"Come here!" Under the trembling gaze of the slaves, He Xi asked Xi Jia to come over and then took his pulse.
The price of these slaves was extremely low, and it was obvious that they had almost no talent for cultivation.
But after taking their pulses one by one, He Xi found that their muscles and bones were very good. If they were trained using the method of cultivating death squads in the previous life's organization, they would definitely become excellent fighters, at least they would be more than capable of dealing with monks in the Qi training stage.
Hexi's strange behavior and cold expression made the slaves feel terrified.
Finally, Xi Jia couldn't help but trembled and said, "Master, we have plenty of strength. We are willing to serve you like a cow or a horse and swear allegiance to you until death. Please don't let us become medicine men!"
The so-called medicine man and "meat pig" are actually the same concept, but the medicine man without cultivation will only end up more miserable than the "meat pig".
He Xi knew they were worried, so he didn't beat around the bush. He just said, "I know you don't have good talents in cultivation, but I have a way to make you stronger. It's just that the process will be a bit painful. If you don't want to, just ask for it as soon as possible. As for the medicine man, heh... You can rest assured, I have no interest in this little thing."
Xi Jia and the others were surprised and happy when they heard this, but when they thought that He Xi had already controlled their life and death and there was no need for him to lie to them, their surprise immediately turned into tears.
No one knew how desperate and humble these slaves were. They were abandoned by their own relatives and teachers, abandoned by this society, and locked in cages waiting to be chosen by others, just because they were too poorly talented and stepped into this world of warriors where the strong prey on the weak.
From the moment they became slaves, they never thought that they would have a chance to start a new life. As long as they could become stronger, they would be willing to endure any suffering, even if it meant going through mountains of swords and seas of fire.
Xi Jia fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowed with tears streaming down his face: "Master, I am willing... As long as I can have the opportunity to become stronger, I am willing to die!"
Soon, the other nine slaves also knelt down and kowtowed. Many of them had tears streaming down their faces, and some even shouted "Long live Hexi" three times.
He Xi's expression remained calm, and his voice became even colder: "I will give you the training plan in a few days. Cangshan behind the courtyard will become your training venue. Xi Jia will be the person in charge, and I will check the progress every half a month. If anyone dares to be perfunctory... Haha, you don't want to know the result."
"Or, raise your hands now and give up this opportunity. Once you join, I will never allow anyone to quit halfway. Do you understand?"
"Yes, master!" The slaves kowtowed in response, their faces showing extremely firm expressions, and they had no intention of retreating at all.
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After sending the slaves away, He Xi refused the dinner that Nanny Chen brought over, saying that he had already eaten outside, and then slipped into the space.
As soon as she entered the space, He Xi felt a rich spiritual energy coming towards her nose, which made her feel relaxed and happy, and all the fatigue she had felt today disappeared without a trace.
"Mom, Mom, you're finally here. I missed you so much! Can you please come in and see me?"
Hearing Dandan's anxious and joyful call, Hexi smiled and entered the Xumi Palace, touching Dandan: "Does the food I gave you at noon taste good?"
He Xi was talking about the table of food she packed for Dandan at Zuixianlou at noon. (To be continued)