Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Chapter 619: Chapter 619: Auction
 

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“Look what I’ve caught!”

A Jackal-Wolf person swaggered, shaking the child that it was holding upside down by the leg.

This was its spoils of war just “dug up” from an underground burrow.

Although Jackal-Wolf people held a low status within the Monster Race, they were cunning, ferocious, and very adept at digging tunnels. Coupled with their keen sense of smell, very few Cultivators hiding underground could escape their pursuit.

Most importantly, the tunnels connecting Flying Catkins Valley to the outside world had all been destroyed by the Great Monster Giant Elephant.

Some Cultivators hiding underground had sadly met their fate, while the rest were captured one after another by the Jackal-Wolf people.

Of course, the Jackal-Wolf people’s excavation efforts were not always smooth sailing.

They encountered strong resistance and suffered casualties as well.

But once such situations arose, two Golden Core Great Demons, transformed into human form, would immediately rush over.

Either they would drive the resistors out from underground or crush and kill them on the spot!

The Great Monster Giant Elephant was adept at earth-related Spells and possessed powerful Innate Divine Abilities, rendering the hiding places of the Cultivators of Flying Catkins Camp utterly useless.

This Jackal-Wolf person had stumbled upon an easy catch, snaring a child with delicate, lovely features.

It couldn’t help but swallow its saliva, greed apparent in its wolfish eyes.

Subconsciously grinding its sharp teeth.

The captured child, only three or four years old, was already petrified with tears streaming down her face, her limbs flailing as she incessantly cried out, “Daddy, mommy, please save me!”

Her crying was pitiful and desolate, prompting many of the kneeling Cultivators around to show looks of compassion.

But the Jackal-Wolf person holding her became even more excited, sticking out its wet tongue, about to lick the little girl’s cheek.

Snap!

A companion slapped the back of its head, chastising, “Stop playing around, focus on the task at hand!”

The admonished Jackal-Wolf person sullenly retracted its tongue and threw the little girl among the captives.

At this moment, the Jackal-Wolf people’s search operation was drawing to a close.

Meanwhile, two Golden Core Great Demons conversed with a group of about a dozen Cultivators in a rather haughty manner.

These Cultivators came from different Flying Warships and, after brief discussions with the Golden Core Great Demons, quickly reached a consensus and then proceeded to the bidding phase.

The first batch of fifty Cultivators was strung together like livestock and led in by the Jackal-Wolf people.

Presented for the bidders to inspect.

Some of these Cultivators had ashen faces, some bore looks of humiliation, while some glared with rage, and others trembled with fear.

The bidders scrutinized their own kind with eyes that one would use to evaluate livestock, filled with cold calculations.

It was clear they were well accustomed to this.

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“Five thousand five hundred.”

“Six thousand!”

The auction moved swiftly, and after a brief but intense round of bidding, the victors were quickly determined.

One of them handed over a Storage Bag filled with Spirit Stones to a Golden Core Great Demon, then commanded his people to take the captives onto his own Flying Warship.

Cries and pleas suddenly erupted.

These sounds came from the family members of the Cultivators who were being taken away, watching helplessly as the pillars of their homes, their loved ones, were led away, leaving them heartbroken.

Bones separated from flesh, spouses ripped apart, friends and relatives left unreachable…

Many Cultivators were at their breaking point, their struggles only bringing about the fierce whipping of the Jackal-Wolf people.

Cultivators with their Mana bound were utterly powerless against these specially crafted whips, taking lashes that left their skin split and flesh torn, bleeding profusely.

Although the injuries were not severe, the pain was excruciating!

Then came the second batch, and the third…

The Cultivators of Flying Catkins Camp, along with their families, were roughly categorized into different qualities and assigned starting prices for the bidding.

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The highest price naturally belonged to Purple Mansion cultivators; Qi Cultivators were much cheaper, adult cultivators were worth several times more than children, and female cultivators were worth more Spirit Stones than male cultivators.

Wang Chen, who was more than twenty miles away from Flying Catkins Valley, witnessed their slaughter, humiliation, and the auction process, and the anger in his heart was indescribable in words.

Although Wang Chen didn’t feel a sense of belonging to the Flying Catkins Camp, as he always drifted outside the Flying Catkins Valley except for his close dealings with Zhang Mushan’s family, he had no other friends.

Wang Chen merely considered this place a temporary foothold.

A starting point in a new world.

However, when he saw these Loose Cultivators reduced to livestock, butchered at will, he couldn’t suppress a sense of sorrow that hurt by their plight.

Wang Chen had never thought the fate of the lower cultivators in the Haotian Upper Realm could be even more tragic than in the Mountain and Sea Realm!

Is this really the legendary true Immortal Realm?

Wang Chen realized that he knew too little about the cruelty of this world.

But anger aside, Wang Chen did not lose his rationality.

To tell the truth, Wang Chen didn’t care much about the other cultivators from the Flying Catkins Camp, except for Zhang Mushan’s family.

As an illegal immigrant in the Upper Realm, the fact that Wang Chen could gain a foothold here and even obtain the Apart Registry of Yongle Immortal City was greatly due to Zhang Mushan’s efforts.

Although Zhang Mushan mainly helped to repay Wang Chen for saving his son, their friendship was very good.

Therefore, utilizing the Upper Clear Qiankun Mirror and hiding in a secret tunnel, Wang Chen spied on Flying Catkins Valley from twenty to thirty miles away, not choosing to flee quietly despite the certain risk.

Perhaps good people are rewarded after all; Zhang Mushan’s family was quite lucky, they were not harmed in the previous battle, and although they all became captives, at least they were all alive and well.

Zhang Mushan and his wife and children were auctioned off in batches, and the couple along with their twin daughters were bought by the same person.

Only Zhang Zhuanghu was unlucky enough to be taken to another Flying Warship!

Just as the auction was about to end, the three Great Monsters who had gone after True Person Mu returned.

And they brought back True Person Mu!

Plop!

This Golden Core True Person was thrown on the ground like a dead dog, his body and face covered in bloodstains, his eyes tightly closed and complexion pale as gold paper, his clothes tattered beyond recognition, truly in the ultimate state of disarray.

“A third-layer Golden Core True Person.”

The Great Monster who captured True Person Mu spoke in a deep voice, “Starting bid, five hundred Upper Spirits!”

Five hundred Upper Spirits?

A crowd of bidders looked at each other in dismay.

But soon someone made an offer, “Five hundred fifty Upper Spirits!”

“I bid six hundred!”

“Seven hundred!”

It was evident that Golden Core True Persons were still popular; the bidders were very enthusiastic, and the price climbed steadily.

The final selling price was one thousand one hundred Upper Spirits!

“Let’s go!”

Having obtained the Spirit Stones, the Great Monster snorted, growling, “Brothers, let’s go home!”

The other four Great Monsters responded in unison, “Home!”

They had appeared suddenly, and their departure was just as abrupt and decisive.

In the blink of an eye, they left along with the Jackal-Wolf People.

Subsequently, one Flying Warship after another soared into the sky, vanishing into different directions of the horizon.

But two Flying Warships and a large number of cultivators stayed behind, including hundreds of Loose Cultivators from the Flying Catkins Camp and their families.

Among them were Zhang Mushan, his wife, and their twin daughters!

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