"Could it be..." Xiao Yan squinted his eyes, already having a guess in his mind. The corners of his mouth unconsciously pursed downwards, and his face became gloomy.

The swordsman said: "Yes, it's just what you think."

Ye Taotao looked at the swordsman, then at Xiao Yan, with confusion on his face, and asked confusedly: "Is it because they also want to drink Qilin blood?"

The mockery on the swordsman's face became more intense, and he sneered: "Not only do they want to drink the blood of the unicorn, they even want to capture the unicorn, cut the flesh and eat the liver, so that they can use it for a long time."

However, spiritual beasts like Qilin were born and raised by the earth. They even appeared earlier than the way of heaven. They have long since disappeared in the heavens and the world. Even the emperors from all directions have difficulty in finding their traces.

"When I was young, I was just the child of a mortal woodcutter. When I was five years old, two cultivators were fighting in the sky. The magic they cast casually shattered the rocks and killed everyone in the village. Although I was lucky enough to not die.

, but half of his body was crushed." The swordsman narrated in a calm tone.

"It was winter, and when I was about to die, I suddenly heard a strange cry. A unicorn walked towards me on the green grass. Where it passed, the world was rejuvenated and filled with auspiciousness."

There was a look of nostalgia on the swordsman's face, recalling what the unicorn looked like at that time.

Countless mortals in the village were smashed into minced meat by the cracked rocks. Qilin looked at the blood and minced meat on the ground, a deep look of sadness appeared in his golden eyes, and he shed big tears.

Qilin walked up to him, the only one alive, rubbed his face with his head, stretched out his tongue and gently licked his bleeding wound, and then raised a paw.

The young swordsman was shocked to find that there was a deep scar in the center of Qilin's claw, which was bleeding and never healed.

Qilin gave the swordsman some of his own blood and milk, then turned around and left without looking back, disappearing into the vast mountains without knowing where he went.

"Over the years, I have always wondered who was hurt by that unicorn back then, leaving such a scar on the palm of my hand that has never healed."

Bai Xin arrived at some unknown time and listened clearly to everything the swordsman said.

Everyone's expressions were a little gloomy, and Ye Taotao also felt an inexplicable discomfort. It seemed that the unicorn had a great connection with her.

After a moment of silence, Boxin spoke up and asked, "What's going on with Duijun?"

A trace of resentment and anger appeared on the swordsman's face, and he gritted his teeth and said: "He, he is just a hypocrite! These years, he has only wanted to capture Qilin, and because he resented me for killing his grandnephew, he has trapped me in Jane for many years.

Longge is a slave and cannot resist."

Ye Taotao felt a little sad after hearing this, and even wanted to speak directly and offered to take the collar from the swordsman's neck.

But she still held it back, after all, she didn't know if the swordsman was lying to her.

After leaving some food for the swordsman, Bai Xin and Xiao Yan took Ye Taotao out of the stone room. They wanted to continue to say something, but found that the little monster looked gloomy again, with its head lowered, and the whole beast was confused.

He looked extremely depressed.

"What's wrong? Taotao." Bai Xin asked with concern first, "Are you concerned about Qilin?"

Ye Taotao nodded slightly, then quickly shook his head. It was naturally necessary to care about Qilin, but...

"Are you worried about the monsters?" Xiao Yan also guessed, "Have you been frightened after seeing the trading of monsters in the black market?"

Ye Taotao rolled her eyes at him angrily, puffed out her small mouth, and said fiercely: "I'm not afraid! I'm just..." The voice fell back again, so low that it was difficult to hear clearly.

"Just what?" Xiao Yan asked.

Ye Taotao whispered: "I feel that in the world of cultivation, whether they are mortals, monsters, or even monks, they are very pitiful."

Ordinary people, farming and self-sufficient at the foot of the mountain, but suddenly one day a disaster strikes, and a fight between two passing cultivators can wipe out the entire village, and no one will even be held responsible.

As for monsters, they are kept in cages and raised without even clothing. No one cares about whether they have any sense of shame. They only care about skinning them and removing their bones, using every ounce of their flesh and blood without wasting it.

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Even the monks who seem to be at the top of the food chain may be forced into slaves by the other party at any time because they have offended someone more powerful, sold to various buyers, and subjected to torture and humiliation.

"Why does it have to be like this?" Ye Taotao pursed her lips tightly and couldn't help but think, "Why can't all mortals, monsters and monks live together well and harmoniously?"

At this moment, the restrictions outside the cave were suddenly triggered, and a voice sounded outside: "Guest, the goods from Zhenlong Pavilion have been delivered."

After the restrictions were lifted, a few people went out, and sure enough they saw the people from Zhenlong Pavilion standing outside, having already delivered all the things.

Just behind these people, there were actually two girls, Chun Rong and Xia Yi, standing with somewhat unpleasant expressions on their faces.

Bai Xin counted the items delivered and made sure nothing was missing, so he was ready to drive away the guests.

Chun Rong suddenly came up from behind and shouted in a loud voice: "Guest!"

She must have been injured, and her face was a little pale, but her temperament was still a bit arrogant. Although she was smiling when talking to Ye Taotao and others, her tone was unpleasant.

"What's the matter?" Too lazy to deal with her, Xiao Yan didn't even look at her from the corner of his eye, and just asked lightly.

Chun Rong had some embarrassment on his face and put on a professional smile: "Guest, our store traded a slave with you before, but I forgot to tell you that this slave is a bit special and I'm afraid it is not suitable for you to buy."

"Really? Isn't it suitable?" Ye Taotao tilted his head, grabbed the sleeve of Bai Xin beside him, and said coquettishly, "But I don't think there is anything special about him. I just like this slave.

Don’t change!”

"As compensation, our store will compensate you for a Golden Core slave free of charge, and you will be paid additionally." Chunrong raised his chin arrogantly, feeling that there was no reason for the other party not to agree to such a proposal.

During the foundation building stage and the golden elixir stage, anyone with some brains will know which one to choose.

However, Ye Taotao and others are different. She is not interested in this slave who is in the golden elixir stage. Instead, she is interested in the Kirin blood that the swordsman drank.

"I don't want the golden elixir period either." Ye Taotao raised her round face and said seriously to Chunyi, "We want this."
Chapter completed!