Swallowing the Starry Sky Starts with a Sword

Chapter 90 starts today!
Amu had an indifferent expression as he stared at Mo Lian who was blocking his way.

My heart was shaken and filled with complicated feelings.

"Sir, my husband is willing to buy him. How much does he want?" Mo Lian asked Yi Pu anxiously.

Would you like to buy me?
Sister, you met a kind person.

However, the fate of the Qiyue tribe must be in our own hands. No amount of kindness can save us.
Amu knew it clearly, he had already removed the "biochip" in his mind, so how could he be bought and sold as a slave again?

His plan was proceeding step by step, and it seemed that the fate of the entire Qiyue tribe would be reversed.

Sister, I'm sorry, sister.

Amu's heart was filled with complex and surging emotions, but his expression remained dull and indifferent. He said to Mo Lian calmly: "Who are you? I can't remember you."

He bowed slightly to Yip: "I only wish to follow my master forever."

Yipu also understood and said with a smile: "Sorry, sorry, Amu has followed me for too long. He is my capable slave and I can't live without him."

".Can't remember me?"

Mo Lian trembled.

For more than a thousand years, she has never forgotten the younger brother who followed her. She has never forgotten him.

Zhou Ning sighed as he stood in the distance.

Human thoughts are inherently complex. Even the most profound and engraved things in one's memory may be forgotten over a long period of time and experience.

A brother and sister who were separated by the slave trade reunited after a thousand years.

He was willing to help Mo Lian and reunite them.

But my brother even forgot about her.

"Sorry, sorry."

Yipu smiled apologetically and left with Amu. Amu turned around and left Molian with the posture of a burly servant.

Sister, wait for me for ten days, just wait for me for ten days.
The dull expression and indifferent eyes reveal a burning and majestic soul!
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Virtual universe, inside the killing space.

"Following the rules, being close to the rules, is perfection."

"Only by challenging the rules and breaking away from them can we surpass perfection!"

Under the endless moonlight.

He confronted and fought against his perfect opponent. The swordsmanship of both sides contained the ultimate mysteries of the fifth level of thunder and lightning, and their fighting secrets all reached an incredible level.

I'm afraid that if the universe-level and domain-lord strongmen come to watch this battle, they will be shocked by every simple sword light and every body movement of both sides, which even surpasses their combat realm.

It’s the pinnacle, hard to tell who’s better.

The difference is that
On one side, he was cold and reserved, even his eyes and will did not show any fluctuations, and his swordsmanship perfectly followed the rules of thunder and lightning.

On the other hand, one side is filled with endless, high-spirited and fierce will. Every flash of the sword seems to be a will that wants to override and control the rules!
"break!"

"Break open!"

"You are a stone, a puppet, and you deserve to be called perfect?!"

Zhou Ning shouted angrily. His mind and will had been infinitely concentrated. In the countless times of swords crossing, he even had a faint feeling that it was his mind that was controlling the rules and was about to touch a higher realm.

But this obstacle has been hindering him for a long time.

The moon is coming.

In the central area of ​​Wangyue City, there is a luxurious castle. This is Zhou Ning’s temporary residence.

Zhou Ning changed into casual clothes and came to the pavilion high on the castle.

Always stuck in front of that layer of shackles, he would occasionally feel bored and want to relax.

"Is this the moon of the Qiyue Clan?"

Under the melodious moonlight, Zhou Ning raised his head and looked into the night at the gentle and quiet purple moon.

It’s really similar to Earth.

Although the Earth's moon is not purple.

But under this moonlight, looking at the bright moon in the distance, that quiet and peaceful feeling is really familiar.

"Bright moon, homesickness, memories"

Looking at the bright moon when you are alone always makes you feel as if you are seeing into the depths of your own heart.

The cool night wind blew, and the corners of Zhou Ning's clothes fluttered.

He remembered many things again.

I remember the first time I saw slaves of so many races on Qiulong Star.

