Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System
Chapter 510 - 510: Mix with Me

"Guest, are you... are you looking to purchase Divine-level slaves?" This slave trader was merely a small merchant, and the slaves he had were at best a few at the Source Energy Level.

Hearing that Fang Jueyu, who was clearly visiting the slave market for the first time, was already asking for Divine-level slaves, he was taken aback.

Generally, high-level Source Energy Users were sufficient as bodyguards to protect their owners. After all, in the entire universe, Divine-level individuals were rulers of first-level civilizations or high-ranking members of second-level civilizations, not commonly seen.

Divine-level slaves could cost billions or even trillions of Mora coins, affordable only by some wealthy and powerful families, and used to protect people of significant status.

"That's right, do you have any for sale here? If so, I'd like to buy some."

Not only was the slave trader shocked, but even the group of Snowfall Clan young girls behind Fang Jueyu were stunned. As slaves, they naturally knew the approximate price levels for various grades of slaves.

"Respected guest, I am just a small merchant; Divine-level slaves are only available from large suppliers. We don't even have the qualification to sell such slaves."

"That's also true." Fang Jueyu scanned with his spiritual power; in this warehouse-like building, the strongest presence was merely a third-level Source Energy User. Divine-level slaves were akin to luxury items in the slave market.

"Do you know where they might be for sale?" Fang Jueyu pulled out a blue crystal-like coin from his pocket. After exchanging for Mora coins, Fang Jueyu had withdrawn some allowance, and this coin represented 10 million Mora coins!

Upon seeing this blue crystal coin, the slave trader's eyes turned a bit red. All the slaves together here might not even equate to the value of this coin.

"If you are willing to introduce me to a trader capable of selling Divine-level slaves, this is yours," Fang Jueyu added, "I want a large number!"

"Guest, is your civilization preparing for large-scale war?" the slave trader speculated. Typically, buying one or two Divine-level slaves was mostly for bodyguards.

However, a large order was another matter entirely. Such demands usually arose when war broke out between civilizations, making Divine-level slaves the main force in battles between third-level civilizations.

"That's not your concern," Fang Jueyu said coldly, "Just tell me, can you find them or not!"

Fang Jueyu initially planned to have Natu take him to purchase them, but Natu was here on a mission, and a deal involving 500 Divine-level slaves wasn't a small matter. He intended to save some money through kickbacks and anticipated visiting several places, which would take a lot of time.

Therefore, for matters solvable with money, he preferred to spend a little himself. His sole requirement was to have the best and strongest slaves!

"I can! As long as you have enough money, I can take you to meet the best slave trader in our black market."

"Great!" Fang Jueyu tossed the coin, which the trader caught in one hand. "But guest, I must warn you, that person has a lot of goods but a bad temper. If you don't have enough money..."

"Don't worry, as long as he has the goods, I have the money. Lead the way!" Fang Jueyu commanded.

"Alright, follow me!"

Fang Jueyu pulled out another blue crystal coin and handed it to the batch of Snowfall Clan girls he had just bought, "Go change into some clean and decent clothes first, then find a place to stay and wait for me. I'll come find you when I'm done here."

"Master, this is too much..." Ten million Mora coins were an astronomical number for them, slaves from a first-level civilization. Holding such a vast sum left them momentarily flustered.

"Take it, no need to save. From now on, you also represent my status, and I'm not someone who mistreats my servants."

"Yes, master, we will prepare the rooms and food for your return." A group of young beauties left, huddling together.

Seeing Fang Jueyu's generosity towards the newly acquired slaves, the slave trader grew more confident in him. He was indeed a distinguished lord!

Although it was just a slave market, its area was no smaller than that of a small city, with tens of thousands of enslavers of various sizes.

"Guest, in our slave market, the largest slave trader is Tiram. He hails from a powerful third-level civilization and holds a significant position within his civilization," the slave trader introduced Fang Jueyu while walking.

"A few decades ago, they had a resource war with another third-level civilization. Tiram's civilization won and captured countless prisoners, so he has a large number of slaves. If you want to buy Divine-level ones, as long as you have enough money, there's no problem."

"Wars between civilizations are truly terrifying." Fang Jueyu was secretly alarmed. The total number of Divine Ability Users on Earth wouldn't exceed five, yet such powerful beings became slaves in war, which was rather tragic.

"Guest, this is the place." They entered a Duel Arena, which was reportedly also owned by Tiram.

In this arena, two oddly-looking Martial Artists were engaged in a fight to the death. The aura emanating from them was incomparably stronger than what Fang Jueyu could comprehend, and their killing intent was downright terrifying.

"Host, these are two Divine Ability Users. The one with black skin is from the Night Shadow Clan, skilled in assassination, and the burly one is from the Zuxiu Clan, both powerful races within the Morar star system."

If not for the protective shield in the arena containing the force of their battle, the spectators could have been wiped out by the shockwaves in the air. Fang Jueyu was no stranger to battles between Divine Ability Users.

Passing through the corridor beside the arena, they descended a spiral staircase into an underground passage, where two brawny men immediately blocked their way. The aura they emitted was no weaker than Natu's bodyguards!

"Please inform Mr. Tiram that I've brought a big business deal to discuss with him."

"Sha Qiu, you're just a small vendor. Are you even qualified to discuss business with Mr. Tiram?" one of the bodyguards said coldly. To them, someone like Sha Qiu, who lacked even Source Energy power, was no different from an ant.

"No, no, no, I'm just an introducer. This gentleman wishes to purchase a batch of slaves."

The two men's eyes fixed on Fang Jueyu. Indeed, though Fang Jueyu's power wasn't high, his confident expression and posture indicated he was not an ordinary person.

"You..."

Before they could speak, Fang Jueyu interjected, "I'll offer you both an annual salary of ten trillion Mora coins, come work for me!"