Cuteness Is Worthless Before Sexiness

"Sister Zi Yue, you're so naughty!"

"But I like it!"

Li Wuyou wrapped an arm around Zi Yue's slender waist and held the girl firmly in his embrace. Then he aimed for her tender pink lips and kissed her. Simple, direct, and utterly domineering.

As the saying went, marry a woman three years older and you'd hold a gold brick in your arms. Zi Yue, who was three years older than him, was a sexy mature beauty, and he found her intensely alluring.

Zi Yue had the air of a mature, sly beauty, with a dash of warmth and uninhibited passion. A loli's innocent cuteness simply couldn't compare.

At this very moment, a famous saying rang true!

Cuteness was worthless before sexiness!

Lewdness couldn't get past the censors!

"Mmph!"

Faced with this sudden, domineering kiss, Zi Yue's beautiful eyes went wide.

Her body instantly went stiff, and Li Wuyou's domineering, invasive scent filled her nostrils.

Li Wuyou's tongue was as smooth as a reed.

With his honeyed words and hands that could bring the dead back to life, Zi Yue's stiff body gradually softened.

"Pant, pant, pant... Little Brother Wuyou, you little rascal, are you trying to suffocate me?"

Zi Yue, who had never kissed before, had nearly passed out from lack of air.

The moment she found a chance, she gasped for breath. For the first time, she realized how wonderful fresh air was.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Sister Zi Yue, so you're just an armchair driver who only knows how to tease?"

"The way you were acting all passionate and uninhibited just now, I thought you'd turn the tables on me and take the lead, then devour a respectable married man like me down to the last crumb!"

Li Wuyou pulled his lips away. Looking at Zi Yue, who was gasping for breath and looked about to suffocate, he smiled.

He had to admit, Zi Yue was both innocent and seductive. Her tender pink lips were sweet and moist, making it impossible for him to stop.

Zi Yue said, "The hell kind of respectable married man are you?!"

Was that how that phrase was supposed to be used?

Zi Yue rolled her eyes dramatically!

"Sister Zi Yue, it's getting late. Why don't we go into the bedroom and get some proper rest?"

A smile appeared on Li Wuyou's lips.

He stared intently at Zi Yue in his arms, eagerly awaiting her response.

"Mm! I'll do whatever you say, Little Brother Wuyou!"

Zi Yue blushed, looking utterly bashful and ready for him to pluck as he pleased.

"Sister Zi Yue, let's roll!"

Li Wuyou carried Zi Yue straight into the bedroom.

He had always heard that the Douluo Continent had many beauties. Having just arrived, he had to experience the local customs for himself.

Whether the beauties of the Douluo Continent were truly good or not wasn't something he could determine by words alone. Only by putting it into practice himself could he gain a deep understanding.

Before he knew it, two and a half hours had passed.

Having verified it through personal practice,

Zi Yue was indeed a good, clean girl.

Li Wuyou was very satisfied.

He liked her very much, too!

Innocent and dewy!

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

A carriage bearing a purple dragon family crest tore through the silence of the village night.

Its wheels rumbled dully over the uneven dirt road, and the carriage finally came to a slow stop in front of Shrek Academy's dilapidated gate.

"Young Master Dai, we've arrived at Shrek Academy!"

The driver deftly pulled in the reins and lifted the carriage curtain.

"Hmph!"

Dai Mubai climbed out of the carriage, his face as cold as ever, as though someone owed him a fortune.

He staggered toward his dormitory, only to run into Oscar and Ma Hongjun halfway there, just as they were returning from the brothel.

"Holy shit, Boss Dai, what happened to you?"

Oscar and Ma Hongjun were both startled to see Dai Mubai's pale face and unsteady gait.

The vicious wound on Dai Mubai's face, in particular, ran from his forehead all the way down to his jaw. The sight was shocking.

"I'm fine!"

Dai Mubai waved a hand, unwilling to say more, and hurried toward the dormitory with his head lowered.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun were too weak, not even a match for him. Dai Mubai couldn't count on either of them to help deal with Angel.

"Oscar, Boss Dai's in such a sorry state. Do you think he slept with some woman out there, and her partner came after him and gave him a good beating?"

Ma Hongjun's mung-bean-sized eyes kept darting toward Dai Mubai's back as he voiced his sinister guess.

"Fatty, keep it down. Didn't you see Boss Dai's in a bad mood?"

"And you're still here making fun of him. Aren't you afraid he'll come after you for it later?"

Oscar hurriedly covered Ma Hongjun's mouth, afraid Dai Mubai would suddenly turn around and teach them both a lesson.

Fortunately, Dai Mubai wasn't in the mood to pay them any attention, so he didn't hear Ma Hongjun bad-mouthing him behind his back.

"Tch, Oscar, what are you afraid of?"

"Look at Dai Mubai, with his kidneys all worn out. He probably couldn't even beat me right now. Why the hell would I be afraid of him?"

Ma Hongjun curled his lips, his face full of disdain.

Of everyone at Shrek Academy, he was closest to Oscar. He was a disciple of the dean, Flender, while Oscar was a disciple of Shao Xin. The two were sworn brothers who had grown up together at Shrek Academy.

Ma Hongjun had always resented Dai Mubai, who had joined them later, and deep down he didn't much respect him as their boss. If he hadn't wanted to squeeze some Gold Soul Coins out of Dai Mubai, he wouldn't even have bothered calling him Boss Dai.

"All right, all right!"

"Fatty, keep it down!"

Oscar pressed a hand to his forehead helplessly, looking as though he had lost all hope in life.

He was just a support-type Soul Master with no combat ability whatsoever. He couldn't afford to offend either his good brother Ma Hongjun or Dai Mubai, a powerful fighter.

Being caught between Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai all the time was just too hard!

At that moment, Oscar wished more than anything that he had awakened a combat-type Martial Soul.

A support-type Soul Master?

Even a dog would shake its head at that!

In any case, he didn't want to be a support-type Soul Master at all.

Meanwhile, at the Shrek Academy dormitory.

Dai Mubai was just about to push open the door and enter the dormitory when he noticed a dim yellow light still burning in the dean's office next door.

"Huh? It's so late. Dean Flender still hasn't gone to bed?"

"And Dean Flender, that iron rooster, is actually willing to waste money by keeping a light on?"

Though he had plenty of questions, Dai Mubai had no intention of asking.

As for why he didn't ask Flender to help deal with Angel?

Heh!

It wasn't that he looked down on Flender!

How could a mere level seventy-eight Soul Saint possibly have the guts to offend a colossus like Spirit Hall?

Besides, he didn't want anyone from Shrek Academy involved in the secret of Angel's three black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings.

"Damn Angel!"

"Damn Steward Wang!"

"And damn the Great Soul Arena!"

"All of you just wait!"

"Once I send word back to the Star Luo Empire, Imperial Father will surely send an army to wipe away the humiliation I suffered today."

At the thought of all the humiliations he had endured that day, Dai Mubai gnashed his teeth with hatred.

"Mubai, wait!"

Dai Mubai had just pushed open the dormitory door when he suddenly heard Flender's familiar voice behind him.