Summit Farmer
Chapter 1526: This is the Real Sage’s World_1

Chapter 1526: Chapter 1526: This is the Real Sage’s World_1

In a luxurious manor within the Imperial City of the Divine Hua Empire, Peter Brown sat leisurely sipping tea, with not a single servant in the entire courtyard, which appeared quite empty.

Peter did not stay in Sunrise Fairyland or the Great Zheng Kingdom but had come to an even larger empire, the Divine Hua Empire, which was teeming with strong people. Being based in such an empire’s capital city, all sorts of information could be quickly obtained.

Peter had plenty of immortal coins and was not worried about not being able to live a luxurious life.

Living in seclusion in such an empire, Peter also wanted to see which direction things were developing, as the Saint Competition had just begun, and no one knew how long it would last.

It was time to buy some servants and the like.

Like the Phantom Realm, the Immortal Realm also had slavery, with many places having slave markets. Slaves came from various sources, with the most common being the wars between empires. Easily conquered commoners were turned into slaves, as well as those from impoverished families or those sentenced by the emperor to slavery.

Strolling through the streets of Kingston, Peter had completely confined his aura within his body, making it apparent to outsiders that he was a ten-star level expert, though they couldn’t tell he possessed a large number of Sacred Fate Seeds.

In the capital city of this empire, Peter, as a ten-star level person, was considered a high-level expert and naturally wouldn’t be bothered by anyone.

"Immortal friend, what kind of servant are you looking to purchase?"

No sooner had Peter stepped into the slave market than a middle-aged man came up to greet him.

"Show me the best you have."

Peter had money and did not mind getting something of better quality.

When the middle-aged man heard Peter wanted the best servants, his eyes lit up and he said, "Rest assured, immortal friend; our establishment certainly has the best to offer, guaranteed to satisfy you. Please, follow me inside."

There were both an outer and inner courtyard, with the higher-quality goods naturally being sold in the inner courtyard.

Upon entering, Peter thought he may have come to the wrong place, as he saw pretty girls sitting there elegantly, playing the zither, painting, or even dancing with immortal swords, not at all resembling slaves.

Seeing Peter’s expression, the middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Immortal friend, how is it? These women have had their souls confined and will share your fate; as long as you live, they live, and if you die, they would die instantly—loyal female slaves."

"What are their backgrounds?"

"Rest assured, all of them came through legitimate channels. Some are princesses from other nations, others are daughters from the families of our own officials, and some are well-known beauties."

"Will they serve people well? They seem like they need to be served instead!"

Peter laughed as he observed the elegant beauties.

Peter had seen too much of the slavery system and was emotionally numb; he had no intention of saving the world. Since that was how things were in this world, he had no intention of deliberately breaking the mold.

The middle-aged man assured with a smile, "Worry not, immortal friend. They have been meticulously trained, not only for daily service but also for bedroom service, having been tutored by a professor. They were sold only after reaching the required standards, and we guarantee they are virgins."

Peter’s gaze shifted, and as immortals lived for many years, he still hoped to find those with the most youthful bodies, meaning younger immortals.

After he chose four young-looking and very pretty girls, Peter said, "Alright, I’ll take these four. How much in immortal coins?"

"One hundred thousand fairy coins per person."

Peter didn’t bother to bargain and promptly handed over the money before heading out.

One of his goals in coming here today was to purchase a few servants.

"Master, may I ask you to also buy my little sister?" a beautiful girl following Peter hesitated, then asked pitifully.

Peter glanced at the four beauties and said, "Alright, if you have any relatives or the like, call them out. I do need people at My Place. Come with me."

Not expecting Peter to be so agreeable, all four beauties showed surprise in their eyes.

"Everyone can be bought?" Another beauty looked at Peter with excitement.

"If you have family members, go find them, and I will purchase them as well."

For Peter, this matter was really no big deal; he took it as just doing a good deed.

"You hurry and find your people. I will wait for you here," Peter said as he sat down.

The middle-aged man from the market was initially stunned, then a smile spread across his face; he hadn’t expected to encounter such a generous customer and thought it was a good opportunity for a profit.

"Please have a seat, immortal friend; I will make the arrangements," the middle-aged man said before hurrying off, apparently to gather the girls’ family members.

Sitting there, Peter suddenly felt a sense of loneliness—when would his own parents be able to appear here?

It was then that Peter felt a particular stirring within his sage’s world, followed by a piece of information that appeared in his Brain Domain.

At first, Peter did not pay much attention, but soon, his eyes showed shock and his heartbeat quickened.

Was this truly the sage’s world?

Peter could no longer remain calm.

The message revealed new information: when the sage’s world reached the first level, it would become a place full of vitality, where one could bring in anyone they wished based on the owner’s request. This process could be in various forms—for example, people from the Phantom Realm could be created or resurrected, provided one had the power of a saint to transport them.

As this information emerged, Peter felt unsettled. There were so many of his Family Members on Earth, and he had their memories and information. If it was true, he could transport them one by one into his sage’s world—a brand-new form of creation!

The ability of the sage’s world required a certain trigger to activate, and Peter’s initial intent to do a good deed had unexpectedly triggered this ability.

Peter had come to the market today on a whim, not expecting such benefits. The prospect that he could bring his Family Members to life with the power of sacred fate made him lose interest in the idea of Becoming a Saint. Being surrounded by his Family Members was truly better than anything else.