Demon Dragon Emperor

Chapter 2647 Silver Eleven
Watching people order dishes may also be a rule of survival in the slave market.

In this regard, Su Han can't say too much, at least he is being greeted with a smile at the moment, and he can't reach out to hit the smiley person after all.

"Turn off the teleportation array, prohibit everyone from the Great Yanling Dynasty, and send it to the slave market!"

Mo Hai seemed to be able to see the change in Su Han's expression, but he didn't pay much attention to it, but waved his big hand and started to drink violently.

This is the only teleportation array in the entire slave market.

Under Mo Hai's order, the teleportation array was closed, and even those who had entered the slave market before were not allowed to go out, let alone anyone else who wanted to come in.

"Brother Su, what's next?" Mo Hai looked at Su Han cautiously.

To be honest, this kind of demeanor is hypocritical to the extreme.

He is obviously not afraid of Su Han, but at this moment, he is like a loyal servant.

"You don't have to."

Even though he had experienced this kind of thing in his previous life, Su Han still felt uncomfortable.

He frowned and said, "As you said before, I didn't really come here to take refuge, so let's cut down the gossip and get straight to the point, how about?"

"So good."

Mo Hai nodded and said with a smile: "However, if a rich man like Brother Su comes here, he can't just stand outside and let the wind blow and the sun shine, right? I have an elegant place, I don't know if Brother Su will be satisfied."

After the words fell, Mo Hai led Su Han through the flow of people and walked away gradually.

Along the way, Su Han's gaze also kept passing around.

As seen in the previous life, there has been no change at all.

Many slaves, with various traces drawn between their eyebrows, are locked in cages one by one like wild beasts.

The mark is a symbol of their slavery, and it can also represent what level of slave they are.

Although it didn't have much effect, their hands and feet were still blocked by chains. It seemed that because of the tightness, many people had blood flowing from their wrists and ankles.

Not just men, and not just adults.

Old and young women and children, everything that one expects to find.

Of course, they have a common feature, that is, more or less, they all have a little bit of cultivation.

Mortals are not worthy of being taken into the slave market.

"It seems that Brother Su is very interested in these slaves?"

Seeing Su Han's eyes flicking back and forth, Mo Hai couldn't help laughing and said, "It's boring to walk like this, how about asking Mo to explain to Brother Su?"

Su Han nodded slightly, but did not refuse.

"Look over there."

Mo Hai pointed to a middle-aged man not far away, and said, "This person's name is recorded in the memory spar, but we are still used to calling him by the slave code name."

Su Han followed where he pointed, but saw the middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a lot of blood on his face. Not only his wrists, ankles, but even his neck were covered with chains.

The center of his eyebrows was also engraved with a mark, and the mark depicts two stars.

Two-star slave!

There is no doubt that this middle-aged man was a monk in the fairyland before he became a slave, and even now.

"His slave codename is Silver Eleven."

Mo Haidao: "This person's cultivation is only in the third-order fairyland, but there is one thing that I think will arouse Brother Su's interest."

"What?" Su Han asked.

"It took him only 8000 years to practice from a mortal until now."

Even Mo Hai, when he said this, a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"Ok?"

Here, Su Han was even more shocked by the speed of this person's cultivation.

It only took 8000 years from mortals to start cultivating to this third-order fairyland?

What kind of amazing speed is this?

You know, if you count the time in the Holy Son Xumijie, even Su Han and others have lived for more than 8000 years!

Moreover, Su Han's current cultivation is only at the upper sub-immortal level!

Of course, this is because Su Han has nine main deities.

But even for other people, in terms of aptitude alone, the one with the strongest martial arts aptitude in the Phoenix Sect is Shen Li.

And Shen Li, counting the training time in the Holy Son Sumeru Precepts, definitely more than 8000 years!

Perhaps it was the conditions of the inferior star field that limited Shen Li's cultivation speed, but it had to be admitted that the cultivation aptitude of this middle-aged man was indeed terrifying.

"What price?" Su Han asked straight to the point.

To be honest, whenever someone with such aptitude appears, Su Han can't help but want to be accepted into the Phoenix Sect.

With his training, coupled with the assistance of the holy son Xu Mijie, the other party will definitely soar into the sky!
"Although this person's aptitude is extremely strong, his cultivation base is still low, so the price is not too expensive."

Mo Hai let it go, and said with a smile: "300 million immortal crystals."

Su Han was silent and did not speak.

People in the slave market, like Mo Hai, obviously wouldn't raise the price of slaves just because Su Han was rich.

What price should be, what price should be, unless it is due to the slave itself, otherwise, there will be no increase or decrease.

300 million fairy crystals, to buy a third-tier fairyland slave, to be honest, it's expensive.

And it is very expensive!
If you use 300 million fairy crystals to buy the second-grade explosive beads, you can buy nearly five pieces.

And five fairy crystals are enough to kill five top-level existences in the fairyland!

However, the slave market has insight into people's hearts, and they must know that anyone who wants to buy this Silver Eleven must be looking at his aptitude, not his cultivation.

Like Su Han.

A slave has different values ​​in different people's hearts.

Obviously, the silver eleven is still worth the price in Su Han's eyes.

"There are no other conditions?" Su Han asked.

"What conditions can a fairyland have? All slaves who have the conditions are above the fairyland." Mo Hai shook his head.

Selling slaves in the slave market is not sold by everyone. For example, those high-level slaves need certain conditions to buy. This Su Han knew it in his previous life, so he asked this question.

"I want this person, and we will pay the bill together at the end." Su Han said as he walked.

"Haha, this is naturally excellent." Mo Hai immediately showed a happy smile.

Not long after, he pointed to a woman with a very good figure and a beautiful appearance in the distance, and said in a low voice: "Brother Su, what do you think of this one?"

"Fairyland?"

Su Han felt the woman's cultivation level, and immediately shook his head: "No."

"Brother Su, I need to remind you that this is a descendant of the fox demon clan. They have always been good at being charming and enchanting. Although their cultivation level is relatively low, their kung fu in certain aspects is in the realm of fairy emperor and fairy emperor. I have to be amazed!" When Mo Hai spoke, he blinked at Su Han again.

Su Han looked at the woman again.

The latter seemed to sense Su Han's gaze, and also looked at him.

Those eyes, like flowing autumn water, were full of pleading and resentment, making one unable to help but want to love and pity her.

Even Su Han, at that moment, felt a little bit moved.

However, it was only for a moment.

"The roots of troubles."

After saying four words lightly, Su Han withdrew his gaze, and gradually moved away amidst Mo Hai's regretful expression.

(End of this chapter)