"ah!"

Zhao Li couldn't control his emotions for a moment, and he was so frightened that he shouted. Everyone around him was startled, and Chu Yao was also stunned for a moment.

"I...I won't go, don't choose me, Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang!"

He was so frightened that his legs weakened and he collapsed on the ground, his body shaking non-stop.

The other slaves looked surprised. They were all jumping high to be chosen. Why are you still unwilling to leave?

"Sir Wang, what does this mean?" Chu Yao asked the officer with a stern face.

The "Uncle Wang" in Zhao Li's mouth is the steward of the quarry here.

"Hey, Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry." Chief Wang glared at Zhao Li, then took Chu Yao aside and whispered:

"This guy's mother, he doesn't know anything about a colleague of mine. That colleague was recently promoted..."

After a few words, Chu Yao already understood what kind of backer Zhao Li had.

"What's the name of your colleague?" She just asked casually. Even if she couldn't take Zhao Li away, she could still cure him.

"My surname is Zou, my name is Zou Chenggong. He used to be in charge of the Xiaoyu City area. Do you know Mr. Zhou?"

Chu Yao's expression suddenly became extremely exciting, and he almost couldn't help but break the skill.

Zou Chenggong, isn't he the commander of Beishan Mine, Fatty Zou?

Moreover, Elder Liu Yun of the Chongyun Sect seemed to have broken away from his status as a slave just because he followed Fatty Zou.

But as far as she knew, Elder Liu Yun had never gotten married, so the relationship between Zhao Li and her was interesting.

"He's an acquaintance, so I won't make it difficult for you." Chu Yao said with a smile, then turned around and patted Zhao Li twice.

"It's a pity. You are a very strong young man, so I won't take you away."

Zhao Li looked at Chu Yao's hands slapping him in horror, and kept hinting to himself:

It's okay, everyone has lost their cultivation, he can't do anything, he can't do anything...

His face turned green, and his teeth kept chattering. The Tianyin Sect disciples who were picked away were very happy to see this scene, but there were only one or two who didn't quite understand it, and felt that Zhao Li couldn't be taken away and tortured. pity.

Yao Han observed this "Boss Zhou" calmly, feeling that the underhand style seemed familiar, as if he was a certain Supreme Elder he had seen...

"Well, are you almost done with your selection?" Chu Yao pretended to wander to Yao Han's side casually, as if talking to himself.

"Western District, fifteen." Yao Han tried his best not to let his movements be noticed, turned sideways, uttered four words, and said no more.

Chu Yao understood instantly.

"Sir Wang, we've almost seen the East District. Let's go to the West District and have a look. I'll pick another twenty people and that's it."

"Hey, it's easy to talk about. Please come over here!"

The next process was similar to the previous one. Chu Yao rescued the remaining fifteen Tianyin Sect disciples from more than four hundred people in the Western District.

She didn't know them all, so she occasionally looked at Yao Han, and with the hint in his eyes, he was finally taken away without leaving anyone behind.

Chu Yao saw some of the unselected slaves showing desperate looks, but she was helpless.

She is not a saint, she cannot save everyone here, that is unrealistic.

And these people have nothing to do with her, so why should she take the risk to save them?

She only has Tianyin Sect in her heart, nothing more.

"Oh, Mr. Zhou is doing big business this time. He has selected thirty-eight people in total!" Chief Wang rubbed his hands with a smile.

"Are we still going to the market price? Don't worry, I will definitely give you a bigger discount today. Then Zhao Li really has nothing to do, so I will just treat it as an apology to you!"

Do slaves still have a market price? Chu Yao was a little stunned by the question, but she concealed it well:

"Well, it's still the market price! Look how much it costs."

"Five thousand per person, thirty-eight people equals 190,000. I'll give you a 20% discount and a small change. Just give me 150,000!"

Tsk, so cheap?

She thought how much a living person could be sold for, but it turned out to be so worthless in today's society.

However, she had no intention of paying for it herself.

"One hundred and fifty thousand, no problem. In this case, I will sign an IOU for you first, and then you can go directly to Ding Nan at Shanquan Manor in Shihuan to ask for it!"

"No problem, no problem." Chief Wang smiled and looked at "Zhou Cheng" in front of him writing an IOU for him.

