After requesting that Uchiha Madara not be killed but captured alive, Charloss Saint seemed to think it wasn't enough and added, "Don't damage his handsome face! I won't allow this slave to become ugly!"
Upon hearing this demand from the female Celestial Dragon, the faces of everyone in the auction house fell.
If possible, they really wanted to tell her that this Uchiha Madara was extremely dangerous and not so easy to capture. In fact, the slightest misstep could lead to massive casualties, let alone capturing him completely unharmed!
The auctioneer wanted to advise the Celestial Dragons to leave the auction house immediately. But seeing the expressions of Charloss Saint and the others, he knew that if he uttered such words, he might end up like his companion who had just been shot dead.
So, in the end, he didn't dare say a single word of refusal and could only grit his teeth, ordering his guards to continue surrounding Uchiha Madara.
Of course, he hadn't completely lost hope. He believed that even the strongest individuals had their limits. No matter how powerful Uchiha Madara was, he would eventually tire. As long as they used sheer numbers, they could eventually capture Madara and hand him over to Charloss Saint.
However, it was clear that he had vastly underestimated Uchiha Madara.
Not only were their numbers insufficient to pose any threat to Madara, but Madara was also currently in an Edo Tensei state!
What were the characteristics of an Edo Tensei body?
Immortality!
Automatic recovery from injuries!
An endless supply of chakra!
With these traits alone, even if the number of guards in the auction house increased tenfold, they still wouldn't be able to do anything to Uchiha Madara.
Moreover, Madara possessed numerous devastating ninjutsu techniques.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
As the guards recklessly charged forward to surround Madara again, he spat out a massive fireball from his mouth, instantly igniting the guards.
"Ahhh!"
The guards screamed in agony, rolling on the ground in an attempt to extinguish the flames.
The spectators in the auction house, who had been watching the scene with amusement earlier, were now horrified.
"He's a Devil Fruit user!"
"How is that possible? Wasn't he wearing seastone handcuffs?!"
"Why can he still use his Devil Fruit powers while wearing seastone cuffs?"
"Wait, look! The cuffs have been shattered by force!"
"What?! Doesn't seastone drain all strength? How did he do that? Did the seastone fail?!"
As the situation spiraled out of control, the so-called upper-class elites panicked, scrambling backward to distance themselves from Uchiha Madara.
Lin Xuan remained seated calmly, even watching with interest as the guards burned under the fire jutsu.
After all, he had already planned to cause chaos on Sabaody Archipelago—the bigger, the better. These auction house scum were vile creatures who deserved no mercy, and he felt no pity as Madara burned them alive.
Disco and the other auction house staff were equally terrified.
If possible, they would have turned and fled immediately. But the Rosward Saint family gave them no such opportunity.
Rosward Saint watched Uchiha Madara with great interest. "This male slave is actually a Devil Fruit user, and quite a powerful one at that. Excellent!"
Charloss Saint immediately interjected, "Father, I saw him first! You can't take him from me!"
Hearing his daughter's words, Rosward Saint could only shake his head regretfully. "Fine, fine. He's yours. I won't take him."
Shalria Saint, however, pouted in dissatisfaction. "Sister is so lucky. I was quite interested in this male slave too!"
Listening to their conversation, Lin Xuan could only think one thing: Unbelievable. Seeing is truly believing.
Although he had seen how absurd the Celestial Dragons were in the anime, witnessing it firsthand in reality was still mind-boggling.
In such a situation, they were still casually discussing the "ownership" of Uchiha Madara as if it were nothing. How utterly ridiculous!
Meanwhile, Madara had finally been pushed to the brink of fury by these three clowns.
Just as he was about to strike and kill the Rosward Saint family, Lin Xuan suddenly called out, "Hey, Madara, you can beat them up, but don't kill them! They're still useful to me!"
His words instantly stunned the entire room.
What had they just heard?
This man was telling Uchiha Madara to beat up the World Nobles and not kill them?!
Was this guy insane?
How could anyone in this world dare to entertain such a mad idea?
For a moment, countless eyes locked onto Lin Xuan. At the same time, he heard the system's notification in his mind:
"Ding! Congratulations, Host. Reputation points +9999!"
Hearing this, Lin Xuan's smile widened.
Indeed, seizing the perfect moment to create a shocking spectacle was the fastest way to earn reputation points!
Meanwhile, the Rosward Saint family was equally stunned by Lin Xuan's words.
However, they soon burst into laughter, as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Hahaha! This is hilarious!"
"He's saying this slave should just beat us and not kill us?"
"This slave wouldn't dare lay a finger on us even if he had the courage of a god!"
The three of them laughed uncontrollably, nearly convulsing with amusement.
Many in the crowd also joined in, mocking Lin Xuan and looking at him as if he were an idiot.
But just as their laughter reached its peak, a cold voice echoed from behind the Rosward Saint family:
"Oh? And what if I do dare to hit you? What will you do about it?"
The laughter in the auction house abruptly ceased.
Everyone watched in horror as Uchiha Madara stepped forward, slowly approaching the Rosward Saint family—as if he truly intended to beat them senseless.
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