A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

It says "Vanuta" in three great magic texts.

Han Li saw such a place for the first time and walked towards the gate of the giant tower with a hint of interest.

As soon as you enter the gates of the giant tower, you will see a rich palace in front of you. On both sides, more than a dozen demonic girls in silver palace costumes greeted each other with smiles beside them.

At the center of the hall, a row of crystal clear tables and chairs made of jade.

There was a middle-aged man in a black robe, and several other waitresses were hosting three other demons like guests.

Han Li hasn't looked closely. After the middle-aged man's eyes swept away, he immediately pressed his heart to the front of the flush to accuse the guest and rushed straight to Han Li.

“See your predecessors, don't you know what needs to be done?” The middle-aged man approached the front and asked with a low head of humility.

This demonic man with the appearance of master cabinet has been transformed into a divine cultivation, and naturally can sense Han Li's strong smell of purification, so he dares not look lazy.

“What kind of business is this Vanuta in? I haven't seen anything like it in any other city pool!“ Han looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said lightly.

“Senior came to Fantasy Night City for the first time. It is true that this van Nutta rarely appears in ordinary city pools, as it is dedicated to the slave trade and some warcraft.” The middle-aged man replied.

“Slave, monster?” Han Li heard the rumor and moved in a divine way.

“Nice. These guests are here to buy some slaves. Seniors can look at it together if they are also interested. As for warcraft, there are only a few common varieties in this tower, which most seniors cannot see.” The middle-aged man lost a smile, he said.

“Since Han is here, follow him.” Han Li nodded slowly as he thought for a moment.

“Okay, Senpai, please come with me.” The middle-aged man waved to a waitress next to him and asked him to walk in with the other three demons before walking with a Korean dry man to an improvised transmission formation at the corner of the tower.

The three guests were two men and a woman in their twenties. The handsome men were quite handsome and the beautiful women were just Yuan Baby Cultivation. However, they looked at Han Li with some curiosity and did not show much awe.

Han Li glanced at them and found an eyeless silver “Ning” on each side of their sleeves.

“Are you from the Ning family!” He turned his mind and thought, but no abnormalities appeared on his face.

The middle-aged man immediately struck at the edge of the Fretilin, and the white light flashed, and several people were instantly transferred away.

The next moment, on one level of the giant tower, in a similar transmission formation, several figures swayed for a while.

Han Li and others emerged in a flash.

Han Li opened his eyes and swept them around.

This arrangement is quite different from the first layer.

Only one narrow green stone corridor appeared in front of the transmission array, and a dense and numb demonic mark was inscribed on the stone walls on both sides, obviously with some restraining power.

And the other end of the aisle looked far away, and there were about several golden doors on both sides of the aisle, each standing outside two tall guards covered in armor and stomach, standing there motionless.

Han Lishen's face flashed with an unexpected look as he swept over the guards.

Without a breath of life, these guards are nothing but cold puppets.

The middle-aged man did not hesitate. As soon as he walked out of the transmission line, he walked into the corridor with Han Li and others, and momentarily came near the nearest golden gate.

At this time, the two puppets in front of the door seemed to have a sensational head turning, flashing a cold glance towards a dry person, etc., and at the same time grabbing the longo that was in the hand, also moving across the chest, it seemed to attack immediately regardless of anybody's proximity.

When the middle-aged man saw the situation, he did not panic, flipped with one hand, flashing a pale black gas wrapped iron medal, slightly swayed forward, while reading a brief spell in his mouth.

Flashing the cold light in both puppets, they instantly converged, while the longo in their hands lowered back, becoming again like a dead object.

The other three demonic men and women did not have any different colors. Han Li's eyes glistened and carefully weighed the two Puppet Guards. Suddenly, he asked with some interest:

“These two puppets seem to be of no lower rank, and the average ex-baby can't do anything about it, I'm afraid. However, their refining is quite peculiar. It seems to be very different from general production. Do you know if the tower was refined by itself or purchased from other places? ”

With the information he had previously gathered on the demonic realm, the two puppets were clearly not one of several puppet refining techniques known to him to circulate in the demonic realm. They are much rougher and simpler, both in refining techniques and in the materials used, but the puppet appears to be less powerful when it is biased.

