Heavenly Dao Engine
Chapter 580 - 580 0385 Gold Core Slave 2

Chapter 580: Chapter 0385: Gold Core Slave 2 Chapter 580: Chapter 0385: Gold Core Slave 2 Chapter 0385 Gold Core Slave 2

The man who was selling the Gold Core expert suddenly gripped Qi Tian’s hand, his demeanor filled with a warmth as though he had spotted a dear relative. “Sir, are you truly going to buy this Gold Core Slave?”

Qi Tian nodded firmly, affirming, “Yes, I am.”

“That’s wonderful,” The man selling the Gold Core Slave hurriedly shoved a Servant Pact into Qi Tian’s hands, the haste in his movements akin to tossing away a hot potato, “He’s all yours now.”

Qi Tian didn’t rush to make the payment. He examined the Servant Pact carefully, then activated it briefly. The Gold Core expert who was reduced to the state of Heavenly Decline showed an expression of pain. Only after confirming the authenticity of the pact, Qi Tian took out fifty thousand top-grade spirit stones and handed them over.

The man cheefully took the spirit stones and pointed at the Heavenly Decline-ridden Gold Core expert. The rope binding the latter miraculously fell off and flew back to his hand. “There you go, Sir. From now on, he is your slave. You can have him do whatever you wish.”

Qi Tian nodded and asked the newly purchased Gold Core Slave, “What’s your name?”

The Gold Core expert replied, “Deng Chuanliang.”

“Alright, I’ll call you Deng. Come on, Deng,” Qi Tian said nonchalantly.

However, Deng Chuanliang stayed put, pointing at the other slaves bound to the pillar. “If you want me to follow you, you must purchase all of them and grant them their freedom. Only then will I obey your commands. Otherwise, even if you are in possession of my Servant Pact, I would rather suffer the backlash of the pact than listen to you.”

Qi Tian frowned, asking, “Are they your relatives or friends?”

Deng Chuanliang shook his head, “I didn’t know them until yesterday. I just feel sorry for them and want to help.”

The man who had sold Deng Chuanliang interjected, “What a big heart you have, considering others’ plight despite being a slave yourself. You should focus more on yourself and serving your master well.”

Deng Chuanliang ignored him and simply stared at Qi Tian, his expression steady. Though his face was unfathomable, Qi Tian could feel determination radiating off him.

Qi Tian frowned once again. He did not like this feeling of being threatened. Once a demand is met, future demands tend to pile up one after another. He looked at Deng Chuanliang, glanced over at the slave trader, and asked, “Can I return him?”

The slave trader immediately shook his head. After just successfully offloading him at a loss, he had no intention of accepting Qi Tian’s return.

Qi Tian proposed, “I will take forty-nine thousand top-grade spirit stones as your quote. Not bad, right? With this exchange, you cleared a profit of a thousand top-grade spirit stones.”

Still shaking his head, the slave trader replied, “Sir, this is a special commodity. Unfortunately, we do not offer returns or exchanges.”

Not that Qi Tian actually wanted to return Deng Chuanliang; he was simply making a point. He looked over at the others present and announced, “If anyone’s interested, I mark him at forty thousand top-grade spirit stones.”

No one responded. Initially, Deng Chuanliang, being in the Heavenly Decline state, was considered expensive even at fifty thousand. Now, before providing any value, he dared to threaten his new master, Qi Tian. Who would want such an unruly and rebellious Gold Core Slave? He was not a slave but a snooty freeloader.

There’s no shortage of such snooty freeloaders in Wanjie City. Everyone had seen enough already. Why would anyone invite one home on purpose?

Seeing no response, Qi Tian returned his gaze to Deng Chuanliang and asked, “Coming or not?”

Deng Chuanliang shook his head, responded, “Buy them, release them, grant them their freedom, and I will follow you. Otherwise, you might as well just kill me.”

A faint smile crossed Qi Tian’s lips. Turning to the slave trader, he pointed at the few bound slaves and asked, “How much for all of them? I will take them.”

Overjoyed, the trader quickly replied, “Not much, just ten thousand top-grade spirit stones.”

The price was certainly higher than the norm, inflated by around thirty percent. Clearly, the slave trader was not playing fair. Sensing Qi Tian’s likely compromise, he inflated the price.

Ignoring the hiked price, Qi Tian handed over ten thousand top-grade spirit stones. The trader promptly handed over the Servant Pacts, grinning from ear to ear.

Qi Tian approached one of the slaves. The slave glared back defiantly. With a smile, Qi Tian grabbed the slave’s head and, with a strong twist, broke his neck. The new slave only realized Qi Tian’s intent when it was too late.

Qi Tian did not bother to gauge the remaining slaves’ reactions. Using the same method, he snapped their necks, cutting off their life forces.

Having done all this, Qi Tian dusted off his hands, walked up to Deng Chuanliang, and looked at him with a cheerful smile. “See, I’ve done as you asked. I bought them and gave them complete freedom. Are you satisfied with the result? If you are, I can reunite you with them, granting you the true freedom.”