Swallowing the Starry Sky Starts with a Sword

Chapter 89 "Amu, follow me!"

"Kum."

"You idiot!"

"Incompetent idiot!"

In a private space somewhere in the virtual universe, Duke Fika angrily reprimanded the thin man in front of him: "How many times have I told you, how many times!"

"Get rid of those damn rats in the Hell Moon!"

The spit sprayed onto the thin man's face. The thin man lowered his head without even a change in expression.

"The respected genius was offended in your territory, no, in my territory."

When Duke Fika thought of this, he felt that the friendship he had yet to establish with that genius was drifting further and further away.

He sighed, and then scolded the thin man in the face, "Listen carefully, idiot. If you continue to be so incompetent, I have many people who can help me continue to manage the Prison Moon Seat!"

Finish this sentence.

Wow.

Duke Fika's figure disappeared, and in this virtual space, only the thin man with his head still lowered remained.

"Fat stupid pig."

He finally raised his head, his eyes indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

"Li Mo and his team were so unlucky that they failed and met our great genius~"

A low, sarcastic voice echoed in the virtual space.

"Duke Fika?"

The Zisha spacecraft was still sailing in the outer space. Inside the cabin, Zhou Ning received a meeting invitation solemnly sent through the Kum Group's business network, signed by 'Silver-Blue Empire, Duke Fika'.

Hearing this name, Mo Lian's eyes showed surprise, fear and a hint of resentment.

"Duke Fika is a powerful duke appointed by the Silver-Blue Empire. He owns a huge business, including planetary trading, energy trafficking, slave trading, etc."

"It is said that Duke Fika owns thousands of life planets, and the number of life planets under his influence exceeds ten thousand."

"Including the Prison Moon Group and the Kum Group, they are actually slave industries controlled by Duke Fika."

Mo Lian explained seriously.

Ever since the battle at Chituo Star Port, the way she looked at Zhou Ning had become more complicated.

Zhou Ning had never really shown her his fighting ability.

Zhou Ning honed his sword skills in the virtual universe.

In the past, Mo Lian could only guess that Zhou Ning was an extremely powerful genius based on the visions he saw when he comprehended the field of thunder and lightning.

She already thought Zhou Ning was very powerful, but her experience and vision limited her imagination.

She knew that there were countless geniuses in the universe, and the strongest among them could kill enemies by leaping two or three levels.

But she could not imagine that Zhou Ning, who was at the seventh level of the star class, could instantly kill five powerful star pirates at the top of the star class with just one sword.

".It sounds like Duke Fika is quite powerful?"

Zhou Ning didn't care.

Owning thousands of life planets? Influencing tens of thousands of life planets?
A powerful duke of the Silver-Blue Empire?
The peak genius battle is only a few years away. With his current strength, his future will definitely not be limited to the small Silver-Blue Empire, or even the Black Dragon Mountain Empire.

"The Qiyue Clan's ancestral star, let's meet at the grand festival."

Zhou Ning replied briefly.

The Qiyue tribe. This long-enslaved race, from the Qiyue people in the slave market of Qiulong Star, as well as Mo Lian and the Qiyue girl.

Zhou Ning felt vaguely touched.

Mind and soul are imprisoned.
Perhaps, it is somewhat similar to the mental barrier that prevents him from breaking through the "perfect state"?

He went to the Qiyue tribe's ancestral planet just on impulse.

Zhou Ning had already planned that if Mo Lian browsed everything on the Qiyue tribe's ancestral planet, regardless of whether he gained anything or not, he would give Mo Lian freedom and help him redeem a few familiar tribesmen.

Then he would travel alone once again deep into the universe, comprehending the realm and sharpening his mind.

The ancestral star of the Qiyue tribe.

On this planet, there are many primitive and rustic urban buildings, a large number of training grounds, and even life-and-death fighting arenas.

Countless people of the Qiyue tribe were trained and sold in these primitive and simple cities, generation after generation.

There is only one extremely luxurious and noble city, which has a large number of entertainment venues and various indulgent ways of enjoyment.

Magnificent and extravagant.

This is the Kum Group, a place of enjoyment specially prepared for slave traders in the universe.

The Qiyue tribe’s grand festival is held once every hundred years, and it is a special festival that happens once every three hundred years. It will be a grand event, a grand event for the trade of slaves and money.

There are only about ten days left until the grand festival.

At this moment, many slave traders have already settled in this "Moon Viewing City". While enjoying the extravagant life, they are also studying the quality of the Qiyue slaves on display this time.

Inside Wangyue City.

In a private room in an independent castle.

The burly young man with cold white skin looked at the information in front of him. He seemed dull, but his pair of dark eyes were bright and shining.

"My Lord, this is all the information I have been able to collect about the 'Red Star Warrior'."

The old man with two horns, dressed in luxurious clothes, bowed his head respectfully in front of the burly young man.