As for asking for money afterward, he didn't doubt it. Zhou Cheng's quirk was not to deposit money in the bank. Everyone in the circle knew that he had done a lot of writing IOUs in the past.

"It's done, take a look."

"No need to read! I, Old Wang, can trust Mr. Zhou's credibility!" Commander Wang said as he put the IOU in his pocket.

There was another moment of insincerity between the two, and a group of slaves, led by two big men in black, boarded a large truck.

"Mr. Zhou, come back when you have time. Call in advance next time. We two brothers must have a drink!"

"Definitely next time!" Chu Yao said goodbye to Commander Wang with a smile. Under his watch, he also boarded the car and drove away amidst the roar of the engine.

Then Chief Wang took the IOU out of his pocket and looked at it over and over again, with a smile on his face.

For them, selling slaves is a sure-profit business, and Yali Company turns a blind eye to what these lower-level employees do.

Ari Company is essentially an interstellar colonization company, and the most indispensable resource for such a company is people.

As the company conquers more planets, more and more alien barbarians will be captured, and distributing them into slaves is just one of the ways to deal with them.

Moreover, the entire Lingyuan Star, except for a small part, is the territory of Ari Company. There is essentially no difference between buying and selling slaves. They just continue to work for the company in another place.

Chief Wang was overjoyed, and Chu Yao was even more happy.

What is a white wolf with empty gloves?

Without moving a single soldier, he rushed into the hinterland of the place and rescued thirty-eight disciples, and he didn't have to pay for it himself!

Thinking about Ding Nan's possible expression after seeing the 150,000 bill, Chu Yao wanted to laugh.

Ever since I came to this Tianren society, I haven’t had such a good time in a long time. It’s so fun!

She will not sympathize with the Yutou Gang. The two sides are now in the same situation. The more uncomfortable the Yutou Gang is, the happier Chu Yao will be!

After this trip, all Chu Yao lost was the spiritual power to maintain the Transformation Art, and the 1,400 yuan spent on renting a car and hiring people.

Yes, she rented this truck and the two men dressed like bodyguards. The truck costs one thousand a day, and the two people charge two hundred each.

Now the two people have gone to the cab to drive, and only Chu Yao and the thirty-eight people who were rescued are left in the carriage.

Although these people had been rescued, they were not yet confirmed to be out of danger. Everyone sat quietly where they were without saying a word.

It's a pity that Chu Yao was in a hurry when renting a car, otherwise he should have found a seat with seats, but now everyone can only sit on the ground.

Chu Yao coughed lightly, then waved his hand and placed a soundproof cover in the carriage!

Then under the shocked eyes of everyone, the magic formula in his hand changed, and a ghost like a knife came out of the air and shuttled back and forth among the crowd!

This ghost sword was like a strong wind, passing over everyone's necks. Wherever it went, the sound of gold and iron stood up, and the slave rings were broken into two pieces!

Someone has already recognized this strange spell:

"Soul-collecting knife! This is..."

Chu Yao stopped pretending, put his hand on his face, held his head high, and his hair was flying!

"The Supreme Elder!"

"Elder Chu!"

"Uncle Chu!"

As if a bomb was dropped into the lake, the crowd burst into cheers!

Some people were extremely excited, while others cried bitterly and shouted Chu Yao's name repeatedly.

Supreme Elder, what a heavy title this is.

The person holding this title is the pinnacle of the Feng Yuan cultivation world, the only one among tens of millions of people, the all-powerful Nascent Soul cultivator, and the well-deserved overlord!

And for the people of the Tianyin Sect who have lost their homes and become homeless, she is everyone's reassurance.

A sect will never fall as long as the Supreme Elder is still there!

As long as the Nascent Soul cultivator is still there, he will not die!

Chu Yao's face remained calm, but his heart was also filled with excitement.

After nearly a year of running around, she finally made it this far.

Although only a small number of people have been rescued, more people will definitely be rescued in the future!

Rebuilding Tianyin is not an unattainable dream!

Yao Han also had tears in his eyes at this time, but he controlled his emotions well and bowed down:

"The inner sect Yao Han, personally passed down by Elder Muxian, pays homage to the Supreme Elder!"

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