Because Mo Lian is closer to the appearance of an Earthling, and because Mo Lian's original name is translated into Chinese as 'the pitch-black and dull Qiyuehua', Qiyuehua is very similar to lotus.

So he took Mo Lian away.

Because of Mo Lian, he got to know more about the Qiyue Clan, including the Prison Moon Seat, the Qiyue Ancestral Star, the Qiyue Clan’s Grand Ceremony, and the Qiyue Clan’s past history.
This race has been enslaved for more than ten thousand years.

The maximum lifespan of a ninth-order stellar expert is only 10,000 years, and the Qiyue clan has barely produced any cosmic-level ones.

This means that most of the old members of the Qiyue tribe who experienced the era of freedom are now dead.

The members of the Qiyue tribe in the new era all grew up in an environment of slavery and captivity.

From Zhou Ning's perspective, the Qiyue tribe could hardly escape the fate of eternal slavery.

There are countless enslaved races in the universe, and the Qiyue people are just an inconspicuous and common one.

Zhou Ning really wanted to help them.

But at least, his abilities now are extremely limited.

If he becomes famous in the top genius competition in the next few years, he should be able to help the Qiyue tribe get rid of their difficulties.

But in this vast universe, with so many enslaved human races, how can he help?

"Amu."

He recalled the burly and dull young man from the Qiyue tribe. Judging from Mo Lian's previous reaction, they must have been extremely close when they were young, even with a relationship like family.

But more than a thousand years passed, and Amu also forgot about Mo Lian.

"Bright moon, can you illuminate my heart?"

Zhou Ning sighed. He only hoped that he would never become Amu and never forget the people closest to him.

"After the Qiyue Clan's Grand Ceremony, we will prepare to plan for opportunities in the Thunder World."

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The subtle fragrance of flowers permeates the Moon Watching City.

Every street, every building, every castle, and every pavilion is decorated with many beautiful flowers in full bloom, the most common of which is the lotus-shaped lacquer moonflower.

White, brown, violet, lavender, ink.
The lacquer moonflower is really beautiful, and its strange and refreshing fragrance penetrates the lungs and seems to touch the human soul.

A human race that has existed for millions of years has given its name to a flower. It is easy to imagine the important position of the Qiyue flower in the culture of the Qiyue people.

The Qiyue tribe’s grand festival is always held during the season when the Qiyue flowers bloom.

only.

Over the past ten thousand years.

During the grand festival, the Qiyue flowers are still in full bloom, but countless Qiyue people hang their heads and appear in Wangyue City as slaves being sold.

".Dear gentlemen and ladies from the Milky Way and the Silver-Blue Empire!"

On a specially built platform.

A loud and excited voice rang out, and the host in an exquisite dress was full of passion. In front of him, in the hall with a diameter of more than ten kilometers, in the boxes far apart, there were a large number of men and women in luxurious and elegant clothes.

“Three hundred years!”

"This is the Qiyue Clan's special grand festival that takes place once every three hundred years!"

"Oh, the fragrance of the moonflower"

The host looked intoxicated, and then waved his hand fiercely: "The two great sights of the Prison Moon Seat - the beautiful Lacquer Moon Flowers and the high-quality Lacquer Moon Clan slaves!"

boom.
The ground in the guild hall shook, and pieces of crystal ground sank and sank. When the ground rose again, groups of Qiyue people were already standing on it.

Most of them hung their heads, some were indifferent and numb, some were cowering in fear, some were dazed, and a very few even cried.

"Everyone knows that the special grand festival held every three hundred years represents the best products of our Kum Group, a large number of Qiyue slaves from the third to the ninth level of the star class!"

The host spoke in a loud voice, and the eyes of the slave traders in the boxes surrounding the guild hall lit up.

Stellar slave!
Even though one can buy star-level slaves at will on Qiulong Star, the power and prosperity of Qiulong Star even surpasses the capital star of the Silver-Blue Empire.

The slave market of Qiulong Star is definitely a super high-end market.

