Imposter Young Master
Chapter 947 - 952: Female Slave

Chapter 947: Chapter 952: Female Slave

After parting with Moli, Yang Gang once again returned to the Pu’er Palace. He had intended to have Alice contact the Dark Moon Sect Headquarters to inquire about Shen Jing’s whereabouts, but by the time Yang Gang got back, Alice had already left, so he had no choice but to drop the matter.

Subsequently, Yang Gang started to take a commercial spacecraft towards the southwest frontier in the capacity of a representative for Blizzard Technology.

The journey to the destination was estimated to take about a month. The first two weeks went smoothly, and Yang Gang reached the transfer station, Qingmu Spaceport in the Daxia Federation.

Like The Terna Federation, the Daxia Federation was also a federal state.

However, unlike The Terna Federation, the Daxia Federation was one of the few countries in Pandora that still retained a system of slavery.

The Daxia Federation’s political framework was very similar to that of Ancient Rome on Earth, with a parliamentary system in place where citizens had the right to vote. However, only Daxian citizens had this right, while the vast number of slaves within the country had no political rights whatsoever.

Qingmu Spaceport.

Upon exiting the Spaceport via a space shuttle, Yang Gang was taken aback by the sight that greeted him.

All around, opulent spacecraft shuttle through the sky, with skyscrapers, towering over ten thousand meters tall, dotting the landscape. Enormous satellite observatories and luxurious space warships moored above the Spaceport filled the atmosphere of Qingmu Star with the essence of a technological civilization.

Although Yang Gang found it perplexing that the highly advanced civilization of Pandora still maintained a system of slavery, he didn’t dwell on it. After all, it was none of his business.

With more than ten hours left before his flight’s departure, Yang Gang, having nothing better to do at the Spaceport, decided to stroll around the urban area.

Once in the urban area, Yang Gang could distinctly feel the difference from the Pu’er Kingdom.

On the streets, people with engraved foreheads bustled about, while those with smooth foreheads walked slowly and at ease.

Yang Gang learned from a local that those with engraved foreheads were slaves.

The person, thinking Yang Gang was interested in buying a slave, pointed enthusiastically to a nearby market, "That’s the slave trade market. Due to the ongoing war in the southwestern regions, there’s been a surge in the availability of slaves and the average price has dropped quite a bit. It’s a good time to buy slaves."

Though Yang Gang had no intention of dealing in slaves, after wandering around the port and finding nothing of interest, and with four or five hours until his flight, he decided to visit the slave trade market out of curiosity.

The market was bustling with noise and people.

Contrary to what Yang Gang had imagined, the slaves here weren’t bound up and in tatters. Instead, they were decently dressed; there were even beautiful female slaves up for sale, performing on a fashion runway.

Yang Gang clicked his tongue, "As expected of a civilized era, even slave trading needs packaging."

In the Daxia Federation, slaves made up thirty percent of its total population, primarily derived from prisoners of war and those who sold themselves into slavery voluntarily.

Some girls from impoverished families would be sold by their relatives, or would voluntarily sell themselves into slavery.

Walking around the market, Yang Gang noticed that most of the new slaves came from various countries in the southwest borderlands.

Moreover, he observed that female slaves with good looks were in high demand.

The prettier the female slave, the higher the price tag.

The most expensive female slave Yang Gang saw was priced at twenty million, and her beauty was indeed stunning.

Having spent three or four hours at the slave trade market, it was almost time to head back to the Spaceport.

Just as Yang Gang was about to leave, his eyes swept across the area, and he suddenly paused.

In a rather inconspicuous cage to the southwest, a girl in tattered clothes curled up, her head buried in her knees.

Compared to the polished and eye-catching female slaves, this one was exceedingly unremarkable. Even with a price tag of just five thousand, no one paid her any attention.

Yang Gang took a deep breath, then took several steps forward and approached the slave trader:

"Boss, I’ll take that slave."

As soon as Yang Gang finished speaking, before the slave trader could respond, suddenly a voice came from not far away, "I’ll take that slave."

Yang Gang turned his head and saw a sexily dressed woman striding over, flanked by a group of burly men.

Upon seeing the woman, the slave trader immediately nodded and bowed, "Miss Yan, have you arrived?"

The woman nodded her head and pointed at the ragged female slave, saying, "I’ll take that slave. Here is a check for 10 million."

The slave trader was startled, "Miss Yan, I bought that woman for just 2,000, she’s not of any quality. How dare I take your 10 million check?"

The woman known as Miss Yan threw the check directly onto the slave trader’s face, saying indifferently, "That’s because your dog eyes can’t recognize a good item."

The slave trader was like a scolded dog, drenched in shame, and quickly picked up the check from the ground, grinning, "Deal. The slave is yours to do with as you please."

"Wait a minute!" Yang Gang frowned slightly, "Was it not I who saw her first?"

"Who do you think you are?" the slave trader said, pretending to have the backing of the strong, "Do you know who this is? This is Miss Yan Qingqing, the daughter of the Vice President of the Daxia Federation."

Yang Gang picked up the slave trader with one hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "No matter how powerful a person is, there should be order of precedence."

"Murder, someone is killing!" the slave trader shouted for his life.

Soon, a squad of police arrived and aimed their guns at Yang Gang.

At that moment, Yan Qingqing waved her hand, signaling the police to stand down, then looked at Yang Gang and said, "While business does value first come, first served, it also frowns upon forced buys and sells. How about this, I have already pulled out a check for 10 million, now you bring out your own stakes, and let the boss decide. How does that sound?"

Yang Gang emptied his pockets but didn’t even have 50,000.

The onlookers laughed loudly, and the slave trader’s mouth also revealed a sneer, "Buddy, if you don’t have money, don’t pretend to have it. Alright, I now officially announce that the slave is sold to..."

"Wait." Yang Gang said casually.

He reached his left hand inside his clothes and, unnoticed, took out the Fire Phoenix Beast’s supreme Demon Core from the Heavenly Ripple Ring.

Yang Gang had never used the Beast Crystal Core since obtaining it.

"I’ll exchange this for that female slave," Yang Gang said casually.

Hiss!

The crowd was utterly astounded.

Even to the untrained eye, the quality of the Demon Core was evident; it was an extremely rare top-tier item in the world!

For such a treasure, which one can only stumble upon and cannot seek out, the market price was at least one hundred million!

To buy a slave for one billion, has this guy lost his mind!

Yan Qingqing was also shocked as she looked at Yang Gang.

She really hadn’t pegged Yang Gang as someone with such a top-tier treasure, let alone expected him to trade it for a slave!.

The still-confounded slave trader finally came to his senses after a while and grabbed the Beast Crystal Core with adoration.

"Boss..." Yang Gang said casually.

The slave trader immediately beamed with joy, "Sir, since you saw her first, she’s of course yours. Miss Yan, here’s your check back."

Between 10 million and a billion, even a fool would know which to choose, wouldn’t they?

However, he simply couldn’t understand what this man saw in that female slave, to spend such a hefty price?