He would never rest until Goat Village was brought to ruin.No matter what it took, he would catch those goats and eat them—this was not just about hunger, it was about redeeming the pride of the wolf race.
"This is a battle for honor!"
Grey Wolf's eyes burned with unrelenting hatred.Failing to catch even a single goat was the shame of a lifetime, one that had to be washed away with the taste of mutton.
Yi Tianxing gave a slight nod, not pressing the issue.
"Very well. Then we'll trade again another time.I hope to establish a long-term cooperation with you, Mr. Grey Wolf.Your inventions—I'll take as many as you can make. And in return, you'll get what you desire most: goats."
He hadn't expected Grey Wolf to agree to leave Fairy Tale Town anyway—his offer had been a test.But even in refusal, Yi Tianxing had gleaned key information.
Grey Wolf could only craft those absurd, reality-bending tools inside the Nightmare World.
If brought to the Eternal World, they might not function the same.
Still, keeping a solid relationship with such a one-of-a-kind creator was wise.His bizarre tools could offer tremendous advantages to Da Yi.
"Relax. I'll invent even more treasures for you," Grey Wolf promised with a hearty thump to his chest."Just keep the goats coming. I want to sleep on lamb meat. I want to lick goat chops in my dreams! That's the true wolfly life!"
Yi Tianxing smiled mildly.
"Not just goats—I'll throw in spiritual goats too.The meat is more tender, flavorful, and unforgettable.As long as you deliver quality tools, meat won't be a problem."
For him, goat meat was practically worthless. But for Grey Wolf, it was priceless.
Nearby, Qian Mian chuckled:
"In Nightmare Holy City, there are other inventors who rival Grey Wolf.Try places like Doraemon's House, Goat House, or Brother Qiang's General Store.They're all packed with curious and magical items. You'll definitely find some surprises."
He spoke like a man eager to lead a shopping tour.Of course—Qian Mian was a broker.Leading people to these shops meant kickbacks, and the more people bought, the more he earned.
Yi Tianxing nodded with interest.
"Doraemon's House, Goat House, Brother Qiang's…I'll visit them—after meeting with the slave merchant."
He was determined to make the most of his limited time in the Nightmare World.Every opportunity had to be seized.
"If the city weren't so unfathomably dangerous, I'd be tempted to rob the entire place blind."
Soon after, under Qian Mian's lead, they arrived at a shop styled in ancient Roman architecture.Above the entrance hung a bold sign: "Slave Estate" (奴隶庄园).Massive Roman-like guards flanked the entrance—battle-hardened veterans with chilling auras.
"This is the largest slaver in the city," Qian Mian said."His name is Altai. Powerful connections. If he wants, he can mobilize the resources of many sacred lands."
Yi Tianxing's eyes gleamed.
"Then let's meet this Slave Master."
If Da Yi wanted to expand, population was the main bottleneck.With more people, Yi Tianxing could launch rapid campaigns—marching into new realms, founding cities as he went.
"One domain, two domains?Not enough.My Saint Court will break into the Seventy-Two Spirit Regions… and even the Primordial Continent."
Nightmare World's population... I must have it.
The guards at the gate recognized Qian Mian and quickly let them through.Inside, the estate was lavish beyond belief.
At its center was a golden throne where a massive man reclined—fat to the point of intimidation.Trays of meat—beef, pork, dog—were piled high around him, the aroma overwhelming.
This was Altai, the Slave Master.
A servant raised a giant roasted knuckle to his mouth, and he bit into it greedily, oil glistening on his chin.
"Come, come!Anyone brought by Qian Mian is a friend of Altai's!Let's enjoy food, wine, and dance before we talk business!"
His tone was loud and warm, hard to refuse.
"Altai's like this," Qian Mian whispered."Eat big, drink big—and business becomes easy."
Yi Tianxing nodded and took a seat without hesitation.
"Then I'll gladly join.Fine food and wine are among my greatest pleasures."
Soon, plates of meat were served—not a single vegetable in sight.
He grabbed a knuckle and dug in. The flavor truly was excellent.The rich spices and slow roasting left a delicious aftertaste that spread through his entire body.
Even his Gourmet Cells began to stir, energizing his flesh and bone.
On the stage, a pair of exotic bronze-skinned women began a sword dance—bold, beautiful, and deadly.They clashed with fierce movements, yet exuded captivating elegance.
"What a breathtaking sword dance."Yi Tianxing clapped. "Altai, I'll speak plainly.I'm here to purchase slaves—specifically humans, male or female, young or old.Ideally with yellow skin—Han bloodlines.Can you deliver? What are your prices?"
No need to waste time with small talk.
Altai roared with laughter.
"Sir Yi jests!I, Altai, make my living on slave trade!If you want people, I'll get you people—as many as you want."
"You want a princess? I'll get you one.An emperor? A queen? Easy."
"In this industry, I am the best."
"So what's your pricing?" Yi Tianxing asked flatly.
"Normally, I charge standard rates.But today, since we've become friends, here's a special offer:
Elders and children—free. I gift them to you."
"Young men: 10 for 1 Nightmare Coin.
Young women: normally 8 for 1 coin—but for you, 10 for 1."
He downed a huge goblet of wine with full confidence.
Yi Tianxing gave a small nod.
"Generous, Altai. Then I'll place my first order now."
"I want… 10 trillion slaves."
Altai's goblet froze in midair.
And then—SPLURT!
He spat wine everywhere.
His eyes bulged.
He stared at Yi Tianxing like he'd just heard the most insane thing imaginable.