The slave traders in the Silver-Blue Empire and even in the Milky Way galaxy normally buy and sell apprentice-level and planetary-level slaves. After all, there are not many stellar-level powerhouses on ordinary life planets.

The Kum Group sells a large number of stellar slaves every three hundred years. This is a grand event for countless slave traders in the Silver-Blue Empire!
"On display now are 3089 third-level stellar slaves!"

"Every 10 slaves make up a unit, for a total of 309 units, and the last unit consists of 9 slaves."

"Ladies and gentlemen, make your offer!"

At the highest point of the hall, there is a place that is far more spacious and luxurious than any other box, and can be called a palace.

Zhou Ning sat in the center, watching everything below.

Not far from him was a middle-aged man with elegant white hair, a plump figure, and a gentle and noble look.

Duke of Fika.

"Haha, Mr. Ning is very curious about the Qiyue Clan's Grand Ceremony. In fact, this Grand Ceremony is just about selling some slaves."

Duke Fika was very friendly to Zhou Ning during his conversation: "However, the quality of these Qiyue slaves is indeed good. If Mr. Ning is interested, I can give you fifty star-level ninth-level slaves."

"It's really good."

Zhou Ning stared at the thousands of Qiyue people below. One has to know that the lifespan of a star is over ten thousand years, and it is very exaggerated for an ordinary life planet to give birth to dozens of stars.

There are only more than 30 life-bearing planets in the Prison Moon Constellation. For the grand festival held every 300 years, thousands of third-order star-level slaves can be gathered.

He had also read the information about this grand festival. There were more than 11,000 star-level Qiyue people who were used as commodities, and more than 400 of them were at the ninth level of the star level.

Obviously, the genes of the Qiyue tribe itself are very powerful.

But in the universe, suppressing a powerful race and enslaving a race through various means are very common methods.

Zhou Ning looked to the other side of the hall, where a tall, thin man was sitting on a carpeted chair. He noticed Zhou Ning's gaze and responded with a standard smile.

Like a polite wolf.

"Kum."

Zhou Ning felt a chill in his heart, as he had read this person's information.

Kum is a ferocious wolf, and can even be said to be a tyrant.

He was also a slave in his early years and was sold into the universe. It seems that because of his hard work and fighting skills, he won the favor of his master and was granted freedom.

After regaining his freedom, Kum relied on his accumulated money to return to the slave industry as a slave trader.

He had been a slave in the past and was well aware of the methods used by slave traders.

When he became a slave trader, he not only intensified the methods he had learned, but even more terrifyingly, he understood the psychology of the slaves very well!
He transformed from a sheep eaten by wolves to a wolf that eats sheep. He was more cruel, ruthless and outstanding than the average slave trader.

Kum's business quickly grew and expanded, even affecting the interests of other slave traders in the area.

The slave traders united and wanted to teach Kum a lesson.

During the crisis, Kum showed his fierce tactics. On the one hand, he gave up his interests and divided several slave traders.

On the one hand, he would deal with the slave traders who targeted him the most at all costs, even if their business plummeted, in order to tear off a piece of their flesh.

Even the slave traders arranged a raid.

During the attack, the hidden Kum took action. He turned out to be a powerful warrior with rich fighting experience. He never gave up on honing his own training.

All the slave bodyguards died, as did the attackers. The only person who survived was the seriously injured Kum.

But the slave traders were also completely intimidated by him.

After the incident, Kum quickly swept through the area and became the sole slave trader. He was even recognized by some important figures and his power grew stronger.
He fought step by step, gained more power step by step, and was valued by Duke Fika, who made him manage the Prison Moon Seat.

Until now, Kum has grown from a lowly slave to a powerful figure who controls the huge Kum Group.

“The power of the mind.”

“For some strong people, their spiritual strength comes from protection and love.”

“For some strong people, their strength comes from persistence and perseverance.”

"Human nature is diverse. There are many powerful people in the universe like Kumu. He only cares about himself. Apart from that, he can be extremely cruel and crazy to everyone and everything."

