Ding Bu'Er was clear about Mo Wuji's past. Seeing Mo Wuji's angry face, he was worried that Mo Wuji might do something rash so he quickly rushed over.

”Wuji, this is not a place where you can fool around. Here, we can be easily crushed like ants,” Ding Bu'Er grabbed Mo Wuji's arms and said.

Mo Wuji calmly said, ”I know what to do.”

”I bid 35 gold coins...” A man, who looked like a little dwarf, shouted.