This made Han Li naturally notice a few points!

“Oh, seniors are also interested in these two crystal puppets! It is true that their method of refining is very different from that of puppets in general, and cannot itself be instigated by the Numen, but some simple actions can be controlled by a method of preparation in advance. But the magic crystal puppet is the unique refining secret of the tower, not sold elsewhere. But if you want it, you can't talk about it.” The middle-aged man turned his eyes slightly, smiling back.

“Oh, Demon Crystal Puppet. I'm really interested, but we'll talk about this later.” Han Li swept two more puppets and said with a faint glance, he didn't even think about it.

“Yes, I opened the door that night.” The middle-aged man was somewhat disappointed, but still smiled back.

Then he walked a few steps to the golden gate and put the iron tag in his hand against the door.

“Squeaks” and the golden door opens by itself, with some milky-white slight light flashing inside.

The middle-aged man stepped aside and made a respectful gesture towards Han Li.

Although the other three demons originated from the Ning family, facing the realm of cultivation far beyond their own Han Li, they did not dare to truly act disrespectfully, and only slightly different colors could not move in place.

Han Li was polite and nodded and walked into the golden gate.

There are several arrays of different sizes within the door, inspired by the formation of a cylindrical milky white light screen, trapped by dozens of demonic men and women with different clothes.

Both men and women, young and old, had faint demonic lights on their skin faces and had apparently been planted with another layer of restraint.

But none of the men and women on these screens is too high, the highest is only the cultivation of the knotting period, and the lower ones are even just the cultivation of the refining period.

“Do your thing first. I'll take a look around first.” When Han Li saw what the middle-aged man was about to introduce to him, he waved his hand and measured these demonic slaves.

“The late students introduced the guests to one or two.” When a middle-aged man hears the words, he naturally dares not say anything and immediately says yes.

“Several Daoists, if you want to buy some followers, these people should share exactly. They are indigenous Yin people in the depths of the Mirage Desert. Not only are they naturally familiar with the magic of earthly properties, but when they grow up, they are handsome men and beautiful women. More importantly, all these potential qualifications are good, so long as you focus on cultivation, it's easy for advanced infants to do things later, and there are even some possibilities for evolutionary gods.” The middle-aged man walked to a curtain, pointing at the inside, and the three Chonings laughed.

After Han Li heard the words‘ Mirage Desert ’, he also unconsciously glanced at the Tuyin demons in the light screen.

Only eight young boys and girls in light green leather robes were seen inside. Although their hair was messy, they could still see only thirteen or four appearances. They were repaired around the foundation period, but the divine colour appeared slightly obtuse.

“Tuyin! It is true that we rarely see them in the tower, but are these men as qualified as Your Excellency has said?” A young Ning family with some red scales on her cheeks looked at the young boys and girls on the screen and asked with some scepticism.

“Hey, if you don't believe me, do your best to check their bone age. Successful foundations have been built at these ages, doesn't that mean their qualifications are good?” The middle-aged man replied confidently.

“Not necessarily. Perhaps the tower will give them some dandrug-powering potential!” The face was a beautiful Ning woman, but she smiled.

“Dan pills that can unleash potential are valuable in themselves, and how can this tower be easily taken by some slaves? And even if you take this type of dandrug, there must be traces of it afterwards. How can I offend your Ning family for Xiaoli in this district? If a few of you get caught, just deliver the magic stones and you can take them away immediately.” The middle-aged man replied with a bitter smile.

The three Nanning men and women seemed reasonable, looked at each other and said nothing more about the qualifications of the young boys and girls, but rather about the related price issues of middle-aged men.

After a cup of tea, several people finally agreed on the price. Immediately after the Ning woman delivered a large amount of magic stone, she took these Turkish Yin slaves out of the light screen and walked out the door under the guidance of the maid.

“Do seniors have a crush on these slaves? If you are not satisfied, you can take your senior to another place to see it. Maybe there are seniors who think it's okay.” When the middle-aged man saw Han Li still gauging slaves in other lights, he came up and asked respectfully.

“No, I'm used to being alone. I don't need any slaves. Why don't you show me the crystal puppets that the tower sells!” Han Li glanced back and looked at the same color. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)