Lin Xuan moved quickly, snapping the slave collar around Saint Rosward's neck with a crisp click!
As for the female Celestial Dragon, Saint Shalria, she was no exception.
However, neither Lin Xuan nor Uchiha Madara laid a hand on her.
Madara chose a method far crueler.
He cast a Genjutsus upon her father and brother, controlling their bodies — forcing them to carry the collar over and personally clasp it around her neck.
Shalulia's terrified screams echoed through the auction hall.
"No! I don't want to wear that! Father! Brother! Stop it! I am a noble Celestial Dragon — I can't wear such a filthy thing!"
Of course she understood what it meant.
That collar wasn't just an explosive device that could threaten her life at any moment — it was the ultimate mark of shame.
Even if she ever managed to remove it, the humiliation would never fade.
For the rest of her life, she would be a laughingstock among the World Nobles, unable to raise her head again.
But her cries changed nothing.
To Madara, her resistance was meaningless.
And so — with a sharp click! —
The third Celestial Dragon slave was born.
Lin Xuan looked at the three of them with satisfaction, nodding approvingly.
"You know," he said cheerfully, "those collars actually look pretty good on you."
"You—!!"
The Genjutsus of Saint Rosward and his son dissolved, and both men, upon hearing Lin Xuan's mockery, almost fainted from sheer rage.
It was the ultimate humiliation.
Being beaten half to death earlier was nothing compared to this.
They had always proclaimed themselves descendants of the Creator, the gods of the world, worshipped and revered by all.
They had enslaved countless people, taken lives at a whim — and now, they themselves wore the chains of servitude.
The thought that they would become the laughingstock of all Celestial Dragon drove Saint Rosward to madness.
"You're finished!" he screamed hysterically.
"The Marine Headquarters will destroy you both! You'll die — horribly, miserably!"
Charlos bellowed beside him, his face twisted in fury.
"You filthy peasants! How dare you! You'll be riddled with holes when the Marine Admirals arrive!"
Lin Xuan, of course, wasn't the least bit bothered.
If anything, their curses only made him grin wider — because the more they raged, the more Prestige Points he'd harvest.
In fact, he was already planning his next move.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Word of the incident had already spread through the Sabaody Archipelago — people were panicking, rumors flying like wildfire.
And his Prestige Points were skyrocketing — over a hundred thousand already, and still climbing fast.
He couldn't possibly stop now.
The harvest had only just begun.
Madara, meanwhile, was visibly irritated by their constant shouting.
"Enough," he snapped coldly. "You keep repeating the same nonsense — aren't you tired of your own voices? I am."
Then, without another word, he strode forward and slapped each of the three Celestial Dragon across the face —
three crisp, thunderous blows that sent them sprawling like rag dolls.
Finally, blessed silence.
Lin Xuan chuckled, then turned to Rayleigh.
"Hey, old man Rayleigh — want to buy a couple of Celestial Dragon slaves? Since we're so close, I'll even give you a discount."
Rayleigh: "…"
He wanted to curse out loud.
Who the hell was "close" with them?!
But in the end, he didn't say a word — he simply turned around and walked away.
He'd had enough.
Staying here any longer would only drag him into madness.
When the Marines' fleets and Marine Admirals arrived, he might never get the chance to leave again.
Lin Xuan didn't stop him.
He'd already squeezed every bit of Prestige Points out of the old man — there was no value left in keeping him around.
After Rayleigh left, Lin Xuan grinned and called to Madara.
"Come on, let's head out too."
Madara frowned.
"What, you're running away now? Didn't you say the Marines Marine Admirals were coming?"
He shot Lin Xuan a faintly contemptuous look.
He'd thought Lin Xuan was as fearless and defiant as he was, but it seemed the man still feared authority after all.
Lin Xuan caught the misunderstanding and smiled.
"Relax. You won't miss your fight with the Marine Admirals. But even they need time to get here."
"So instead of sitting here waiting, why not take our three slaves for a stroll? Let the whole island have a good, long look."
Inside, he was practically laughing — how could he waste such perfect "walking Prestige Points generators"?
"What?!"
The three Celestial Dragons, who had been pretending to be unconscious, immediately sat up in horror.
Just moments ago, they had clung to a shred of hope — that once the Marines arrived, they could silence everyone, erase all evidence, and salvage their dignity.
But if they were paraded through the streets like common slaves…
then every single person on Sabaody Archipelago would witness their disgrace.
Their downfall would be irreversible.
Panic overcame pain — they scrambled to their feet and tried to flee.
Too bad for them — Uchiha Madara was not about to let them get away.
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