Lord of Pets

"Bagas, book this stall and hurry up. It's time for us to attend the fair."

"Yes, Master Thomas Unger."

Far away, Bai Wushang put the broken roots into the storage space and looked ahead intently.

There was a relatively large team there, which was out of place in this neighborhood-like black market, and quickly attracted his attention.

The leader is a young alien, five meters tall, with a round body, and two rattan knives on his waist.

Bai Wushang's eyes were filled with surprise.

This kind of species has never been seen by the outside world. The first time I heard about it, it was on the information scroll of Twenty-one Ghost Street.

- Samurai Tomato.

A highly intelligent spirit, proficient in sword skills and good at rolling and slashing.

In Bai Wushang's eyes, this is also a typical representative of the extraordinary world's wonders, on the same level as Benchhua.

But Samurai Tomato is much stronger. The one in front of him is in the middle stage of immortal body and 5-star overlord level.

Among the twenty-one ghost streets, there is also a king-level "Tomato Royal Family", sitting on the throne of the little ghost king.

There is an obvious connection between the two, as can be seen from the fact that the stall owner was so submissive and his face turned pale with fear.

"Well, my young master has always been generous. If I hand this herb over to you, the goods on this table will become ours. You shouldn't have any objections, right?"

Protecting the Tomato Warriors are six "Watermelon Taro" monsters, which are also the same type of monsters, but their bloodline quality is three stars behind and they belong to a vassal group.

The one with the largest body and the most arrogant smile threw a herb on the ground with a grin, and swept away all the goods with a wave of his hand.

The original stall owner had his head buried low and could only look at his toes.

But its gently trembling body, in addition to fear, almost overflowed with suppressed anger.

When the team was far away, it trampled the herbs to pieces, its cold fangs pointed towards the sky.

"Damn it! Damn it! This is too much for bullying an animal!"

"The big ghost king family will not bully the weak without mercy. The descendants of the little ghost king, who are so lawless, will be cooked into tomato soup by their enemies sooner or later!"

"Forget it, just hide and scold them secretly. Don't let anyone who cares hear you."

"Otherwise, otherwise you won't be able to see the darkness of tomorrow. I don't want to eat the meatballs you made in the soup kitchen..."

A stall owner who seemed to be a friend whispered comfort.

Upon noticing Bai Wushang's approach, they immediately shut up and looked up and down with vigilant eyes.

"Little Ghost King..."

Bai Wushang glanced at the team that was hurried away, the corner of his mouth under the mask raised a slight arc, and he followed them leisurely.

He was quite interested in the fair.

Again, twenty-one ghost streets, although the proportion of humans in it is not even one tenth.

But as long as it involves the crystallization of wisdom, it is more or less related.

There are too many extraordinary creatures who are willing to imitate, learn from, learn from, and refer to human culture.

Over time, after many different products were born, some of them were carried forward.

A grand sale is an "auction".

After talking to individual stall owners, I learned that every thirty nights, Twenty-One Ghost Street will hold such an event.

There will be a large number of strange and priceless treasures inside. Creatures that cannot reach a certain level of wealth and strength are not even qualified to participate.

"Have you heard? Tomatoes, flower demons, stone barbarians, steel claws... these little ghost king families are all participating in today's grand sale. There are even rumors of beasts, including "Yuri" and "Flying Corpse". Went there too..."

"Why is it so lively... Oh, my friend, I understand, that clan has just been defeated, and there are many assets that can be divided up. It is indeed a real grand event..."

"Yuri?" Bai Wushang's ears twitched slightly, and his attention reached a new level.

This is the biggest goal of this mission.

Although it can be forced, he prefers to use resourcefulness + force to solve the problem, and does not want to rely on external force from beginning to end.

After all, the real battlefield is not here, but with Drunken and Zulong.

In addition to completing the task, Bai Wushang also wanted to hone himself so as to achieve faster and more efficient growth.

The Heavenly Master and the Immortal are a bit weaker after all.

Pointing his sword towards nirvana is what he wants to do.

"Stop, where are you going?"

Seeing the bustling beast figures lining up to head for the sunken stairs at the end of the road, Bai Wushang followed them.

Unexpectedly, the four villainous seducers turned into ghosts and blocked his front, back, left and right, blocking his movement space.

"Go to the grand sale." Bai Wushang replied calmly without squinting.

The Seducer is a relatively powerful ghost-type creature at the immortal level, and is inherently cruel and ruthless.

Coupled with their status as "patrol guards", each one of them was extremely arrogant.

Especially the one on the right, a pair of ghost claws flew in front of Bai Wushang and almost caught his mask.

The soul messages sent out are as sharp as metal cutting, making people frown.

"Garbage is not welcome at the grand sale. If you don't have enough financial resources, you can get away as far as you want!"

"So...how do you prove your financial strength?"

Bai Wushang wasn't angry at all, he just coveted the opponent's food cells and wanted Xiao Ci to secretly strike him with a sword.

He tried hard to suppress his unfriendly thoughts, but the other party kept jumping and dancing on the edge of the minefield.

When Bai Wushang took out five drops of holy blood, which he estimated was neither too rich nor too frustrating, his four eyes shone brightly, and one of them suddenly pounced forward, making a violent grab.

With just a gap left, Bai Wushang was about to cut through the ice boundary, put a sharp blade of light on its face, and let it taste the sunshine.

The one who saved its life was the soul seducer on the left. His semi-substantial body bumped forward, blocking the ghost claws and making way for it at the same time.

"Fourth, calm down. We are not lonely ghosts now. We have positions. Do you want to get rich overnight, or do you want to get rich every day?!"

"Well... I'm sorry, brother, this drop of holy blood with dark attributes is really too hot..."

In front of Bai Wushang, several people winked and winked, and reason finally defeated desire.

"Sir, please remember to get a badge at the door."

The eldest brother of the seducer forced himself not to look at the palm holding the jade bottle, pointed his ghost paw in front, and then hurriedly left with his three younger brothers.

"What a pity, my 1560 points of gourmet cells..."

Bai Wushang glanced at it, withdrew his gaze, and walked towards the stairs again.

I have to say that the actual experience of officially entering the venue for the grand sale is completely different.

The noisy beasts and rude and arrogant voices seemed to have suddenly become a thing of the past.

It was very quiet inside, with candles hanging on the walls neatly arranged, and one after another strangely shaped creatures walking inward along the dim passage.

Bai Wushang took a stone waistband from an adult fox girl kneeling on the ground.

After that, the journey was smooth, until we entered a hall and saw a giant stage made of ghost flame fireflies, and we showed a hint of surprise.