This scene is very strange.

The burly young man with a dull face had the cold white skin and black eyes that were the hallmarks of the Qiyue tribe, while the old man with two horns was dressed in luxurious clothes.

In this Wangyue City, their identities are clearly reversed. The old man is a slave trader, and the burly young man should generally be a slave of the Qiyue tribe.

"My fellow Qiyue people, I have been preparing for so many years."

The burly young man's eyes contained amazing passion and brightness. They were a pair of beautiful eyes. "This mysterious warrior is a variable, but everything is still going smoothly."

He looked at the pictures in the file, which showed Zhou Ning and Mo Lian: "Sister, why did you come back here?"

"Is it fate that arranged for you to meet me?"

"This year's lacquer moon flowers will be more beautiful than ever before, you will see."

"Sister, I love you. I love my people."

After mumbling for a while, the burly young man smiled and said to the respectful old man in double-horned finery beside him: "Master, we should go and ask for an audience with Lord Lisers!"

As soon as the word "master" came out, the old man in the double-horned gorgeous clothes was startled, then he immediately stopped straightening his waist, his arrogant and extravagant temperament emerged, and he was the first to step out of the door.

The burly young man from the Qiyue tribe had all the bright light in his eyes retracted. His dull face and eyes were filled with indifference and numbness. He followed the old man like a servant.

Just like the countless slaves of the Qiyue tribe in Wangyue City.

Gold and colored glaze, luxurious and dazzling.

The old man in gorgeous clothes and the burly young man passed through dozens of gorgeous and bright streets and came to a huge and luxurious castle.

"stop!"

At the castle entrance, two star-level guards shouted angrily, while the old man in fancy clothes bowed and smiled apologetically: "I, Yip, would like to see Lord Lissus. I have already made an appointment in advance."

"Oh?"

The old man in fancy clothes, Yip, quickly put his auxiliary light computer on the instrument beside him. The words "entry allowed" appeared on the screen of the instrument, and the guards let him in.

"Wait, he can't go in!"

Suddenly, a guard pointed behind Yipu and pointed at the burly young man who was about to follow in.

"Ah, Amu is my loyal slave, he won't cause any trouble." Yip's heart trembled, but he still smiled on the surface.

"Hahaha, let them in!"

A white-haired old man walked out of the castle and said jokingly, "The master has been waiting for you for a long time. Cowardly Yipu, you must take his Amu with you wherever you go!"

"Hehe." Yip smiled awkwardly, and the dull Amu followed him into the huge and luxurious castle.

"Ip."

Sitting in the first seat was an old man with a hooked nose. This old man was only at the sixth level of the star class, but no one in the entire Prison Moon Constellation and the entire Kum Group dared to look down on him.

He, 'Lissus', is Lord Kum's trusted supervisor.

Kum is already considered a powerful figure in the Silver-Blue Empire. He started out as a slave and fought and struggled through countless experiences. In the end, he owned dozens of life planets and created the behemoth 'Kum Group'.

Kum is a hero, and Lissus is the most loyal and capable hunting dog under his command!
Usually, Kum entrusts all important affairs of the entire Kum Group to Liss.

"You repeatedly asked to see me. This was beyond your rights."

"I'm not happy, but you swore that you had contacted a big client of the Black Dragon Mountain family."

Although Liss's hair was full of silver, his eyes were still arrogant and sharp. He glanced at Yip and said, "If you disappoint me, I'm afraid you will regret it very, very much."

Cold sweat broke out on Yip's forehead and his hands were shaking slightly.

"Lord Lisers, the guests from Black Dragon Mountain happened to see Amu, and that's why they became interested in the Qiyue Clan."

Yi Pu smiled apologetically, turned around and waved: "Amu, come here! Look up!"

The dull Amu walked over, raised his head, and looked at Lises with numb and indifferent eyes.

"Guests from Black Dragon Mountain said that the eyes of the Qiyue people are very interesting."

Lissus wondered: "Eyes, guests from Black Dragon Mountain like the eyes of the Qiyue people?"

He wanted to expand the business of the Kum Group. Even if he could get a little connection with the Black Dragon Mountain family, the group's performance would skyrocket.

But what happened to the Qiyue tribe’s eyes?
Subconsciously, Lises looked carefully at Amu's indifferent, numb, dark and deep eyes.

Dark, deep, as if with infinite attraction, containing, containing
Buzz~!

Amu's eyes suddenly became bright and shining, all his consciousness and will were concentrated to the peak, and a strange and complex mental power suddenly penetrated into Lises' sea of ​​consciousness.

No one would have thought
A guard of a small slave trader actually dared to attack the second-in-command of the Kum Group, but no one could have imagined that a mere stellar-level spiritualist slave could actually master the secret method of soul enslavement!
Although, this secret method of soul enslavement is only of the lowest level and can only enslave one object.

"Can't fail!"

