Disciple Market Auction Begins, Bidding for Flesh

Disciple Market Auction.

This was a public sale that involved auctioning off servant and slave disciples to the highest bidder.

Although servant and slave disciples might seem similar at first glance, there's a big difference between them.

Servant disciples usually came from poor backgrounds or lesser sects. They sought protection and resources from upper-class sects, hoping to improve their status through hard work and merit in exchange for cultivation resources and techniques.

On the other hand, slave disciples were captured, bought, or born into servitude. They were forced to cultivate and serve the sect under harsh conditions. Their roles often involved menial tasks, dangerous missions, sexual exploitation, or being used as cannon fodder in battles.

Most middle-class sects did't have the resources to keep many slave or servant disciples. They often bought them from upper-class sects to strengthen their own ranks or to handle risky tasks.

Lower-class sects, however, had the fewest resources and the least power. They might buy slave disciples if they could afford it, but they usually depended on the surplus from upper-class and middle-class sects.

In the Disciple Market Auction, only two types of currency were accepted.

Mortal currency like copper, silver, or gold wasn't one of them.

Exceptions were only made for damaged goods, like slave disciples with disabilities, and it was mostly lower-class sects that benefited from this. To maintain their image, higher sects and cultivator clans made sure they never bought disabled servant or slave disciples.

The first and preferred currency was cultivator currency, specifically spirit stones.

These were divided into four grades: low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, and peak-grade.

Sacred spirit stones were also a form of currency, but they were so rare in the Lower Regions that no one would waste them on an auction, so they were never used.

The second type of accepted currency was a barter system.

This meant that sects could trade disciples for rare resources, cultivation manuals, magical artifacts, or favors. For example, a sect might exchange a slave disciple skilled in herbology for a batch of rare medicinal herbs.

To noble families and powerful cultivator clans, servant and especially slave disciples were seen as assets to expand their workforce.

That was how the cultivation world worked!

Liu Ming fully understood the situation now.

"Alright..."

He was ready to make sure he gathered enough disciples to re-establish his sect and make it legitimate once more.

Auction Master Shihong wore a wide grin on his face and then started to speak.

"This year's Disciple Market Auction is extra special thanks to the support from the Wang Family. We've prepared a wide variety of slave and servant disciples for you cultivators, including some with special physiques. The range and quality this time are unprecedented."

Without wasting any time, he waved his right hand, and the large doors behind the auction stage parted open.

Meanwhile, Qing Zhilan was seated in a private room on the third floor, and she wasn't alone.

Next to her was Shuchun, who was also a member of the Azure Dragon Race, evident by her azure hair and deep-blue horns. The short length of her horns indicated that she was a Lesser Dragon.

Mmm~

"This tea is quite nice for something produced by human hands. How impressive..."

Qing Zhilan sat quietly, sipping her tea with her usual grace. She gently stirred the tea with the lid of her cup, maintaining her calm and elegant demeanor.

Around her, several elderly nobles watched with lecherous eyes.

"Look at those two..."

"Heheh, they must be from the Beast Province."

"I'm interested already."

Some of them licked their wrinkled lips, while others drooled at the sight of the two beautiful dragon girls.

Qing Zhilan, however, was unfazed. She was used to this kind of attention and didn't let it bother her.

Aawhnn~♡ Mmnn~♡

… Eyyaan~♡

Suddenly, Qing Zhilan heard some odd noises coming from Shuchun and turned to see what was happening.

"Shuchun, what's going o──!!"

Qing Zhilan's face went pale when she saw Shuchun's expressive reaction.

Uhhnn~ Aarrhnn~♡!

As Shuchun moaned, her body would jerk from time to time, causing her to squeeze her eyes shut in pleasure as she trembled.

"Chun'er! What're you doing?!"

Qing Zhilan couldn't understand why Shuchun was acting this way.

Ahann~♡

Shuchun's cheeks were flushed red, and she gripped her thighs tightly while her hips moved back and forth on the cushion.

OHHhhhHNNnn~♡♡!

After another heavy moan, Shuchun tilted her head back.

"J-, Just give me another second, my princess. I need just a bit more time... ahhn~♡!"

Shuchun felt another sweet sting between her legs.

Hnnn...♡!!

Her tender lips parted open, and a rush of hot breath escaped her lips. She panted with satisfaction, having just finished another session of touching herself.

"So, what did you need, Princess?"

Shuchun asked as if nothing had just occurred. Her body still trembled slightly, showing she hadn't fully calmed down. She gently rubbed her crotch with her fingers and even pressed her thighs together, seeking any kind of sensation that might bring her sexual pleasure.

