Dai Mubai Courts Death, Su Mu Makes His Move

Countless spectral claws struck Dai Mubai's White Tiger Protective Barrier.

The White Tiger Protective Barrier did not last long before it shattered.

Although Zhu Zhuqing's attacks were powerful enough to break through the defense of Dai Mubai's first Soul Skill,

they still failed to injure Dai Mubai while he was under the effects of White Tiger Vajra Transformation.

Otherwise, given the effects of Zhu Zhuqing's second and third Soul Skills,

Dai Mubai would have lost if she had so much as scratched him.

And he would have suffered terribly. Netherworld Hundred Claws itself eroded Soul Power, and combined with the Man Faced Demon Spider's venom, the consequences were easy to imagine.

"Roar!"

The instant Zhu Zhuqing's second Soul Skill ended, Dai Mubai seized his chance. The spectral White Tiger Martial Soul behind him surged with power.

It forced Zhu Zhuqing back to one side.

"Not bad. You're out of tricks now, aren't you?!"

"Then be a good girl and wait for me to devour you!"

A broad smile spread across Dai Mubai's face as he charged at Zhu Zhuqing again.

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze was cold.

She slowly straightened and brushed a hand over her waist.

She held a golden hair-thin needle between her fingers.

Su Mu sucked in a breath at the sight.

This little wildcat was ruthless. If he had been fighting Dai Mubai himself, he would simply have killed him.

In the blink of an eye, Dai Mubai charged up to Zhu Zhuqing.

Just as Dai Mubai's attack was about to strike her, Zhu Zhuqing used the spring of her Eight Spider Lances to launch herself into the air.

She traced a graceful arc through the air.

At the same time, her snow-white hand struck the back of Dai Mubai's shoulder.

Then she floated down to the ground.

After doing all this, Zhu Zhuqing clapped her hands and withdrew the Eight Spider Lances.

Dai Mubai's attack missed. He turned around just in time to see Zhu Zhuqing withdraw the Eight Spider Lances.

He taunted her, "What's wrong?"

"Giving up?"

"Were you giving me a massage just now? Come to my room and give me a proper one."

Zhu Zhuqing did not answer.

She looked at Dai Mubai as though he were an idiot.

Seeing her expression, Dai Mubai sneered.

He thought it was Zhu Zhuqing's last display of cold arrogance.

Just as he was about to walk over to her, Dai Mubai's expression gradually twisted. He raised a hand and reached behind his back.

"Bitch, what did you do to me?"

Feeling a piercing pain in his back that reached the bone, Dai Mubai glared viciously at Zhu Zhuqing.

A lump soon swelled up on Dai Mubai's back.

"What a filthy mouth. Consider this a lesson."

Zhu Zhuqing gave that cool, airy reply, then smiled and walked over to Su Mu.

Su Mu smiled back at Zhu Zhuqing.

Although he had wanted to teach Dai Mubai a lesson himself, the little wildcat had already done so, and that was enough.

"Remember to pay for the hotel repairs."

As Su Mu and Zhu Zhuqing turned away, Su Mu spoke to Dai Mubai, who lay on the ground in pain.

"Pretty boy, do you only know how to hide behind a woman?"

"Does the old man know she's keeping you on the side?"

Dai Mubai propped himself up on one arm, his forehead covered in sweat as he looked at Su Mu and taunted him.

Su Mu curled his lip in a mocking smile and turned his head.

Just then, Dai Mubai's Soul Rings, which had disappeared, appeared once more.

A smile curved his lips.

His Second Soul Ring flashed, and a milky-white ball of light flew toward Zhu Zhuqing's back.

Sensing the fluctuation of Soul Power behind them,

Su Mu released Zhu Zhuqing's hand and shook his body.

The phantom of a Three-Headed Black Dragon rose behind Su Mu.

Purple, black, black, black, red, red.

A Soul Ring Configuration of six utterly absurd rings appeared.

Dai Mubai's milky-white ball of light struck Su Mu's Soul Power barrier without leaving so much as a mark.

Dai Mubai stared at the sight, his face full of shock and disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

"A Soul Emperor? Red Soul Rings?"

After blocking the attack, Su Mu flew forward and slowly landed in front of Dai Mubai.

"Impossible!"

"It has to be a Soul Skill. It's fake!"

Dai Mubai lay on the ground, looking up at Su Mu as he spoke.

Su Mu waved a hand at Zhu Zhuqing.

He motioned for her to return to the room.

Zhu Zhuqing obediently carried the quilt upstairs.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing leave, Su Mu smiled.

But in Dai Mubai's eyes, that smile was somewhat frightening.

"Y-you, what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

Su Mu smiled and reassured Dai Mubai.

Under Dai Mubai's terrified gaze, Su Mu took a small knife from the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moonlit Night, one he usually used to clean small animals in the wild.

"I'll help you get it out. Don't scream too loudly, all right?"

With that, Su Mu tore Dai Mubai's shirt to shreds.

It exposed the great lump swollen by the golden needle.

"Pfft." As Su Mu set about helping Dai Mubai, the first surgical cut sank in.

"Ahhh!!!" Dai Mubai let out a heartrending scream.

"That's for calling her a bitch!"

"Pfft!"

"That's for calling me a pretty boy over and over!"

"Pfft."

"That's for calling him an old man over and over!"

"Pfft."

"Didn't I tell you to keep your screams down?!"

After a long while,

Dai Mubai lay unconscious on the ground.

Only then did Su Mu find the golden needle.

But Su Mu did not use Soul Power to make it unfurl.

Instead, he pinched one end of it

and gave it a vicious yank.

With a ripping sound,

Dai Mubai's head jerked high.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth hung open, but he could no longer make a sound.

Su Mu slowly stood up.

Looking at Dai Mubai, he sighed inwardly.

I hope you stay away from Zhu Zhuqing and me from now on.

And you'd better stay away from Tang San too.

Su Mu looked away and walked past the trembling pair of twins.

He slowly went upstairs.

"Are you all right?"

The moment he entered, Zhu Zhuqing embraced Su Mu.

She spoke softly in his ear.

"What could possibly happen?"

"He's just a prince!"

Feeling her soft body in his arms, Su Mu spoke in a relaxed tone.

"What about you? Will you have any trouble on your end?"

Su Mu's hands slid down to Zhu Zhuqing's waist as he asked softly.

Feeling the warmth at her waist, Zhu Zhuqing said nothing and gently shook her head at Su Mu.

Su Mu slowly let go of Zhu Zhuqing.

He looked out the window.

Amid the rubble at the entrance,

the hotel manager, whom Zhu Zhuqing had sent flying with a kick, slowly came to.

He looked at the mess strewn across the floor and the damaged lobby.

Ignoring the pain in his body, the hotel manager scrambled about to inspect the damage.

Then he spotted Dai Mubai lying on the ground.

The hotel manager had only been somewhat distressed by the damage to the hotel, but now

his face went deathly pale in an instant.

The hotel manager reached out with a trembling hand and placed it against Dai Mubai's neck.

Only after finding a pulse did he breathe a slight sigh of relief.

He asked the front desk where Su Mu and Zhu Zhuqing had gone.

Then he hurriedly hoisted Dai Mubai onto his back and ran out of the hotel, heading toward Shrek Academy.