"Shen family from the Eastern Domain?"
Tu Wenhai sneered, "How come I've never heard of an ancient Shen family in the Eastern Domain?"
"Young Master misunderstands, we are not an ancient family!" Shen Beitong quickly explained, a look of embarrassment on his face.
"Since you're not an ancient family, you dare to call yourselves the Shen family of the Eastern Domain?" Tu Wenhai said coldly, "I see you have two Saints guarding you, so you must have some background. If I capture you, I should be able to exchange for a lot of good stuff!"
"I am the Young Master of the Shen family, you can't capture me!" Shen Beitong cried out, clearly aware that once captured by the Kyushu Eighteen Gates, it would be difficult to get out, and the life within was not something he could endure.
"You really think highly of yourself!"
Tu Wenhai didn't hesitate and ordered his men to restrain him, preparing to take him to the Kyushu Eighteen Gates. Everyone within the formation barrier would be taken along.
Shen Beitong was bound, his face darkening. As for the others, they were confined within the formation. The formation could be moved at will, but they couldn't break through it, otherwise, they could have escaped.
"Young Master, this is troublesome!"
A white-haired elder spoke, "Being captured by the Kyushu Eighteen Gates, redeeming oneself requires numerous Saint Artifacts. Moreover, they are ruthless killers; a slight misstep could lead to death."
"Quickly think of a way, how can I get out of here alive!"
Shen Beitong said urgently, his eyes filled with panic. He never imagined things would turn out this way, nor was this what he had intended.
After all, as the eldest young master of the Shen family, he had never faced such a threat. He had also heard of the power of the Kyushu Eighteen Gates. These were a group of bandits who had formed an alliance called the Kyushu Eighteen Gates. Their combined strength was such that even Holy Lands would not dare to provoke them casually, which showed the depth of their influence.
This was also why the Kyushu Eighteen Gates dared to capture Saints. Within the Kyushu Eighteen Gates, there were numerous powerful experts guarding them, and Saints were countless. They specialized in plundering valuable items, sparing even Holy Lands. Therefore, people would feel apprehensive upon hearing the name Kyushu Eighteen Gates.
"I never thought you would end up like this!" Nu Fan said with a light smile, "You seem rather pathetic."
"What's there to be happy about? Aren't you captured too?" Shen Beitong said coldly, "At least I have the Shen family to ransom me. You might not be so lucky, and it's highly likely you'll die in the Kyushu Eighteen Gates."
Lu Fan ignored him and didn't take it seriously. Although these bandits were vicious, Lu Fan could see that they were not people who committed evil. They were likely so skilled at this because they were used to it.
"I have an eighty-year-old mother at home. If I'm captured like this, I might never see her again!"
A man said with a sob, his eyes filled with fear. The Kyushu Eighteen Gates had a fearsome reputation, and now that they were captured, it was unlikely they would return.
"If anyone makes a fuss, kill them directly!"
Tu Wenhai said coldly, "You've been captured by my Kyushu Eighteen Gates and dare to make noise here? Do you wish to die!"
The man was terrified and quickly shut his mouth. He didn't want to die here. Perhaps by going to the Kyushu Eighteen Gates, there was still a glimmer of hope.
After a long while, they were released from the formation. However, they were no longer in their original location but on a vast grassland. Above the grassland was a massive spirit mine, and many miners were transporting spirit ore, looking quite fatigued, but without any threat to their lives.
"This will be your job from now on. Once you come to my Kyushu Eighteen Gates, don't even think about leaving!" Tu Wenhai said, "As long as you work hard, my Kyushu Eighteen Gates will have inexhaustible wealth. If you disobey, there's only one word, and I believe you know what that word means!"
After speaking, Tu Wenhai took out a spirit ring. With a wave of his hand, the spiritual energy of everyone present gradually dissipated and was absorbed into the spirit ring, while a sealing force sealed the spiritual energy of everyone present.
Although some resisted forcefully, they were unable to do anything against the powerful suppression. They could only let the spirit ring absorb their spiritual energy and seal them.
"Tu Wenhai, have you captured another batch of new slaves?"
A woman walked over, glancing around. She appeared strong and imposing, exuding a powerful aura.
"Yes, these slaves have good quality!"
Tu Wenhai nodded, "The spirit mine is in need of manpower!"
"You captured slaves and didn't even tell me!"
The woman said indignantly, moving her large frame towards the crowd, as if selecting satisfactory slaves.
"Hey, Fatty, you played a few to death last time. Why are you picking again?" Tu Wenhai said with a wry smile, "Who can withstand your torment?"
"What do you mean by that!" Fatty shot him a glare, "If you're unwilling to part with these slaves, then you come accompany me instead. I happen to find you quite attractive, and it suits my taste!"
"Never mind, never mind, I don't have the time!" Tu Wenhai quickly said. He knew very well that if he was truly taken by this Fatty, he might not be able to get away. Moreover, he wasn't interested.
"The quality of this batch of slaves is quite high!" Fatty observed them carefully before approaching Lu Fan, "This one is good, I'll take him!"
"You really know how to pick!" Tu Wenhai glared, "You're so young, yet as strong as an ox, and you appear to be a Saint."
"A Saint?"
Fatty looked at Lu Fan and said in surprise, "You didn't capture a young master from some aristocratic family, did you? If that's the case, they won't let us Kyushu Eighteen Gates off easily!"
"You speak as if it matters who he is. Even if he's an aristocratic young master, once he's in my Kyushu Eighteen Gates, he must abide by the rules of the Kyushu Eighteen Gates," Tu Wenhai chuckled, "I'd love to capture the Saint Sons and Saintesses from the Holy Lands, so we can enjoy ourselves."
"That's an excellent idea!" Fatty nodded, "Next time, if there's an opportunity, strike directly!"
Lu Fan stood aside, looked at Fatty, and then said, "I have no enmity with you, why did you capture me?"
"A good question!"
Tu Wenhai laughed heartily, "Have you ever heard of the Kyushu Eighteen Gates? You're still asking why we captured you?"
"Never heard of it!" Lu Fan shrugged, glancing around. He noticed that the Kyushu Eighteen Gates seemed like an impregnable fortress, with formations covering the surroundings.