Qing Zhilan glanced sideways at Shuchun, who was clearly still aroused. With a frustrated groan, she said, "You know what, never mind. Just don't touch anything with those hands of yours."

Shuchun shrugged and replied, "Fair enough."

Humph!

As Qing Zhilan was about to take a sip of her tea, she realized something about Shuchun's hands──they were completely clean. Not a single trace of the juice had stained them.

"Chun'er?"

"Yes, Princess?" Shuchun responded.

"How were you touching yourself without using your fingers?"

"Oh, I used my tail, Princess. It's much bigger and sharper."

"Y-, You used... what?" Qing Zhilan was stunned.

Shuchun softly bit her index finger and her expression shifted to a wide, salacious grin as she moaned softly.

"I'm sorry, my princess. I can smell the musty odor of the slave men behind the auction doors, and I can't help but imagine them grabbing my arms and legs, dragging me away, and doing awful things to me in bed while I'm too powerless to stop their meat from violating my untouched honey hole."

Ohhnn~♡...

She was now touching her own breasts, looking very aroused.

Qing Zhilan sighed and turned away, resuming her tea.

"You're unbelievable..."

That was all she could manage to say.

Auction Master Shihong put his hands together and grinned from ear to ear.

"To make sure we don't stress out our honored guests in the private seating rooms on the second and third floors, we've given them special bells to ring if they want to place a bid. For our respected guests on the first floor, you can place your bids by raising your hand."

After speaking, Auction Master Shihong nodded to his wife.

Understanding the signal, Huo Changying turned to the large auction item door behind the stage and snapped her fingers.

"We now have the first auction item, a grade C slave girl."

Following her command, two men dragged out the first slave disciple up for auction.

The young lady had numerous red whip scars all over her body, heavy shackles on her arms and legs, and a large black gag in her mouth that caused her to drool continuously. She was completely naked, which made most of the noblemen present grin with excitement.

"The first item looks delicious already!"

"Amazing, amazing! Hehehe, I want to eat her!"

"Still, this thing is grade C. It won't be worth much."

The auction house was already in an uproar because of the perverted noblemen.

Even though she was only a grade C slave disciple, she was still very attractive.

For these old men, as long as a woman was young and fresh, she would make an ideal human cauldron.

"Item one is one of the many slave girls seized from the Green Water Sect after it was destroyed by one of the Wang Family's vassal sects. The minimum bid starts at 300 low-grade spirit stones, with each bid increment needing to be at least 100 low-grade spirit stones!"

Once Auction Master Shihong announced the value of the slave girl, it turned into a fierce competition to see who could outbid the others and win the first item of the auction.

"400 low-grade spirit stones!" someone shouted.

"500!"

Almost immediately, another voice called out a higher bid.

"550... no, 600!"

"Damn, spending that much would be wasteful!"

Only the nobles from the third floor were participating in the bidding, as those on the first and second floors thought it wasn't worth the money, especially for a grade C slave disciple.

Soon, the price reached 700 low-grade spirit stones, and the slave girl was sold to a representative from the House of Zhao.

The House of Zhao was one of the Nine Great Families and was well-known for buying the largest number of slave girls at every Disciple Market Auction.

"SOLD!"

Auction Master Shihong shouted with excitement.

Watching the horrifying scene unfold, Liu Ming's eyes were nearly vacant. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, and his mind went blank.

"These people are really..."

He noticed Xiu Meixiang next to him, tightly clutching his right arm. Looking at her, he saw the fear in her eyes as she buried her face into his arm.

The slave girl up being auctioned was likely one or two years younger than both himself and Xiu Meixiang.

The young patriarch was so shocked by this fact that he forgot someone as innocent and pure as Xiu Meixiang shouldn't have to see something like this.

It was surely upsetting for her.

Chen Yuxuan gave her nephew a cold side-eye while gently stirring her tea with the lid of her cup.

"Don't back out now. This is the cultivation world, and things like this are commonplace. Be ready to place your bid next time, or you might end up leaving here with a slave and a servant of your own."

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[DISCLAIMER]

• The content in this chapter may be distressing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

• The portrayal of certain practices and behaviors is intended for fictional purposes within the context of the story's setting and does not reflect acceptable behavior in real life.

• This work contains themes of power imbalance and exploitation that are integral to the fictional world but should not be interpreted as endorsements of such practices.

I am sounding this as a warning because the following chapters will progressively get worse, and perhaps more disturbing.