The auction ended, and Lu Xuanji acquired ten female cultivator furnaces, fully loaded and ready to return.
Divine thoughts flickered around, with so cultivators transmitting ssages to inform others to ambush and snatch treasures halfway.
Lu Xuanji, however, remained calm as he entered a certain VIP booth.
An Biyu said with a complex expression, "Friend, you’re quite generous and wealthy!"
"Money is ant to be spent; would you expect to be a miser?" Lu Xuanji said indifferently. "I want to use the teleportation array to leave."
"Certainly!" An Biyu said, "You have tracking marks left by so people on you. I’ll erase them for you now!"
With a wave of her hand, she wiped away various marks from him.
Lu Xuanji smiled slightly, "You’re very generous, friend!"
He had noticed those marks and was curious about An Biyu’s choice.
An Biyu’s choice satisfied him.
"We are rchants, not bandits. In the eyes of a rchant, maintaining custor interests ensures self-interest. If custors aren’t protected and get ambushed often, our business will decline too!" An Biyu laughed, "Welco to co again, friend!"
Lu Xuanji said, "Certainly!"
An Biyu was silent for a mont, but then said, "Those female cultivators mostly have clans or sects that are destroyed, or they are born loose cultivators, captured and brought here. I hope you treat them well!"
"Of course, I am not one to be cruel!"
Lu Xuanji said.
An Biyu added, "Friend, this is the HeHuan Pearl, a treasure of the Joyful Union Demon Sect, considered a bonus for purchasing the furnaces. If you implant the HeHuan Pearl into the body of a furnace, you can control their life and death."
As she spoke, she handed over a box.
Lu Xuanji opened the box to find ten pink pearls inside.
He pinched one pink pearl and carefully observed its function, recalling certain rumors.
Rumor has it that the HeHuan Pearl is one of the precious treasures of the Joyful Union Demon Vein, extrely evil and vicious. If implanted into the Golden Core or Nascent Soul of a female cultivator, it could be used by and controlled by others, dictating their life and death. Unexpectedly, the Duobao Building had such treasures, eliminating custors’ worries.
Lu Xuanji said, "What are the drawbacks?"
An Biyu said, "The HeHuan Pearl can control up to Divinity Transformation practitioners, but once a cultivator steps into Refining Void, they can easily break its control."
"Thank you!"
Lu Xuanji said.
After saying this, under An Biyu’s guidance, Lu Xuanji entered a teleportation array.
As the array was activated, Lu Xuanji vanished.
...
With a change in the void, when he reappeared, Lu Xuanji was already hundreds of thousands of miles away.
He was in the wilderness.
With a flicker of his form, Lu Xuanji disappeared and left.
As for those covetously eyeing him and wanting to ambush him halfway, they wouldn’t even encounter a hair of his.
The previous teleportation array was a top-level facility of the Duobao Building, with a long transmission range and the ability to obscure celestial secrets and calculations. It also opened multiple transmission directions amid teleportation, creating falsehoods and illusions, making target locking difficult. This increased the challenge of ambushes.
Next, he was safe.
After traveling for ten days, Lu Xuanji gradually approached Chu Country.
Suddenly, he rembered sothing and took out a palace, a Fourth-Grade Spiritual Treasure, as a bonus for purchasing the furnaces.
With a flick of his steps, Lu Xuanji entered it.
Inside the palace, white jade walls surrounded decorated images and reliefs of beautiful won, with pink curtains draped everywhere. In the center was a luxurious large bed, so vast that more than thirty people could engage together without feeling crowded.
The service of the Duobao Building was overly thorough.
Lu Xuanji watched the scene, his mind in turmoil.
At that mont, nine won lay on the bed, all drugged and in a stupor.
Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a stupor but a state between sleep and wakefulness.
On the surface, they seed unconscious, unable to move hands or lift feet; yet they were keenly aware of their surroundings, could hear the conversations around them, and sll various scents.
With a wave of his hand, Lu Xuanji threw elixirs into their mouths, and monts later, the nine female cultivators gradually awoke.
Stretching their bodies, the female cultivators found themselves soft and powerless, defenseless.
Their expressions changed, faces showing signs of fear.
At that mont, even death seed a luxury.
Many tis, life was worse than death.
"This fellow daoist... no, master. I am willing to serve you with my entire being, just spare my life!" At this mont, the female cultivator, Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul, spoke, bowing on the bed, her body swayed slightly, adopting a submissive posture.
Lu Xuanji said with slight surprise, "Fellow daoist, you are at the Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul, a level higher than . To submit to like this, where is the dignity of a strong person?"
The female cultivator replied, "But what can dissatisfaction do? Under soone else’s roof, one must bow. Refusal leads to more miserable death. If I submit here, I can beco the prince’s concubine, favored; refusal ans my Essence, Qi, and Spirit will be drained, resulting in imdiate demise!"
"I, too, am considered outstanding among the heavenly talents, bitterly cultivating for three thousand years, transcending calamities once, reaching the Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul, how could I easily fall here... I am unwilling."
All those words about preferring death to submission, about the dignity of the strong, are re illusions for the younger generation, true powerhouses don’t believe in them at all.
Only those loose cultivators, especially those at the bottom, are mostly desperadoes, prone to life-and-death battles, never cherishing their own lives.
High-level cultivators have a single goal: immortality.
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