At this moment, Amu's mental will was extremely astonishing. The fate of the entire Qiyue tribe might depend on this most critical step.

Yipu was sweating profusely, not daring to breathe, as he waited for the result.

If Amu failed and Lissus called for help or roared, they would be torn to pieces by the large number of guards in the castle in a blink of an eye.

The almost suffocating silence lasted for about five minutes.

".Owner."

A respectful address broke the suffocating silence.

Yip relaxed and collapsed instantly.

Amu stood there, looking at Liss, who was extremely respectful to him and whose thoughts were controlled by him.
“My tribesmen, my tribesmen!”

Amu didn't move, and after a moment his body trembled slightly. The trembling became more and more violent, two tears ran down his face, and his heart was filled with infinite surges, excitement, pain, love and tenderness.

"Leathers."

Amu was shaking with excitement.

But he had to suppress all his abnormal emotions. He had now achieved victory in the most crucial step, but there were still many steps to come.

The fate of countless tribesmen depends on him.

"Use normal procedures to recover the management rights of the 'biochips' of all the Qiyue slaves of the Kum Group from the managers at all levels."

"In the name of 'Heilongshan major customer needs', respond to possible inquiries from subordinate supervisors."

"Before the Qiyue Clan's grand ceremony, the highest management authority of all Qiyue Clan slaves on the entire Qiyue Ancestral Star must be concentrated in my hands!"

Amu gave Lisers orders clearly and calmly.

Lisseth was naturally respectful and obedient.

"Very good. Also, send all the business data of the Kum Group and the management data of the slave trade of the Qiyue tribe to my intelligent brain."

Just as Lisers began to control the system, his intelligent computer suddenly gave a reminder: "Master, Mr. Ning has arrived."

"Mr. Ning?"

Amu and Yipu were both confused and alert.

"Master, he is the super genius who killed five top-level star-level warriors with one strike at Chituo Star Port."

Lisers said respectfully, "He seems to be very interested in the Qiyue Clan's Grand Ceremony. Our Kum Group must of course do our best to entertain him. According to normal logic, I should go out and greet Mr. Ning now."

Amu's heart moved, and he said to Yipu, "Let's go."

This was Zhou Ning’s first time coming to the Qiyue clan’s ancestral planet, Wangyue City.

He brought Molian to the most luxurious castle in the city. Lissus, the general manager of the Kum Group, was already waiting for him at the castle gate.

"Dear Mr. Ning."

Liss lowered his head. Even with his head lowered, the silver-haired group manager still had his usual noble and sharp aura.

Zhou Ning frowned subconsciously, feeling disgusted.

"This is my first time to visit the Qiyue Ancestral Star, and I am going to watch the Qiyue Tribe's Grand Ceremony."

"By the way, give her a copy of the information on the Qiyue slaves you are going to sell this time."

Zhou Ning gestured to Mo Lian.

"of course."

Liss smiled politely and immediately transmitted the slave information to Mo Lian, without showing any contempt for Mo Lian's identity as a member of the Qiyue clan.

After all, after the battle of Chituo Star, Mr. Ning's current status and position are so high that even Duke Fika of the Kum Group is rushing to see Mr. Ning.

At the castle entrance, two figures walked out, one in front and one behind.

Zhou Ning and Mo Lian glanced at him subconsciously.

".Amu?"

Mo Lian was stunned, staring straight at one of the dull and burly young men from the Qiyue tribe, and long-lost memories emerged clearly.

Amu, a member of the tribe whom she treated as her own brother.

A long time ago, Amu was classified as an ordinary member of the Kum Group with "mediocre qualifications" and left Qiyue Star during a large-scale sale.

She still remembered the silly boy, the boy who cried for help when he was taken away.

The immature face in my memory overlaps with the burly and dull young man not far away.

"Amu."

"The tribesmen you know?"

Zhou Ning looked at Mo Lian and sighed in his heart.

The Qiyue tribe is very miserable, and there are too many cases like Mo Lian and her tribesmen who are separated and displaced.

But what can he do?

Even though the Duke of Fika's email was quite intimate with him, even though the Duke of Fika wanted to make friends with him.

Could it be that with just one word from him, Duke Fika could disband the entire huge Kum Group, restore the freedom of trillions of Qiyue people, and give up dozens of life planets?

"Since you know him and can't bear to let him go, I will redeem him."

Zhou Ning nodded to Mo Lian: "Go ahead, I can redeem a hundred or eighty star-level ones, not to mention just one."

This was probably the only thing he could do to vindicate himself and the Qiyue Clan.

"Amu!"

There was fire burning in Mo Lian's eyes, and she bowed to Zhou Ning with great gratitude.

For the first time, Zhou Ning felt Mo Lian's strong and complex will.

She quickly flew to the two figures in the distance and faced the burly young man directly.

"Amu!"

"I'm the elder sister!"

"Amu, follow me!"

(End of this chapter)