So it really is a soul tool?
Ye Qiu glanced at Xiao Lan in his arms and dismissed the thought.
If something happened to her, she might revive, but she would lose all her items—commonly known as "dropping equipment"—which would only benefit someone else.
"Brother~ Brother~ Is there anything to eat here?"
Xiao Lan noticed him looking at her and leaned close to his ear, asking softly. Her breath tickled, making Ye Qiu's ear itch slightly.
"I don't know either. If you see something you like later, just tell me~ Hmm?"
He gently pinched her nose and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Tch~"
The girl beside them still carried a hint of disdain in her voice.
"Hmph!"
Ye Qiu ignored her, but Xiao Lan stuck her tongue out at her.
During this time, the spatial soul tool was finally sold for 12,000 gold soul coins. Although the storage space was small, it was still quite rare.
The auction items were dazzling in variety—there was practically everything imaginable.
They even dared to openly engage in slave trading, something explicitly forbidden by the two great empires.
The next item up for auction was a large sword forged by Lou Gao's apprentice. It was visually impressive, but unfortunately… a Soul Master's true strength lay in their Martial Soul.
Something that didn't help a Soul Master better utilize their soul power or Martial Soul simply wasn't very valuable.
With his sharp eyesight, Ye Qiu noticed that the middle-aged man beside him had already pressed the bid button.
"Hehe… I bought it just to keep as a collection," the man explained when he noticed Ye Qiu's curiosity.
Ye Qiu nodded in understanding.
This really is the world of the rich…
Time passed slowly, and the auction was already halfway through.
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"Ladies and gentlemen! The next item will definitely catch your eye!"
The host's voice echoed throughout the venue through a special soul tool.
"Look, everyone!"
The host raised his hands and looked upward.
Clang…
The sound of chains rattling echoed from above.
A large, square iron cage slowly descended from the ceiling. At the same time, a rich floral fragrance filled the air, and petals began falling from above.
Ye Qiu frowned. He had already guessed what was inside.
As the cage descended, its contents were revealed.
Inside were two twin girls, their eyes hollow and lifeless. They were dressed in bikinis made of seashells—if such things could even be called clothes.
Each had a pair of cat ears standing upright on their heads and two tails swaying behind them—one black, one white.
They clung to each other instinctively, their flushed faces and bodies trembling slightly.
Thump!
The iron cage landed heavily in front of the host, who already held a long rod in his hand.
"Gentlemen! These black-and-white cat-eared sisters are absolutely top-tier!"
"After our special training… they are incredibly sensitive!"
"They'll give you the ultimate experience! They can even boost your confidence and help you say goodbye to weakness!"
"Hey! Is it really that amazing?"
"I get the top-tier part, but how exactly does it boost confidence?"
"Yes, yes! Explain!"
The VIP section immediately erupted with jeers and excited chatter.
"Since that's the case, I won't waste any more time…"
"I'll show you the results!"
The host smiled confidently and used the fur-covered rod to poke the white catwoman's waist.
"嘤~"
The moment she was touched, she let out a seductive cry, and azalea-like blossoms seemed to bloom across her skin.
Many men unconsciously clenched their legs together.
She trembled violently, clearly frightened, and though she eventually calmed down, her face and ear tips remained red.
"Awooo~!"
The lust-driven men in the VIP area howled like wolves.
"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think?"
"Did that reaction help restore your confidence?"
"To avoid staining the carpet, I won't touch her again."
"The starting bid is 300,000 gold soul coins! Each increase must be at least 10,000 gold soul coins!"
Bang!
The gavel struck.
"The bidding begins!"
The moment his words ended, bids flew rapidly.
"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Three hundred and eighty thousand!"
...
"Four hundred thousand gold soul coins!"
...
Huff…
Ye Qiu silently closed his eyes.
With his sharp senses, he could clearly feel the torment those two sisters had endured.
"How disgusting."
The girl beside him watched coldly, her face full of contempt.
"Sigh… This couple is beyond saving," her father said, shaking his head.
"This is the tragedy of the lower class."
"Brother~ Why are they fighting to buy those two girls?"
Xiao Lan looked around at the flushed faces of the middle-aged men, clearly confused.
Before Ye Qiu could answer, the girl beside them rolled her eyes and said with a smile,
"Because they like spanking girls."
"Huh?"
Little Blue, newly exposed to the human world, didn't understand.
"You'd better be careful!"
"If bad people catch you one day, they might sell you and spank you too!"
She clenched her fist and gave Xiao Lan a provocative smile.
At that moment, Ye Qiu's eyes turned dangerous, flashing red.
"Rongrong!"
The middle-aged man frowned sharply. "That's enough!"
"Ah… I—I don't want that! Brother will protect me!"
Xiao Lan buried herself in Ye Qiu's arms, tears welling up.
"Don't worry. Brother will definitely protect you."
Ye Qiu gently patted her back.
But his gaze turned icy as it shifted to the girl.
Three tomoe spun faintly within his bloodshot eyes as he cast her a sidelong glance.
"I think…"
"You're pretty disgusting too."
As he spoke, he quietly released a minor illusion along with a subtle restraining effect.
The girl caught a glimpse of Ye Qiu's eyes—
"Ah—!"
She screamed and nearly fell over.
"Rongrong! Are you alright?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly checked on her.
Ignoring him, she ran behind her seat and cried out,
"Grandpa Jian! That person bullied me!"
"Yes! I saw it!"
An authoritative voice rang out, tinged with anger.
Ye Qiu's heart skipped.
Someone behind me?!
I didn't even notice!
Turning around, he saw a silver-haired man in white robes—tall, imposing, his presence restrained yet terrifying.
His half-closed eyes suddenly opened.
Their gazes met.
Sharp.
Deadly sharp.
An invisible sword intent surged forth.
Click!
No time to react.
Ye Qiu's mask split cleanly in two and slid off his face.
"Hiss—!"
A sharp pain stabbed his eyes. Tears welled up as he instinctively closed them.
Ye Qiu lowered his head, covering his eyes.
I've really kicked a hornet's nest…
And worse—
I overlooked something extremely important.
Rongrong.
Grandpa Jian.
His heart trembled.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
These three were Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, and Sword Douluo—Chen Xin!
"Uncle Jian! Show mercy!"
The middle-aged man's voice confirmed it completely.
The moment Ye Qiu's mask fell, Ning Rongrong clearly saw his face and froze slightly.
This guy… isn't bad-looking…
"Brother! Are you alright?"
Xiao Lan dropped what she was holding and hugged Ye Qiu's head anxiously, trying to make him look up.
"It's nothing…"
Ye Qiu rubbed his eyes and lifted his head. His azure eyes were still bloodshot.
"Uncle Sword, let it go."
Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, placing his hand in front of Ye Qiu.
"What Rongrong said earlier… was indeed a bit excessive."
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