Eternal Thief

"Esteemed VIPs, please follow me. I'll escort you to your seats!"

However, before Aliya could agree, Ace spoke with a polite smile, "There's no need senior, we don't want to make it hard on you. Just tell us the direction and we'll find our way."

The burly demon was a Qi soul realm expert, so calling him a senior wasn't exaggerating at all.

'At least some of the youngsters know how to treat their seniors. I'm sick of dealing with those arrogant brats.' He looked at Ace with a hint of approval. He nodded and kindly said, "Just turn left from the entrance. You'll find the stairway that led to the VIP levels. Your seats are on level 18. Someone from there will escort you."

Aliya glanced at Ace coldly, but she didn't retort and walked away with Ace.

However, Ace's expression turned serious when he was walking inside. 'What a powerful formation!' Even he felt his sense tingle when he got scanned by an invisible force.

But luckily this was only a grade-5 formation or he might really be in trouble.

The interior of this building was huge, and many demons were moving in the right direction while the left direction was quite calm.

"What are planning you to do?" Aliya whispered with a hint of trepidation. She was worried since Ace didn't brief her about his plan.

She could tell Ace didn't reject the escort because of the kindness of his heart, but he was going to make a move!

Ace mysteriously smile before he handed her a ring and winked. "Just buy whatever you like. It's your reward."

Without waiting for her reply, he moved straight toward the closed door a few meters away from on the side!

Aliya's heart palpitated when she saw Ace unhurriedly walking there as if he own the place and no one suspected anything. She was even more shocked when Ace opened the door and quickly close it before he flash her an optimistic smile!

She was a little dumbfounded by his guts, but she climbed the stairway toward the VIP levels as if she saw nothing while clutching the storage ring tightly.

'Swindler!' A hint of worry appeared in her cold, indignant eyes.

Ace was now inside a massive hallway while he walked casually with his hand behind his back like an arrogant big shot.

"Sir, you can't be here!" Suddenly, a harsh voice rang from behind, stopping Ace in his tracks.

He looked around and saw a middle-aged demon in special white and black clothes. He was also giving off a river core realm aura.

Ace had an exculpating expression as he spoke in surprise, "Oh, I'm not? But that guard told me to go left if I want to enter the VIP stand?"

The middle-aged demon's expression loosened a bit. 'Did someone leave the inner sanctum doors unlocked?'

He knew the inner sanctum doors were all protected and locked with a Grade-2 array, so it was almost impossible to leave them opened without the array.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the Auction will start in thirty minutes!" A loud voice reverberated in the entire building at this moment, followed by the cheering of an immense crowd.

The middle-aged demon's expression changed, and he blurted, "Sir, this is the place for the staff. Come, I'll escort you. I'm heading there myself. The auction is about to start."

"Oh, it seemed I walked into the wrong place. I always have this problem with direction. Pardon me." The gray demon sighed helplessly, and he seemed quite embarrassed.

The middle-aged demon smiled in realization and walked toward another door that led to the outer area.

However, the moment his back was turned, a powerful strike landed on the back of his head. He felt like hit by an iron hammered and lost consciousness.

Ace didn't delay either, and a light suddenly flashed from his forehead before he heard the system's voice.

"[Face-173 has been saved!]"

"Activate it!" Ace commanded before the middle-aged demon vanished into his thief's space and appeared in a cage he had prepared

He now turned into the middle-aged demon, but he wasn't done. Soon he changed his clothes and started the soul probing simultaneously.

He didn't dare to use his stealth or he might get exposed.

It took Ace over a minute to change his entire appearance and as the memories flooded into his mind; he hastened in the direction where this demon actually came from.

Soon, he saw a room and sensed many presences, and he walked right into it.

Over fifty demons were wearing white attire, while they all stood in front of a large opening.

His eyes slightly widen when he saw the scene outside. The structure was spherical and he could see millions of demons standing behind stands and there were twenty levels.

The first ten levels were for spectators, while the 11th or 17th levels were for the open seats.

The 18th and 19th levels were for the VIPs, and the last twentieth level was for the VVIPs.

Moreover, the twentieth level was divided into small boxes and no one could see who was behind those boxes.

But there were five thousand such boxes and all of them were probably filled.

Right in the center of this arena was a tall stage blocked by red curtains and even martial or soul sense can't penetrate behind those curtains.

"Sir Peterson, why are you doing here? Didn't you leave for the 19th level?" A burly demon with dark yellow skin asked in surprise.

Ace was startled for a moment, and then he finally got the memory. He found out that they were all on the first level and these demons were the maintenance staff.

While the demon he changed his disguise to, Peterson had much higher status, and he was one of the demons in charge of the seventh-level VIP customer services.

Peterson coolly reacted. "I was checking on you guys. Since everything is fine, I'll be on my way."

Without waiting for a reply, Ace quickly left the room, confusing many demons with his strange behavior.

'I nearly messed up. Doing everything without an exact plan is really hard,' Ace cussed as he finally got the memories of the entire pathways of this arena and he quickly found his way toward the upper levels.

The arena was packed, and he could hear the crowd's voices even from the inside. He finally understood why tens of thousands of staff members were recruited for this auction.

Furthermore, all of these staff members were affiliated with the Life Demon Auction.

Like Peterson was a Nine-Star Rune Crafter, and that's why he was appointed into the less crowded VIP level while those Crafter Smiths were stuck dealing with the first ten levels.

Even the VIP level was quite huge. There were a total of 230 stands in two VIP levels, and each stand has 1 thousand VIP seats.

Peter and four other demons were in charge of Stand No.19-186 and their jobs were to deliver the items the bidders won and collect the money from the bidders in this entire stand.

Soon, Ace reached the 19th level, which was nine hundred meters above ground level.

In comparison, to spectator levels and open levels, the VIP levels were orderly.

Those places were just too crowded, and this place was extremely calm since only influential demons can get their hands on the VIP passes.

"Why are you still wandering around? Where is your position?" An unhappy aged voice sounded.

Ace looked behind and saw a skinny violet demon walking toward him with a stern expression.

He quickly knew the identity of this old man. He respectfully bowed and said, "Life Master, those guys at the spectator stands were making some trouble, so I was delayed."

This old man was a Runic Life Master from Spear Demon Province Branch and he was also one of the appointed managers of the 19th VIP level, Ville, a High Third Grade Rune Crafter.

Ville's eyes flashed with coldness when he heard it. "Those bunch of ingrates. We let them attend this auction and they're still making things difficult for us? Do they think we are pushovers?"

He was extremely livid, and an exhausted look appeared on his face. It seemed he was exhausted.

He sighed helplessly all of a sudden. "You did well. I shouldn't react like that. It's just that building this arena and then arranging the formations in this entire place and event, sigh… I never thought I would resent being a rune crafter one day. Just do your duty, those VIPs won't make a fuss like those bumpkins." He waved his hand.

Peterson quickly bowed. "Please take care of your health, Life Master. If you need anything, just tell this little one."

Ville's expression softened, "Just don't mess up your duties, it'll be a huge favor. Now go, the curtains are about to lift. At least we can see the expression on those clowns' faces when the auction began. No one will dare to belittle us anymore!"