How Am I Supposed to Clean This Up?

The auction hall erupted into chaos.

Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched the pink figure smash toward the auction platform like a cannonball, followed closely by an even faster, blurry shadow.

"Insane! Someone actually dares to make a move in the Seven Treasures Auction House?"

"That's the territory of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"Who are these people? Do they have a death wish?"

After a brief dead silence came an even greater uproar.

In a corner of the auction house, Dai Mubai abruptly rose to his feet.

"Xiao San and Xiao Wu!"

Beside him, Ma Hongjun's eyes widened, and the chicken leg in his mouth nearly fell out.

"Damn! Why did they rush up there?"

A fierce glint flashed through Dai Mubai's Evil Eyes.

"I don't know what happened, but we can't let them face this alone! Fatty, stop eating. Let's go!"

Golden light instantly covered his entire body. Two yellow and one purple soul rings suddenly rose around him as the White Tiger Martial Soul possessed him!

Ma Hongjun tossed aside his chicken leg, the fat on his face trembling.

"Boss is right! Screw them! How dare they bully Little Sister Xiao Wu!"

Red flames burst forth. Two yellow and one purple soul rings also lit up as the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul possessed him!

Without hesitation, the two followed Tang San and Xiao Wu, leaping directly down from the second floor!

Boom!

The heavy impact of their landing, accompanied by rippling Soul Power, once again drew the attention of the entire hall.

In the corner, Zhu Zhuqing frowned tightly. Her black figure flickered in the shadows as the Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Soul quietly possessed her. However, she did not rush out immediately. Instead, she calmly observed the situation, searching for the best moment to intervene.

"Heavens! Two more young soul masters!"

"That one is... a tiger-type Martial Soul?"

"And the other is a bird-type Martial Soul? Such powerful flames! Is that a flamingo?"

"Who exactly are these young people? Are they all monsters?"

The crowd below cried out in shock. Looking at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who had suddenly appeared, and sensing the equally formidable Soul Power fluctuations around them, they were completely stunned.

Such young Soul Grand Masters and a Soul Elder, all with such powerful Martial Souls—this completely overturned everything they knew.

On the auction platform, Li An's heart also pounded wildly at this sudden turn of events.

But he was an experienced supervisor, and his reaction was extremely fast.

Seeing Tang San's lightning-fast figure about to touch the pink pajamas on the tray, a sharp light flashed in Li An's eyes.

With a flick of his right hand, the silver Storage Soul Tool ring on his finger glimmered faintly, and the pink Bunny Ear Pajamas on the tray instantly vanished!

Almost at the same time, Li An gave a low shout.

At once, thick earthen-yellow light surged from his body, covering him entirely and forming a protective layer of Soul Power.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple—four soul rings rose from beneath his feet!

The aura of a level forty-seven defense-type Soul Ancestor was fully displayed!

Clang!

Tang San's palm, infused with the internal energy of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, slammed heavily into Li An's hastily formed Soul Power barrier, producing a dull metallic crash.

Li An's body swayed as he retreated half a step, and the floor beneath his feet cracked slightly.

He felt a concealed force attempting to burrow into his body. He hurriedly circulated his Soul Power to dissolve it, a trace of shock flashing across his face.

What tremendous strength!

Was this kid's Soul Power really only level twenty-nine?

That strike had caught him off guard, and he had only managed to form a Soul Power barrier—but he was still a Soul Ancestor!

And a defense-type Soul Ancestor at that!

After steadying himself, Li An was both shocked and furious as he looked at these ignorant little brats before him.

Three Soul Grand Masters and one Soul Elder?

He was not afraid of them, but their actions were a direct slap in the face of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

"You little brats! Have you gone mad?!"

His voice carried Soul Power, making everyone's eardrums ache.

"This is the Seven Treasures Auction House! You will not be allowed to run wild here!"

"Do you know the consequences of fighting here?!"

The crowd below also came back to their senses.

"Supervisor Li is a level forty-seven Soul Ancestor! His Martial Soul is the Earth Armor Turtle, renowned for its defense!"

"That's right. If I remember correctly, even a Soul King would have to put in considerable effort to break through his Earth Armor Shield and Immovable as a Mountain!"

"These young people may be extraordinarily gifted, but they were too impulsive. Offending the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will not end well for them."

"What a pity for such talented youngsters..."

Amid the murmurs, Xiao Wu had already landed on the auction platform. Her once lively eyes were now bloodshot as she stared fixedly at Li An.

"Consequences?"

Her voice was icy and piercing, filled with barely restrained rage.

"Then tell me first! Why are my pajamas here?!!"

"Who gave you the nerve to auction off my things?!"

Xiao Wu's imposing manner made Li An hesitate for a moment, but his own anger quickly rose.

He was the supervisor of the Seven Treasures Auction House, a level forty-seven Soul Ancestor. Since when did he have to answer to some little girl?

"Your pajamas?"

Li An snorted coldly, his voice carrying a hint of disdain.