Many people follow principles, right and wrong, good and evil.

People like Kum can't speak.

He would rather enslave and exploit hundreds of billions of people, and accumulate countless trillions of people from generation to generation, using countless people as a stepping stone for his power.

Zhou Ning withdrew his gaze and continued to look at everything in the hall. Mo Lian stood behind him with her head lowered.

A great festival held once every three hundred years.

The host was very good at controlling the situation and stirring emotions, and in just less than two hours, more than 10,000 star-level Qiyue tribesmen had been auctioned off in the hall.

All the photographed members of the Qiyue tribe will be gathered in a warehouse near the guild hall, and will be delivered to the slave traders in batches after the grand ceremony.

Now, it is the highlight of this festival - 473 ninth-level star-level Qiyue people.

"Wow~ Stellar level nine!"

The host's expression was rich and exaggerated: "It's only one level away from the universe level!"

"Except for the strong ones above the universe level, the ninth level of the star level can basically walk sideways in the endless universe."

"Gentlemen, this is top quality!"

Inside a private room in the hall, the burly young man from the Qiyue tribe, 'Amu', stood in front of the window, staring at everything below quietly, his eyes sparkling.

Ip stood behind him in awe.

Amu is not a slave, Yipu is the slave!

"473 Stellar-level th ​​order"

Because of the existence of the biochip, once the biochip is implanted in the brain, it will be completely loyal to its owner and will not even have the thought of resistance.

Those members of the Qiyue tribe who were slightly more talented had biochips implanted in them during their training and had no chance of resistance at all.

Over the past ten thousand years, there has never been a precedent of resistance from the Black Moon slaves in the Prison Moon Constellation.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone present now, these 473 ninth-level star-level Qiyue tribe members are not just super powerful people, but safe and high-quality commodities.

"In the entire Guild Hall, and even in the entire Moon-Watching City, there are no more than thirty Star-level Nine-Ranks under the Kum Group."

"Duke Fika's guards have one hundred ninth-level star-level guards, but their mission is to protect Duke Fika. They will never fight to the death with us."

"The total number of guards of these slave traders is only about forty at the ninth level of the star level."

"Even if that genius warrior has no reason or ability to fight with the Qiyue people."

In the host's high-pitched voice and the fragrance of the lacquer moon flower.
All the slave traders, even the members of the Kum Group, including Zhou Ning, Duke Fika and Kum himself, did not notice anything unusual.

Silently, a message passed through the biochips in the brains of more than 400 Qiyue clan warriors and appeared in their minds.
".Great, the last auction has ended!"

The host was about to talk about the next steps, when suddenly——

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom.
Inside the hall, countless terrifying and majestic energy and mental power fluctuations rose into the sky like a volcanic eruption!

The energy fluctuations gathered with all the strength of 473 ninth-order star-level warriors, just by accumulating them without releasing them, was enough to scare everyone in the entire Moon-Watching City!

"what happened?!"

"Kum Group!"

"You are crazy, what are you doing!"

In every box in the hall, the slave traders were terrified. They even thought that the Kum Group was going to attack them.

After all, more than 400 powerful slaves working together can only be controlled by the Kum Group.

"what?!"

Inside the guild hall, Zhou Ning, Duke Fika, and Kum himself were also extremely shocked.

"Damn it, who gave the order? Liss!"

"No, it can't be Lissers, who on earth is it? Damn it!"

Kum was like a man-eating wolf, with cruel and bloodshot eyes. Who was controlling the more than 400 ninth-level star-level slaves?

He knew how serious this matter was, especially since Duke Fika was here.

The Qom Group may be destroyed as a result.

The whole place was shaken. With a loud bang, a box in the hall exploded.
A burly young man from the Qiyue tribe, his dark eyes extremely bright, looked around at all the people around him, including countless slave traders and Kum.

A resounding voice rang out: "From today on, the Qiyue Clan will regain their freedom!!"

(End of this chapter)