Although Bailu City is located in the South Continent, its climate and weather are like those in the North Continent. The sky is high and the land is vast. It is dry and windy. There is less refreshing green, warm mountains and warm waters, and more cold black and white, dazzling red, and desolate yellow.
There are no civilians in Bailu City, except slaves and masters. Slaves are managed by various slave owners, and there are trainers who specialize in training. Perhaps this is why it seems so depressing and lifeless.
The group walked to the city gate, and Zuo Shaode's monks passed the message to open the city defense formation. Gu Fuyou looked at the dark city wall, and her eyes met the person on the tower, who was Xiao Zhongting who was guarding the city. Xiao Zhongting made eye contact with her and nodded to her secretly.
The people in Bailu City had received the news that Qingluan was coming here, and Zuo Yuezhi said "receive her well". When the people in the city got the news, someone immediately came out to greet her with a big smile on his face, calling out: "The city lord has been waiting for you for a long time, please come in quickly."
This man was tall and thin, and he was very humble when he spoke to people, bending down to whisper. His name was Zuo Yi, and he was from the side branch of the Zuo family, and was favored by Zuo Yuanrong. All the slave owners here were from the Zuo family, without exception, either descendants of Zuo Yuanrong or side branches. The difference was the number of slaves they controlled and the quality of the slaves. The best slaves were naturally in the hands of the city lord.
When they entered the city, they saw a man with a naked upper body at the city gate. His back was covered with whip marks, his skin was torn and his flesh was exposed. He kowtowed to a man and begged humbly to "let her go". The man standing in front of him was folding his arms, wearing soft armor, with a golden whip on his left waist and a steel stick on his right waist. These were not ordinary weapons, but refined magic weapons. This outfit was exactly the same as the man in Fenglin. Gu Fuyou heard from the monks of Zuo Shaode that those dressed like this in Bailu were all training officers.
Seeing Gu Fuyou and the others looking over there, Zuo Yi immediately waved his sleeves and shouted at the training officer at the city gate: "Why don't you get off? You are disgracing the adults!"
The training officer shouted coldly: "Get down!"
The man was trembling visibly, but he didn't leave: "Please, sir, let her go. I will pay for it with my life..."
Gu Fuyou pondered, guessing that this might be the man who had an affair with the woman in the maple forest. She looked at him. The man's face was stained with blood, but he was still handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a tiger back and a wasp waist. His whole body had a kind of powerful beauty, like a tiger ready to attack.
But such a man actually cried, his face was stained with blood, tears, and dust. Gu Fuyou had never seen a man cry like this before, she didn't know how to describe it, she could only say it was "a mess".
But it was Mr. Zhai's words that made her suddenly enlightened: "This grown man is crying like a three-year-old child." Indeed, he was so sad, as if he had lost his way on the way home, with no one to rely on in the world, and his heart felt like the sky was falling apart.
The man kept repeating, "Please, sir, take my life."
Gu Fuyou was disgusted by what he saw. This slave had been tortured and squeezed by others, and he just accepted everything. Asking for help? Even if he broke his head, who would be soft-hearted towards him
Human nature has been worn away and people are willing to be slaves.
Gu Fuyou frowned and walked forward, ready to leave. But at this moment, perhaps because the training officer was impatient, he said, "Seventh Brother, that woman is already dead. If it weren't for your qualifications, the city lord would have spared your life. You would have been taken to the Three Concubines and cut into pieces. Don't be ungrateful."
When the man heard the news of the woman's death, he was stunned for a moment. The next moment, he suddenly rose up, and his overwhelming spiritual power rushed down like a huge wave from the sea. The training officer was stunned and timid. He didn't dare to take it head-on, so he dodged to the side and bumped into Gu Fuyou.
Gu Fuyou moved lightly and dodged away, staring at the man with a strange look in her eyes. He was actually a cultivator in the early stage of the Void Realm! She knew that the slaves in Bailu City were named by numbers, starting from one. The numbers were not always the same, they would change according to their cultivation ability, the stronger they were, the lower the number. This man was ranked seventh, and his previous timid appearance really made people wonder if he had the cultivation level of the Void Realm.
The man's sudden counterattack also caught her off guard and made her extremely surprised.
