"What… what's going on?"
"What did that guy just do?"
"Could he be some big shot?"
"Yeah, otherwise why would those people kneel to him?"
…
The dungeon was filled with murmurs of confusion and disbelief.
Rayleigh's gaze, however, remained fixed on Uchiha Madara. His mind was in turmoil — Was that some kind of Devil Fruit ability? Did he just control those people?!
But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't recall any Devil Fruit with an ability like that.
At that moment, Lin Xuan suddenly smiled and said, "Have them bring their master here."
To Rayleigh's astonishment, the Madara who had seemed completely unwilling to obey before suddenly turned obedient. He ordered the kneeling group calmly,
"Go. Bring your master here."
"Yes!" Roya answered respectfully, then hurriedly left.
As for the dungeon guards, they remained kneeling motionless on the ground.
Rayleigh frowned deeply. How…? Madara was the one who used those strange eyes to control the others, yet now he himself is obeying Lin Xuan? Does that mean Lin Xuan can actually control him too?
The logic didn't make sense. Madara controls them… but Lin Xuan controls Madara?
Before Rayleigh could figure it out, his expression suddenly changed. "Wait—the 'master' of this auction house? Don't tell me you mean… a Celestial Dragon?!"
He turned sharply toward the two men. "Hey, you two—what are you planning to do?"
Madara ignored him completely.
Lin Xuan, however, glanced at Rayleigh with amusement. "Nothing much. I just plan to leave this place—and maybe do something big on the way."
He didn't elaborate what that "big thing" was.
Rayleigh frowned, then turned to Madara. "That eye of his… is it some kind of Devil Fruit ability?"
The room fell quiet. Everyone stared intently at Lin Xuan and Madara, waiting for an answer.
Madara's expression remained cold and detached—he could see and hear everything, but his body was fully under Lin Xuan's control.
Lin Xuan didn't mind explaining; if anything, talking about it could earn him more Prestige Points. He smiled generously and said,
"That's not a Devil Fruit ability. It's a kind of dojutsu called the Sharingan."
The slaves around him looked blank.
"Eye technique?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Never heard of it before!"
…
Rayleigh took another look at Madara's eyes, then asked curiously, "Brother, can you tell me what this so-called eye technique does? Why did those people suddenly kneel and start obeying your orders?"
Lin Xuan grinned. "Because they've fallen under Madara's Genjutsus. Inside the Genjutsus, Madara is their master. That's why they're so obedient."
"What?!"
Gasps and shouts filled the prison cell, the crowd growing more and more agitated.
Ding! Congratulations, Host — you have gained 300 Prestige Points!
The notification echoed in Lin Xuan's mind.
But he wasn't exactly pleased. "Tch, there are too few people here. This rate of earning Prestige Points is way too slow!"
The 300 points had come from his earlier display—using Madara's Genjutsus to make Roya and the guards kneel, then shocking everyone by explaining the Sharingan.
Out of that, Rayleigh alone had contributed 200 Prestige Points; the rest, being weak nobodies, barely contributed a few points each.
After seeing the prices in the Prestige Store—items costing tens of thousands, even millions—this small gain was far from satisfying.
Just as Lin Xuan was grumbling inwardly, a voice suddenly shouted from within the cell,
"Since you can control them now, can you make them unlock our collars and shackles?"
Lin Xuan turned toward the speaker and saw it was a massive giant.
"Of course I can," Lin Xuan said casually.
He gave Madara a mental command, and immediately, Madara used his Genjutsus to make the guards step forward and remove Lin Xuan's shackles and explosive collar.
"It actually worked!"
"Incredible!"
"He really can control them!"
The other slaves were stunned, then grew wildly excited.
Many began shouting eagerly, begging Lin Xuan to free them as well.
But Lin Xuan was no saint. He couldn't care less about them.
Their constant noisy pleas irritated him, so he simply had Madara cast another Genjutsus—instantly silencing the crowd.
"Ah, finally some peace."
Lin Xuan smiled faintly, then turned his attention back to Rayleigh.
Earlier, Rayleigh and a few others with stronger wills had remained calm, not shouting like the rest, so Lin Xuan had spared them from the Genjutsus's effect.
Rayleigh stared at Madara, his tone solemn. "That's a terrifying ability."
Then his sharp eyes shifted to Lin Xuan. "But I have a feeling… you're even more dangerous."
Lin Xuan froze for a moment, then smirked.
"Heh… 'Dark King' Rayleigh. Your insight is as sharp as ever."
The few remaining conscious slaves nearby widened their eyes in shock upon hearing that name.