"Hehe, little catgirl, why are you shopping all alone?"
"Want us uncles to take you out to play?"
"We'll show you our big goldfish."
The catgirl Little Tang San had been targeted by people from the Heaven Dou Auction.
These people also had powerful backing. In broad daylight, beneath the bright heavens, they were about to lay hands on the little catgirl outright.
Tang San's brows knitted deeply.
These people were truly despicable, actually making dirty jokes at her expense.
What big goldfish?
This little kitty certainly didn't want her mouth stuffed full of big goldfish.
And they actually dared to set their sights on her. They had practically found their path to death.
What bitter days had Tang San been living lately?
Every day, she was bullied by Luo Li, and her catgirl mother wouldn't even take her side, intent on turning her into a proper lady.
The slightest mistake earned her harsh punishment.
Little Tang San had been repressed to the extreme.
She had just been fretting over finding some people to really let loose on.
And here they were.
Although Tang San was a little catgirl, she was still very, very young.
These people actually intended to lay hands on such a young child.
There was no need for Tang San to recite any Tang Sect sayings. These people had already crossed death's boundary and were certain to die.
So Little Tang San first pretended to be frightened and ran into an empty alley nearby.
Once she had lured these people over, her panicked demeanor changed completely.
Her entire demeanor turned as dark as still water, and she stared at these fellows as though looking at corpses.
"Hahaha, brothers, look at the way this little catgirl is looking at us!"
"She doesn't actually think she can beat us, does she? Hahaha!"
"So fierce! But the fiercer and wilder, the better. Those noble lords love training little catgirls like this."
A lavishly dressed middle-aged man laughed so hard that the stubble on his face danced.
The more he looked at Tang San's little catgirl appearance, the more he admired her.
What was even more precious was that this little catgirl was very cute and beautiful.
Her skin, especially, was crystalline as snow, fair with a rosy glow, and tender.
It seemed that the slightest pinch to her cheek would squeeze water out.
He felt that such a fresh, lovely little catgirl could fetch an even higher price.
The man could even envision the catgirl he had caught claiming the title of the highest bid at the Heaven Dou Auction.
Just thinking about it made him drool.
Especially as he looked at such a cute, fresh little catgirl, he could barely restrain himself from pouncing on her right then and bullying her mercilessly.
However, as someone who worked for the Heaven Dou Auction, he had no shortage of women by his side.
Little Tang San the catgirl was a supreme specimen!
If he damaged her here, she wouldn't fetch a good price.
Thus, the man paid no heed to Tang San the catgirl at all, reaching out and spreading his wicked hand to seize the frail little catgirl.
Tang San's gaze was icy.
As the man approached her, she moved with dreamlike, illusory steps-Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
With an exceedingly clever maneuver, she evaded his grasp.
She even made him grab empty air, his body involuntarily toppling backward.
Seizing that moment, Tang San curled the corner of her lips and drew a fruit knife from her thigh.
Her gaze sharpened, and she swept upward from below, the fruit knife slicing through the man's neck.
Sshh...
In an instant, bright red blood sprayed out.
Disbelief covered the man's face.
How could he possibly have imagined that Tang San, a tiny catgirl who looked as though a single slap could send her flying, could be so ruthless, striking to kill the moment she acted?
Not only had his neck been slit, but the blood vessels, throat, and windpipe within had all been severed.
The man was in excruciating pain, blood spraying everywhere.
He couldn't help clutching his neck with both hands, trying to stop the bleeding.
But clutching his neck also blocked his windpipe, immediately making it difficult for him to breathe.
Even if he released his hands now, his windpipe was already full of blood.
In the end, the man collapsed to the ground, twitching incessantly. His fate was easy to imagine.
And with those movements that flowed like drifting clouds and running water, Tang San had not only slit the man's throat with a single stroke.
The little catgirl had also swiftly dodged the blood spraying from him, without letting even the slightest drop stain her.
Seeing the man killed, the others froze on the spot, unable to believe it.
This had to be a joke, right?
Someone was playing a joke on them, right?
How could such a tiny catgirl be so formidable?
Some even couldn't help rubbing their eyes, unable to accept the scene before them.
But these people had done untold amounts of dirty work in secret, capturing plenty of women and snatching plenty of children.
They lived lives of licking blood from a knife's edge, and some were even Soul Masters.
Every one of them instantly drew their weapons, while the Soul Masters activated Martial Soul Possession.
"You filthy bitch! You actually disguised yourself as a helpless little catgirl and killed our boss!"
"I'll kill you!"
A burly man drew a cleaver from his waist and charged furiously at the catgirl Little Tang San.
Little Tang San's gaze remained icy.
This brawny fellow's wild hacking and slashing showed that he hadn't grasped any technique at all.
Purple light shone in Tang San's eyes-Purple Demon Eye.
The man's movements seemed to slow countless times over in her eyes.
After this man launched his attack, two more burly men immediately slashed at her with weapons, intending to work together to subdue Little Tang San as quickly as possible.
Tang San lifted the hem of her clothes and took several slender needles from her trouser leg.
Her body spun once on the spot, and her hand suddenly shot outward with a swish.
Three slender needles silently flew from her hand and struck the three men.
And the places they struck happened to be their eyes.
After severely wounding the three, Tang San surged forward like a roaming dragon and dispatched all three in a few swift moves.
Then only two people remained.
But these two were the most difficult to deal with, because both women were Soul Masters.
One woman's Martial Soul was a slipper.
There were even several black marks resembling toes on that slipper. Just looking at it was utterly disgusting.
A yellow Soul Ring also encircled the slipper. She was a Soul Master.
The other was far more ordinary, her Martial Soul being vines.
After she released her Martial Soul, she also lit up briefly.
At once, vines rose from the ground and bound Tang San.
The other Soul Master, holding the slipper, curled her lips in disdain and slowly walked toward Tang San, raising the slipper in her hand.
"Little wildcat, you're pretty vicious!"
"But what does it matter how strong an ordinary person is? You'll never break free of vine entanglement."
"Don't resist, or this slipper of mine will smack you into an idiot."
The Soul Master holding the slipper lowered it again.
Then she took a rope from her waist, intending to work with the other Soul Master's vine entanglement to tie Tang San up.
"Damn it, let me go!"
Tang San struggled desperately.
She discovered that this person's vines weren't wrapped all that tightly, but were loose in some places and tight in others, like springs.
That made it very difficult for her to break free.
This was the advantage of a control-type Soul Master.
Meanwhile, hidden somewhere Tang San and these people from the Heaven Dou Auction knew nothing about, two people were quietly watching the scene.
One of them had a face like polished jade and a refined, gentle demeanor.
Looking at Tang San the catgirl, who had already been captured, he shook his head with a sigh and said:
"These people are getting bolder and bolder. They actually dare to abduct people inside Heaven Dou City."
Behind him, four immensely tall figures with withered faces, shriveled muscles and skin, and sunken eyes stood like guards.
Looking at Little Tang San, who had already been captured, someone said to the man in front:
"Shall I take action?"
The refined middle-aged man gently shook his head and said:
"We cannot break the rules. Come with me to the auction."
"She's different from those women the auction raised from childhood. She still has a soul."