Zi Yue's Date, Dai Mubai Awakens

"The Great Soul Arena is your family's business?"

Li Wuyou rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

He had wondered why none of the major powers on the Douluo Continent had the surname Zi. It turned out that Zi Yue's family was one of the seven great families behind the Great Soul Arena.

The seven great families behind the Great Soul Arena kept an extremely low profile. Even in the original story, they had only been mentioned in passing, and they had never taken part in the power struggles on the Douluo Continent.

Knowing that Zi Yue came from a reclusive family explained how she had reached level forty and become a Soul Ancestor at such a young age!

"Mm-hmm!"

"I'm from the Zi Clan, which just about counts as half a reclusive family. The Great Soul Arena is indeed one of my family's businesses!"

Zi Yue nodded.

To those independent commoner Soul Masters, the Zi Clan, which controlled the Great Soul Arena, was indeed an unfathomable reclusive family.

But in the eyes of the major powers on the Douluo Continent, her Zi Clan was no secret at all.

It was just that all seven great families behind the Great Soul Arena belonged to the conservative, neutral camp and generally stayed out of the open and hidden struggles between other powers.

As a result, whether it was her Zi Clan or the other families, they all kept a very low profile in their daily affairs. Naturally, they were not as well known as the behemoths known as one hall, two empires, and three sects.

"I see!"

"Now I understand!"

Li Wuyou nodded, having learned who Zi Yue was.

Zi Yue came from the Zi Clan, one of the seven great families of the Great Soul Arena. Her mother was a genuine Titled Douluo powerhouse, the beautiful middle-aged woman who had been sizing him up in the VIP private box earlier.

The Zi Clan was the leader of the seven great families, and Zi Yue's mother was also the person in charge of the Heaven Dou Empire and the four kingdoms.

The Great Soul Arena territory primarily managed by the Zi Clan covered essentially the entire territory of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Balak Kingdom.

Zi Yue was the Zi Clan's young lady and its sole heir, a bona fide super-rich woman.

Zi Yue said, "Little Brother Wuyou, there's something I'd like to discuss with you!"

Li Wuyou said, "Hmm???"

"What is it?"

"Just say it, Sister Zi Yue!"

Zi Yue said, "Little Brother Wuyou, how about challenging someone above your level in your next Soul Fight?"

Li Wuyou said, "Challenging someone above my level?"

Zi Yue said, "Mm! That's right! Challenging someone above your level!"

"Given your strength, Little Brother Wuyou, practically no level-thirty Soul Elder would be a match for you. I suggest you consider challenging a level-forty Soul Ancestor in your next Soul Fight!"

Li Wuyou said, "I suppose I could challenge a level-forty Soul Ancestor!"

"Sister Zi Yue, what would my odds be then?"

After giving it some thought, Li Wuyou agreed to Zi Yue's suggestion that he challenge a level-forty Soul Ancestor.

Given his current situation, even a level-thirty-nine Soul Elder could not put him under pressure. Challenging a level-forty Soul Ancestor would be just right.

"Odds???"

"Little Brother Wuyou, you're still thinking of fleecing my family!"

Zi Yue rolled her eyes dramatically!

With Li Wuyou's lineup of three black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, how could her family's Great Soul Arena possibly continue taking bets on him?

Did he really think the Zi Clan's Gold Soul Coins had blown in on the wind?

Only Soul Fights with an uncertain outcome were worth taking bets on!

If they took bets on a Soul Fight they knew would be a one-sided crushing, did he really think she and her mother were fools with more money than sense?

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

"Sister Zi Yue, your family can't afford to play, huh!"

Li Wuyou grumbled, though inwardly he thought it was a pity.

He had no chance to keep fleecing Zi Yue's family!

That was one less opportunity to make money!

"Oh, come on!"

"Little Brother Wuyou, you won nearly a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins from my family. That's enough for you to splurge for a while!"

Zi Yue pursed her lips helplessly.

That was a net profit of a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, no small sum for any major power.

After all, the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena's monthly net profit was only around a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

The fight in which Li Wuyou had gone all in with everything he owned had nearly wiped out the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena's earnings for the month.

Fortunately, the only loss had been the net profit of the Suotuo City branch; it did not affect the income of the Great Soul Arenas in other cities.

But even so, they absolutely could not take bets on Li Wuyou again, lest he and the other bettors continue fleecing the Zi Clan.

"All right, all right!"

"Then I won't make things difficult for you, Sister!"

"For tomorrow's Soul Fight, I'll challenge a level-forty Soul Ancestor. Sorry for the trouble, Sister Zi Yue, but could you help arrange it?"

Li Wuyou rubbed his nose awkwardly. He couldn't just keep fleecing Zi Yue's family!

Between his winnings and his original stake, he now had a full hundred and fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins, a huge sum piled into a small golden mountain in the Angel God's Inheritance Secret Realm.

"Sister Zi Yue, I wonder if you're free tonight?"

Moving his gaze away from the small golden mountain in the Angel God's Inheritance Secret Realm, Li Wuyou looked straight at Zi Yue.

His undisguised, burning gaze carried a hint of anticipation!

"Mm! I'm free tonight!"

"Little Brother Wuyou, wait here for me!"

"I'll go change, and then you can come shopping with me!"

Zi Yue's cheeks reddened slightly, and she hurriedly agreed in a soft voice.

She had finally found such an outstanding match, so how could she let Li Wuyou slip away?

As for what would happen after they went shopping and ate a candlelit dinner, she already knew perfectly well in her heart, and even felt a faint anticipation.

After all, after tonight, she would go from a girl to a woman!

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

After a healing-type Soul Master treated him, Dai Mubai soon woke from his coma.

"Young Master Dai, you're finally awake!"

Steward Wang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead!

This living ancestor had finally woken up!

As long as they sent this troublesome fellow away, whether Dai Mubai lived or died afterward would be none of the Great Soul Arena's concern!

Not only could he report back to the clan head, he could also keep his management job at the Great Soul Arena. What a cause for celebration!

"Uh..."

"Steward Wang, where am I?"

Dai Mubai felt stabs of pain coming from his wounds.

His head was still groggy, and he felt weak all over. His memory was still fixed on [Angel]'s flying golden Soul Power slash.

The next moment, scattered fragments of memory flooded wildly into his mind, the scene of his complete defeat at [Angel]'s hands vivid before him.

"I lost?"

Dai Mubai's face instantly turned incomparably gloomy.

He remembered!

He had lost the Soul Fight!

And he had lost utterly and completely!

The scene of that flying golden Soul Power slash defeating him replayed in his mind again and again.

"Young Master Dai, are you all right?"

Steward Wang wore a carefully ingratiating smile, afraid that something else might happen to this living ancestor, Dai Mubai.

His most urgent task was to send Dai Mubai away. He absolutely could not let him die in their Great Soul Arena.