Slave!

Wang Yi paid half the deposit, with the balance to be settled upon final delivery. In three days, the planetary level defense system equipment would arrive.

Altogether, Wang Yi spent 60.7 billion Black Dragon Coins at Qibao. As a gesture of appreciation, the store waived the remaining balance and presented him with an exclusive VIP card. From now on, Wang Yi would enjoy discounts and special services that regular customers could not access—a privilege reserved for their most valuable patrons.

After leaving Qibao, Wang Yi made his way to the slave market.

Previously, Wang Yi had never ventured into the slave market because he couldn't afford the slaves he desired. But with the sale of his prized "Black Dragon Sickle," his wallet was now considerably fuller, and he could indulge in extravagances.

"A Universe level slave, even one of the lowest rank, starts at 10 trillion Black Dragon Coins, which is about 10 billion Dry Witch Coins. Even with my current fortune, I can't afford that," Wang Yi mused.

"However, I can buy a few Stellar level slaves as guards. Also, this C5-class Black Dragon spaceship I have is too slow. I need a faster one for intergalactic travel to save time," he considered.

A cheap C5-class spaceship, measuring 100 meters in diameter, would cost hundreds of millions of coins, while a C9-class spaceship, even if made purely of alloy, would run into the tens of billions. The C9 had defensive capabilities dozens of times greater than the C5.

As for D-class ships—those were typically owned by Universe level and Domain Master warriors. A D1-class ship could cost hundreds of billions, while a D9-class one, if constructed of alloy, could be nearly 1,000 times more expensive than a D1.

For someone like Wang Yi, who was still a Planetary level warriors, owning a D-class ship would be far too conspicuous. The C9 was his practical limit, and Wang Yi was willing to part with tens of billions of Black Dragon Coins for one that could travel at the speed of light through the dark universe.

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Wang Yi arrived at the slave market.

The market spanned over 300 kilometers—a massive area that would have been considered a giant city on Earth. Yet, within the grandeur of Horned Dragon City, it seemed modest.

The slave market was bustling with activity, being the largest in hundreds of surrounding galaxies. There were towering buildings, open-air plazas, elevated display platforms, and vast malls. Slaves were showcased in various ways, each trying to attract potential buyers.

Here, you could buy a Tier Nine apprentice level—equivalent to a high-level god of war on Earth—for just 20 Black Dragon Coins. Discounts were even offered for bulk purchases. Flawless beauties from different races, who could captivate anyone, were sold for only 5,000 Black Dragon Coins, again with potential discounts for larger buys. Apprentices, Planetay level, and Stellar level slaves were all available for sale.

The universe's dark side, where the weak were subjugated by the strong, was on full display in this market.

Wang Yi silently observed the scene, feeling a mix of shock and reflection. Coming from Earth, where slavery had been abolished and was a distant memory, this reality was jarring. It weighed heavily on his heart, making him realize just how much he had ignored before.

A deeper understanding began to stir within him.

In this market, slaves below the planetary level cost around 10 Black Dragon Coins, while planetary-level slaves fetched around 10,000. Stellar level slaves could cost up to 100 million.

Wang Yi arrived at a large square in the slave market, where 18 Stellar level warriors and spiritual masters stood.

They ranged from the first to the ninth Stellar level, nine warriors and nine spiritual masters. Each of them far surpassed Wang Yi in strength, and their powerful auras made him tremble slightly.

A sign by the Stellar level slaves listed their prices. A first-level Stellar level warrior was the cheapest at 1 million Black Dragon Coins, while spiritual masters were typically three times more expensive than warriors of the same level. A seventh-level Stellar level warrior would cost 500 million, an eighth-level warrior 2 billion, and a ninth-level warrior 5 billion.

Each slave had a "biochip" implanted in their brain, ensuring total loyalty to their master.

Wang Yi felt a sense of sorrow looking at the slaves, but he knew that such practices were commonplace in the universe, and he had no intention of intervening.

"Are you interested in our slaves, sir?" A man in charge of the square approached Wang Yi, noticing the two silver guards flanking him. Recognizing Wang Yi as a customer with buying power, he hurried to assist.

Wang Yi glanced at the tall, bald man and replied, "What quality slaves do you have here?" Since he intended to buy Stellar level slaves as guards, Wang Yi wanted to make the best choice and maximize his benefits.

The man, sensing a significant sale, became even more eager. "Please, sir, have a seat. Let's discuss your options."

Wang Yi nodded and followed him to a luxurious reception room. Two beautiful maids attended them.

"What level and number of slaves are you interested in, sir? Any specific requirements?" the man asked eagerly as soon as they sat down.

Competition in the slave trade was fierce, and for managers, every sale counted.

Anyone purchasing constant-star slaves was considered a high-value customer.

"I'm looking to buy five ninth-level Stellar level spiritual masters and five ninth-level Stellar level warriors," Wang Yi stated calmly, subtly dismissing the maid beside him.

The bald man's eyes widened in surprise and delight at such a large order. He gestured to the two maids, who quickly left the room. Before leaving, Wang Yi noticed a flicker of resentment in their eyes.

"Of course, sir, you're free to choose," the bald man said enthusiastically. He activated a holographic display, showcasing an array of races, genders, origins, and features of various constant-star slaves.

Wang Yi chose the Ma Shi tribe, which closely resembled humans from Earth. In total, he selected five Stellar level nine warriors and five Stellar level nine spiritual masters, costing 5 billion and 15 billion Black Dragon Coins, respectively—totaling 100 billion Black Dragon Coins.

Additionally, Wang Yi requested 100 Stellar level slaves ranging from levels three to six, and 10,000 ninth-level Planetary level slaves.

After finalizing the transaction and paying part of the deposit, the bald man wiped sweat from his brow and said respectfully, "Sir, we will have the slaves delivered to you within seven days and will notify you once they arrive."

"Understood," Wang Yi replied, standing up. As he prepared to leave, he suddenly remembered something. "By the way, I liked those two maids from earlier. Can I take them with me?"

The manager paused for a moment before smiling. "Of course, sir. It would be their honor to serve you." After all, they were just two planetary-level female slaves—nothing compared to the magnitude of Wang Yi's business.