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Chapter 7

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"What... what is going on?"

"What did that guy do?"

"Could he be some big shot?"

"That's right, otherwise why would these guys kneel?"

Everyone discussed it one after another, their faces filled with shock and confusion.

Rayleigh, however, had been staring fixedly at Uchiha Madara, feeling very shocked: Did he activate some Devil Fruit ability to control these people?

However, he thought about it over and over, and really couldn't think of any Devil Fruit ability that took this form.

And at this moment, Lin Xuan suddenly smiled and said: "Tell them to bring their master over here!"

Rayleigh was shocked to find that Uchiha Madara, who had been very uncooperative with Lin Xuan just a moment ago, was now very cooperatively issuing orders to Roya and the others: "Go, bring your master over here!"

"Yes!" Roya responded respectfully, and then quickly retreated.

As for those jailers who originally belonged to this dungeon, they didn't move now, still kneeling on the ground.

Rayleigh was very confused: why did Uchiha Madara suddenly obey Lin Xuan's orders?

Could it be that Lin Xuan really could control Uchiha Madara?

But this situation wasn't right; Uchiha Madara clearly used his strange eyes to control Roya and the others, so how could he himself be controlled by another person?

Before he could figure out these questions, Rayleigh's expression suddenly changed: The master behind the auction house? Isn't that a Celestial Dragon?!

Rayleigh asked directly: "Hey, you two guys, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Uchiha Madara ignored him.

Lin Xuan, however, looked at Rayleigh with interest and said: "Nothing much, I just want to leave this place, and incidentally do something big!"

As for what big thing, Lin Xuan didn't explain.

Rayleigh frowned and suddenly looked at Uchiha Madara, asking: "These eyes of his... are they some kind of Devil Fruit ability?"

The others around had also quieted down, all of them staring tightly at Lin Xuan and Uchiha Madara, waiting for an answer.

Uchiha Madara remained indifferent; after all, he was currently completely under Lin Xuan's control, and although he could hear and see the movements outside, he couldn't control his own body at all!

Lin Xuan felt that saying these things didn't matter, and he could incidentally earn some Prestige Points, so he explained quite generously: "This is not a Devil Fruit ability; this is a type of Dojutsu, called Sharingan!"

These words left the surrounding slaves somewhat bewildered.

"What is a Dojutsu?"

"What the hell is a Sharingan?"

"Don't know, never heard of it!"

Rayleigh glanced at Uchiha Madara's eyes and asked Lin Xuan with interest: "Young man, can you explain what the so-called Dojutsu does? Why did they suddenly kneel before you just now and obey your orders?"

Lin Xuan grinned and said: "Because they fell under Madara's Genjutsu. In the Genjutsu, Madara is their master, which is why they were so obedient!"

"What?!"

Inside the cage, a chorus of exclamations suddenly erupted, and immediately after, the emotions of many slaves began to stir!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining three hundred Prestige Points!"

A system prompt sounded directly in Lin Xuan's mind.

Lin Xuan, however, felt somewhat dissatisfied: There are too few people in this dungeon; the speed of earning Prestige Points is simply too slow!

It turned out that these Prestige Points were obtained just now when he controlled Uchiha Madara to use Genjutsu to make Roya and the others kneel, and also by explaining the Sharingan's ability, shocking the people around.

Among them, Rayleigh contributed two hundred Prestige Points, while the other nobodies were too weak and basically only contributed two or three Prestige Points, adding up to only one hundred.

Having seen the items in the Prestige Mall that cost hundreds of thousands or millions, and then seeing this rate of Prestige Point growth, Lin Xuan was naturally very dissatisfied.

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