Swallowing the Starry Sky: Qin Feng

None of the three of them were comfortable with the atmosphere of the slave market, so none of them intended to stay there any longer. They randomly picked a shop that looked decent and went inside.

Immediately, a slightly overweight man with a single horn on his forehead and scales on his face greeted them warmly.

"Welcome! Would you three like to purchase slaves?"

Qin Feng didn't waste any words and went straight to the point, asking, "We need to buy slaves. Do you have cosmic-level slaves for sale here?"

The slightly overweight man's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he replied enthusiastically, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Absolutely! Please come in, sir, let's chat in the tea room inside!"

What a big deal! How long has it been? How long has it been since we've had such a big deal? The slightly overweight man was thrilled and quickly ushered the three into the tea room, warmly pouring them hot tea!

Seeing that Qin Feng was in charge among the three, the slightly overweight man took the initiative to ask Qin Feng, "What kind of slave do you want, sir? Are there any racial or strength requirements?"

"As for strength, ideally it should be around the fifth to seventh level of the cosmic realm. There aren't any specific requirements regarding race, but it would be best if their appearance is similar to ours. How about that? Any problems?"

"Ah! This! Guest! If it's just a matter of strength, that's no problem. It's just that I don't have any slaves who are exactly like your race at the moment. After all, we don't have many slaves of the cosmic level here. However, we do have some who are roughly similar. I wonder if that would be acceptable to you? You can take a look at their detailed information."

Having said that, the slightly overweight man quickly projected a virtual screen in the air, on which detailed information about six figures appeared, including their height, race, strength, and other relevant data.

Qin Feng stepped forward and examined them one by one.

Race: Black Tower

Gender: Male

Age: 63400 years old

Strength: Universe-level Rank 6

"This one is strong enough, but he's over four meters tall, has black skin, and a single horn. He really looks like a black tower, which doesn't suit my aesthetic. Next one."

After reviewing the detailed information of six people, Qin Feng finally selected only two who were more in line with his preferences.

These two individuals belong to a clan called the Red Cloud Clan. One is male and the other is female. The male is a level 8 spiritual master at the cosmic level, but he is quite old, over 80,000 years old. Considering the cosmic level's lifespan of 100,000 years, his lifespan is less than 20,000 years.

The woman was slightly better, only a little over 50,000 years old, but her strength was only at the seventh level of the cosmic level, and she was a martial artist. Neither of them was more than three meters tall, and their appearance was most similar to that of Earthlings. However, they had some red cloud patterns naturally growing all over their bodies, which looked a bit like tattoos on Earth.

Qin Feng pointed to the images of two members of the Red Cloud Clan and asked the slightly overweight man, "What's the price range for these two?"

The slightly chubby man was overjoyed as he looked at the two strongest universe-level slaves Qin Feng had chosen. He knew that the higher the strength, the more expensive the price.

"Sir! You have excellent taste. The Red Cloud Clan is a group with exceptional cultivation talent, boasting many powerful individuals. If they hadn't offended an unapproachable expert, they wouldn't have become slaves. Therefore, their price might be slightly high,"

"Give me a price!"

The slightly chubby man rubbed his hands together and said, "To be honest, the price of a normal seventh-tier universe-level expert is between 30 billion and 30 billion universe coins, and the price of a eighth-tier universe-level expert is between 100 billion and 10 billion universe coins."

Martial artists are slightly cheaper, while mental cultivators are generally about three times more expensive than martial artists.

For example, the eighth-tier cosmic-level mentalist you just selected has considerable strength and racial talent, so slaves like him are usually priced at 100 billion cosmic coins.

As for the seventh-tier cosmic-level martial artist, he'll be cheaper, costing only 12 billion cosmic coins.

Qin Feng and his two companions were speechless. Damn! Buying slaves is convenient, but it's also incredibly expensive!

"Boss, don't lie to me. That eighth-level universe-level expert doesn't have much life left, does he?"

As for why that seventh-tier cosmic-level martial artist costs 12 billion? If he were a mentalist, I wouldn't complain even if you tripled the price to 30 billion.

He was just an ordinary martial artist. Could it be that he had some hidden talent? Or perhaps he had comprehended a domain?

"Guest! As I just mentioned, the Red Cloud Clan is different from other ordinary cosmic-level slaves. Their cultivation talent is indeed much stronger than that of ordinary slaves."

"If you put it that way, I'll be even more hesitant to buy them. If their cultivation talent is really good, what if they accidentally break through to the Domain Lord level after I buy them?"

"Boss, as a slave trader, you must have heard plenty of stories about slaves turning on their masters after breaking through to the Domain Lord level, right?"

"Ah, this! Guest! Breaking through to the Domain Lord realm isn't that easy!" the slightly overweight man said with a mournful face.

"So what's the use of their talent for cultivation? I don't dare let them break through to the Domain Lord level, and they haven't comprehended any domains, so they don't have any advantage over ordinary slaves here!"

"Guest! This is truly non-negotiable. Two cosmic-level slaves for a total of 112 billion cosmic coins is already a very reasonable price."

"If there's really no room for negotiation, then we'll have to go ask other places." With that, Qin Feng took the lead and got up to leave.

"Oh dear! No, sir! How about this? How about 111.5 billion?"

"Boss! I've wasted half a day talking to you, and you only give me 0.5 billion less!"

"How about this! Let's make it quick! 11 billion cosmic coins, and you can give me 500 level-nine spiritualists and 500 martial artists of the Eternal Star level as a bonus. If it's okay, I'll transfer the money; if not, I'll go somewhere else."

The slightly overweight man's face fell even more upon hearing this. "Guest! You've already reduced the price by 200 million cosmic coins, and now you want me to give you 1000 eternal star-level ninth-tier slaves? You should know that just 1000 eternal star-level ninth-tier slaves cost 10 trillion black dragon coins! I'll lose a fortune like this!"

"A mere 100000 trillion Black Dragon Coins, what is that compared to 110 billion Cosmic Coins?"

"Is it okay or not? Give me a straight answer! I'm busy and don't have time to waste here!"

The slightly overweight man's expression was conflicted, his heart bleeding. He paced back and forth a few steps, then gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and said, "Fine! I'll sell! I'll sell it, okay?"

"Oh dear, sir! I didn't make any money off you this time! If it weren't for the fact that it takes a very long time for a cosmic-level slave to make a single order, I would never have agreed to this price."

If you need my services again next time, please be sure to come back and patronize my business!

"Okay! Leave me your contact information later, I'll contact you directly if I need anything in the future. Let's start the transfer!"

The two quickly completed the transfer and agreed to meet at the port where the spaceship docked. The three of them left the slave market and went straight out of the city without stopping. Under the protection of the Silver Guards, they returned to the port and waited quietly on the spaceship.