The Field Master had personally handed this over to him. The Field Master was a direct disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—how could he possibly do such a thing?

The Field Master must be watching right now. He could not afford to embarrass himself!

"Little girl, you can eat whatever you want, but you cannot say whatever you want! This auction item came from a legitimate source. How dare you slander it!"

"Besides, why should I explain myself to you?"

He waved his hand.

"Guards! Take down these troublemakers!"

At his command, more than a dozen guards in Seven Treasures Auction House uniforms immediately rushed out from the passageways on both sides of the auction hall.

Soul Power surged around them, and soul rings gleamed. Even the weakest among them were two-ring Soul Grand Masters, while three of them were even three-ring Soul Elders!

In an instant, more than a dozen guards surrounded Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun. The atmosphere was utterly tense!

Inside the Field Master's Office.

Ning Liu watched the situation unfold, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

He rubbed his brow, feeling a headache coming on.

"No way..."

He muttered to himself, looking both helpless and amused.

"System, you bastard! You really know how to make trouble for me!"

"It feels like you randomly stole a female soul master's intimate clothing and gave it to me as a surprise finale item!"

"It was exciting, sure, but now it's way too exciting!"

"Of all the people you could have stolen from, you had to steal from someone who happened to be here afterward!"

"Those people clearly aren't simple. How am I supposed to clean this up?"

Just as Ning Liu's head was throbbing with pain, a mechanical notification suddenly rang out in his mind.

Ding! It has been detected that the host may be unable to successfully complete the auction. Compensatory provision of key information regarding the person related to the auction item: Xiao Wu, true form is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, a transformed Soft Bone Rabbit, currently in her juvenile stage. Experts at the Soul Douluo rank or above can directly see through her true form.

Ning Liu: "..."

"A... a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?!"

"Transformed?!"

Ning Liu felt his mind buzzing. He was even more shocked than when he had seen Xiao Wu charge onto the platform.

"System, do you think this isn't exciting enough, so you had to add an extra bombshell? You really know how to steal!"

"If the people from Spirit Hall find out..."

Ning Liu did not dare think any further. A chill ran down his spine.

Inside the auction hall.

In a private room on the second floor, the disdain on Jiang Shaocheng's face had long vanished, replaced by an intrigued, appraising look.

"Interesting. A few rather gifted little brats actually dared to force their way into the Seven Treasures Auction House."

He instructed the subordinate beside him, "Go investigate their backgrounds."

In another private room, Liu Shaobing and Wu Chen exchanged looks.

Wu Chen lowered his voice. "Old Liu, this has gotten out of hand, hasn't it? Those boys don't look simple. Can Li An handle them?"

Liu Shaobing frowned deeply, tapping the table with his fingers.

"These young people are indeed extraordinarily talented. Their backgrounds are probably not simple either."

"Let's watch for now. Don't intervene too quickly."

He was anxious as well. This sudden incident had completely disrupted his plans.

He had just been considering how to curry favor with Ning Liu, but now such a huge disturbance had erupted in the auction house, leaving him in a difficult position.

Just as the situation was about to spiral completely out of control and the auction house guards were preparing to attack,

an incomparably immense pressure, as heavy as a mountain, descended upon the entire auction hall without warning!

Buzz—!

Everyone felt as though an invisible mountain had pressed down upon them. Breathing became difficult, and even the circulation of their Soul Power grew sluggish!

Li An and the guards on the auction platform went pale, their bodies trembling uncontrollably!

However, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others did not seem to feel anything beneath that pressure.

Then, beneath the horrified gazes of the crowd,

seven dazzling halos slowly rose from an inconspicuous corner at the back of the hall!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!

Seven soul rings!

The final three were black soul rings representing the ten-thousand-year level!

A Soul Saint!

It was actually a Soul Saint-level expert!

The entire auction hall instantly fell silent!

Every face was filled with awe and fear!

In the private rooms on the second floor, Liu Shaobing, Wu Chen, Jiang Shaocheng, and the others underwent dramatic changes in expression. They could no longer remain seated.

They almost simultaneously rushed out of their rooms and into the corridor, then respectfully bowed toward the direction where the soul rings had risen.

"Suotuo City Lord Liu Shaobing pays respects to Your Excellency Soul Saint!"

"Wu Chen, Field Master of Suotuo City Great Soul Arena; Jiang Shaocheng, Master of the Suotuo City Branch Hall of Spirit Hall; and Zhang Chen of the Suotuo City garrison pay respects to Your Excellency!"

Their voices were clearly trembling!

A Soul Saint-level expert—let alone in Suotuo City, even in the imperial capital—was someone capable of presiding over an entire faction!

Yet the one who had released the Soul Saint's pressure seemed not to hear their greetings at all.

Then, a figure draped in a loose black robe, their face obscured, slowly emerged from the shadows.

It was Flender, wearing the black robe.

He ignored all the reverent gazes around him.

The next moment, he raised his head slightly. His gaze beneath the hood seemed to pierce through space and land on Li An atop the auction platform.

"You. Explain yourself."

"What is going on with that item?"