Unfortunately, before Lao Qi could land a solid blow, a cold shout rang out: "How dare you! Kneel down!"
The seventh elder's spiritual power suddenly dissipated, and he knelt on the ground with a plop. Gu Fuyou looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a man in black brocade clothes coming. Before Gu Fuyou could guess, Zuo Yi had already walked over and saluted, saying, "City Lord."
Zuo Yuanrong. Gu Fuyou was attracted by his figure. Few cultivators were as chubby as him. The people of the Zuo family had done many evil things, but they had good blood, and all of them were talented and good-looking. They were all bright and handsome. Because they were fearless, proud, and domineering, people like Zuo Yuanrong were rare. No wonder Zuo Shaode said he was cowardly. This name really fits him.
Zuo Yuanrong also looked at Gu Fuyou with a smile, his eyes couldn't hide the brilliance. He came here because someone informed him in advance, he had already expected Qingluan to be good-looking, and the subordinate who came to inform him praised Qingluan a lot, saying that she was stunning, so he was a little itchy and couldn't wait to go out to meet her. It lived up to expectations.
He was very friendly. He took two steps closer to Gu Fuyou, only an arm's length away, and bowed to her. "The clan leader ordered that you come to my Bailu City to select slaves and asked me to receive you well. I have been looking forward to it day and night. You have kept me waiting for a long time."
The tone of his voice seemed to be very close to this Qingluan. Gu Fuyou smiled and said, "I was delayed on the way. Sorry to bother the city lord."
"Where, where."
Zuo Yuanrong glanced at Lao Qi and said, "Don't go down yet."
Gu Fuyou saw that Lao Qi's body was shaking even more violently, and knew that Lao Qi's contract was with Zuo Yuanrong. Lao Qi's body was like a dog with its tail between its legs in front of its master, shivering, with red eyes. Although his eyes were empty, they still had some wolf blood. In the end, he could not resist the power of the contract, so he staggered to his feet and staggered away with the trainer.
Gu Fuyou glanced in the direction where Lao Qi left without leaving a trace, and became more concerned about this man.
Zuo Yuanrong personally led the way, and he was in a very good mood, introducing Gu Fuyou. In Bailu City, there were more fighting arenas than houses, and slaves were fighting in almost every fighting arena.
Gu Fuyou was smiling, but there was no warmth on his face. This place was filled with smoke and stench.
Gu Fuyou asked Zuo Yuanrong curiously, "City Lord, there is something I don't understand."
Zuo Yuanrong was happy to answer for her: "Please go ahead, senior."
"Although these slaves are loyal to their masters and cannot harm them or disobey their masters' orders, the trainers do not have contracts to constrain them. Some slaves are not low in qualifications. If their cultivation is higher than that of the trainers, they may become resentful and violently hurt others. However, I have seen some slaves who seem to be very obedient and docile. They do not resist at all when they are whipped, and they dare not even dodge. Why is this?"
Zuo Yuanrong was quite pleased with himself and shook his head: "Senior, have you ever heard of how hunters tamed animals in ancient times?"
"Appreciate further details."
Zuo Yuanrong put his left hand behind his back and pointed with his right hand: "In ancient times, hunters caught baby mammoths, tied them with thin chains and tied them to stone pillars. The baby mammoths were still very weak, and no matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free. Gradually, they got used to not struggling. When they grew up, the adult mammoths weighed thousands of pounds, and although they could easily break free from the chains, they would not struggle again. This is the principle."
"Some slaves have been here since childhood and are the easiest to discipline. As for some adults, their temperaments are already determined. When they are first reduced to slavery, they will certainly resist a lot, but over time, their temperaments will be gradually wiped out and they will become qualified slaves."
Gu Fuyou's smile froze. He thought if he had stayed in Lihentian longer, he would have become a slave, stopped resisting, and just let fate take its course.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, and a fire of ignorance and karma surged in her heart. She didn't notice Zuo Yuanrong taking the brocade box handed to her by his subordinates until Zuo Yuanrong opened the box and handed it to Gu Fuyou, smiling flatteringly: "Senior, these are some small things I collected. I give them to you to play with in your spare time. I hope you don't mind."
