My Arts Evolve When Perfected

When the Eight-direction Reversing Ship arrived at the Thunder Great Realm, its reserve energy was nearly depleted. This was partly due to the long-distance voyage and partly because Liu Zili had consumed far too many resources.

Zuo Xuan truly hadn’t expected that a single human girl could drain their resources dry, forcing him to activate the backup power—which was now also almost used up.

The only solution now was to quickly harvest a batch of resources in the Thunder Great Realm, replenish their energy supplies, and then recharge the Eight-direction Reversing Ship.

However, recharging wasn’t easy. During their previous stops in undeveloped worlds, for example, it had taken a great deal of time. Recharging had accounted for a substantial portion of the entire voyage—one could say more than half their time was spent just on that. Now, he would have to spend some time in the Thunder Great Realm to replenish their energy as well.

However, it wouldn’t take too long this time. After all, the Thunder Great Realm was a developed world, a well-known Great Realm with incredibly abundant resources. He just needed to contact the local major powers, communicate a bit, and trade for what he needed.

This involved converting some of the non-energy resources on the ship into energy-type resources. For example, bringing out the slaves to trade for energy was the most common method.

Sometimes, a slave’s value didn’t necessarily lie in their combat prowess. After all, not every world was like the Desolate Realm, which ran arenas and made the duels between slaves its main business.

The young masters of some clans were also quite fond of exotic flavors. The thrill brought by this exoticism was considerable. After all, procreation is a natural desire inherent in every living being, unless they reproduce by means other than the common bisexual method.

Driven by this desire, the young masters would find an unexpected sort of stimulation, and Zuo Xuan, in turn, could sell his slaves for a good price.

As for aesthetics, there was no need to worry. His subordinates would inspect the goods among the slaves, and most of the females were quite attractive.

Besides, as long as they looked similar to the Human Race, it was fine. A full bust and a curvy rear were universally considered beautiful by biological standards and one of the more mainstream aesthetic preferences. Most races didn’t pay much attention to facial features; in their eyes, the beauty of a physique was what was truly stunning.

In other words, being from a different race didn’t matter. Most races had no reproductive barriers between them. They didn’t care about faces, focusing mainly on physical form.

Since most races had humanoid forms, the attraction between them was similar. The pull between opposite sexes was universal. As long as a figure was distinctive enough, projected a sense of power, and had a great visual impact, it was considered beautiful.

After all, procreation was also an important activity, requiring good physical conditioning and a matching body size. A partner, or the like, also had to be impressive when taken out in public.

Of course, they generally wouldn’t become actual partners, but that wasn’t Zuo Xuan’s concern. He only knew that his slaves were highly valuable. Having traveled through so many worlds and encountered so many races, he understood this type of trade very well. There was basically no good product that couldn’t be sold, only products whose market positioning hadn’t been properly identified.

Those with Talent and strength were sold to races that needed to cultivate soldiers. Those without Talent or potential, but with excellent figures, could be sold to those young masters who had never tasted exotic flavors.

One had to understand that cross-dimensional transport was controlled by the major powers. For most people, traversing worlds and crossing the void was an unattainable dream, something only achievable after reaching the Fusion Realm. Individuals of that caliber were exceedingly rare. As a result, the families of less powerful but still quite wealthy factions rarely ever saw females from other worlds, which lent them a powerful mystique.

Even in a place like the Thunder Great Realm, not everyone had experienced exoticism. Zuo Xuan’s name was renowned; if he was willing to sell, plenty of local powers would be eager to buy. After all, who didn’t know of Zuo Xuan, one of the Nine Venerables of the Nine Venerable Great Realm?

The man was also one of the helmsmen of a top-tier power in the Primordial world cluster—the pioneer organization. He was known for his love of exploring and plundering everywhere he went. His fearsome reputation had spread far and wide; it was practically impossible not to know of him.

And so, when he descended upon the Thunder Great Realm, the Thunder Clan quickly caught wind of his arrival. They hurriedly sent people to make contact and win him over. An emissary arrived bearing grand gifts, saying, "Venerable Zuo Xuan, I implore you to help us."

That’s right, the Thunder Clan had contacted Zuo Xuan at the first possible moment. After all, the arrival of such a powerful fleet could not go unnoticed. The scale of the Eight-direction Reversing Ship was simply too immense, and the sensation of space tearing as it descended was incredibly powerful. It demanded attention.

Moreover, such a powerful force was precisely the kind of strength the Thunder Clan needed to borrow. Regardless of whether Zuo Xuan harbored ulterior motives, their first priority was to make a good first impression and sway him to their side, rather than letting him establish contact with the armies of the Bloodthirsty White Tiger.

It was with this in mind that an emissary from the Thunder Clan—a Harmonization Realm expert—personally came to call on him. He even brought a considerable amount of energy resources. He was all too aware of Zuo Xuan’s character; his descent upon this world nine times out of ten meant he was low on energy and needed to make a trade.