Gu Fuyou took the object out of the brocade. It was a transparent spherical crystal. When she looked at it under the sunlight, it was dotted with light, and the ball looked like a starry sky. She couldn't even hold this crystal in one hand. It must be priceless, at least a million spirit stones. She was willing to part with it.
Gu Fuyou exerted force on her hand, and the wind blade cut silently. Gu Fuyou raised her hand, and the six petals of fragments fell off. The spherical crystal she was holding became square. She smiled at Zuo Yuanrong and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Lord, but I prefer things with edges and corners."
Zuo Yuanrong was startled, then burst into laughter: "Senior is above the mundane world, I am just an ordinary person after all, I cannot compare to him."
Gu Fuyou smiled with her face but not her heart, and pretended to be nice to him all the way. Looking at the square crystal in her hand, she thought of the man named Seven in front of the city gate.
Even if a wolf has its teeth pulled out and its claws sharpened, it is still a wolf and cannot become a domestic dog.
Zuo Yuanrong took Gu Fuyou and others back to the City Lord's Mansion. The City Lord's Mansion was solemn and awe-inspiring, with all the pavilions tall and wide. The reception hall of the City Lord's Mansion in Bailu City was different from that in Wantong City. There was a long passage outside the reception hall here, with night pearls embedded on the wall and a red velvet carpet on the ground.
There were two people standing outside the reception hall. When Zuo Yuanrong saw one of them, his face changed, he stepped forward, slapped the man to the ground, and shouted: "You desperate thing, who asked you to guard here?"
Gu Fuyou still didn't understand why he was so angry. Zuo Yuanrong said to the other man guarding the door: "Drag her away and whip her a hundred times!"
The man raised his head and stammered, "I am here for..."
When she raised her eyes, she also saw Gu Fuyou behind Zuo Yuanrong. Her face turned pale in an instant, and her fear was visible to the naked eye.
Zuo Yuanrong apologized, "Senior, if I have made you unhappy, you can do whatever you want with this thing."
Gu Fuyou glanced at the person. She was a girl who was about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was pretty and had a beautiful appearance. She had just been slapped by Zuo Yuanrong and her nose was bleeding. She did not wipe her face first, but used her sleeve to wipe the red velvet carpet that was stained by her nosebleed.
The girl didn't dare to look at her. She shrank back, kneeled on the ground, and lowered her head deeply.
Gu Fuyou still couldn't understand why Zuo Yuanrong was angry, but he always felt a little strange when he saw this girl. At this time, Zhong Michu approached silently, acting respectfully, leaning over and whispering in her ear: "This is a mixed-blood of the Qingluan tribe."
Gu Fuyou finally understood. The Qingluan tribe is mixed-blood, no wonder. The mixed-blood of the Qingluan tribe is very different from the mixed-blood of the Dragon tribe. The difference refers to the attitude of the two tribes towards mixed-blood. The Qingluan tribe treats mixed-bloods like trash, does not recognize or even hates mixed-bloods, despises mixed-bloods as dirty, and regards mixed-bloods as inferior to humans. Even if they are captured by humans as slaves, they will not care much. The Dragon tribe treats mixed-bloods and tribe members equally. First, they protect their shortcomings and do not want those with the blood of the tribe to be despised by outsiders. Second, the strong are respected. As long as the ability is sufficient, they can be respected.
There is a world of difference.
Gu Fuyou said calmly: "Just let her go."
Zuo Yuanrong pointed. Another guard came forward to help the girl and whispered, "Twenty-three..."
Gu Fuyou's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. The girl was still trembling, as if she was hiding from Gu Fuyou, and her whole body leaned towards her companions.
Twenty-three. This girl is the twenty-third in Bailu City. There are tens of thousands of slaves in Bailu City. She is so young, but she has achieved such results. You can imagine her ability. She is not bad to be able to guard the door outside the reception hall. Gu Fuyou paid some attention to her.
When the girl was helped past Zhong Michu, her body trembled, her face was a little dull, and her mouth was slightly open, as if she wanted to speak. When she was led away, she couldn't help but look back at Zhong Michu a few times, her eyes trembling.
Is mixed blood.
The author has something to say: I can’t go out during the day, I sleep too much and can’t sleep at night-_-||, I will try to go back to the middle...