Tang San's Rejection, Bule, and the Pink Fairy Miss Who Was Tied Down

"Brother, what are you... going to do?" Xiao Wu watched the flustered Tang San in confusion, but then saw him pounce toward her. Her steps hesitated as she took half a step back, avoiding his leap.

Tang San's appearance at the moment was truly hard to praise. His once neatly combed hair was now a mess, covered in dirt and grime. There was a huge slap mark on his face, and his clothes were disheveled from head to toe.

His already somewhat ugly face, paired with that outfit, made him look like a refugee fleeing disaster. No wonder Xiao Wu had taken half a step back. Tang San, who had been overjoyed at seeing Xiao Wu, could not help feeling hurt by it.

"Xiao Wu, were you serious about that half-step back?" Tang San looked sorrowful. Seeing his grief-stricken expression, Xiao Wu hurriedly shook her head and put her little brain to work. "Of course not, Third Brother. You're injured. I was afraid that hugging you would make your injuries worse."

Tang San nodded as if he had suddenly understood. "So that's how it is. I wrongly blamed Xiao Wu." As he spoke, he wanted to step forward and hug her again, but remembering what Xiao Wu had said, his body froze in place.

"Third Brother, I'm fine now. You should rest first. Your injuries are more important." Xiao Wu looked worried. Seeing her concern, Tang San's stiff body slowly relaxed. He nodded and returned to his room.

"Zhao Wuji, you dared make me lose face in front of Xiao Wu. You have earned your death!" Back in his room, Tang San clenched his fists and ground his teeth, adding Zhao Wuji to the list of those who had earned their death.

Outside the door, Xiao Wu looked somewhat lost as she stared at the tightly shut room. She reached out, wanting to push the door open and comfort the dispirited Tang San, but recalling how Tang San had looked just now, she could not help withdrawing her hand. After standing there blankly for a while, she turned and left.

Far away in Suotuo City, Lu Mingchuan felt his stomach ache as he looked at the lecherous buck-toothed man before him. This buck-toothed man was Bule from the original story.

And Huang Quan had caught his eye. "Hehe, she's simply a perfect—" The moment Bule spoke, a piercing pain flashed through his eyes, and his vision immediately plunged into darkness.

"Ah!! My eyes!" Bule covered his eyes, which were continuously gushing blood, and wailed. The people on the street all turned to look. When they saw that it was the notorious Bule, they could not help feeling delighted.

After all, Bule relied on his Soul Power to target women in Suotuo City who had no Soul Power or were low-level, and he was exceptionally slippery. If Huang Quan's beauty had not been so astonishing this time, he likely would not have jumped out.

But the moment he did, he brought disaster upon himself. Lu Mingchuan withdrew his finger and looked indifferently at Bule, who had fallen to the ground. Bule also knew that he had kicked an iron plate this time. Enduring the pain in his eyes, he knelt in Lu Mingchuan's general direction.

"I-I failed to recognize your greatness. Please... just... let me go." Bule's trembling voice drifted out. Lu Mingchuan did not answer. Instead, he took a sword from the System Space and walked toward Bule with crisp footsteps.

Listening to the footsteps draw closer and closer, Bule curled his lips into a vicious grin. Fine. Since you won't let me go, even if I die, I'll bite off a piece of flesh. With that thought, the moment the footsteps reached his side, he released his martial soul: a pink barrier.

But before he could use a soul skill, Lu Mingchuan had already severed all five of his limbs. Then, with a flick of his finger, a faint glimmer entered Bule's abdomen. Bule spat out blood, and the barrier in the air vanished. Lu Mingchuan had shattered his dantian and crushed all the meridians in his body, leaving him unable to release his martial soul.

Lu Mingchuan then tossed the blade beside Bule and turned away. He returned to Huang Quan, took her hand, and led her toward another street. As for Bule, someone would deal with him.

Not long after Lu Mingchuan left, an old woman approached with a wooden stick in hand. "My granddaughter... it was because of a beast like you that my granddaughter couldn't bear it anymore!" She cursed as she swung the stick down on Bule.

Seeing this, the other residents also picked out suitable weapons nearby and went to give Bule a massage.

Lu Mingchuan and Huang Quan emerged from a restaurant. Holding hands, they strolled leisurely down the street. Looking at Huang Quan's delicate profile, Lu Mingchuan suddenly blurted out, "What kind of luck did I have to meet you?"

"I don't know, but I believe I'm lucky too." Huang Quan shook her head, thought for a moment, and replied.

Lu Mingchuan smiled faintly without saying anything. He only tightened his grip on her hand slightly, and the two quietly walked through the streets toward Shrek Academy.

At the entrance of Shrek Academy, Zhao Wuji, who had been a little drowsy, abruptly woke up when he saw two figures. Upon realizing it was Lu Mingchuan and Huang Quan, he could not help looking pleased.

"You're finally back. That old owl found out about my duel with you and insisted that I come here to pick you up. He even said that if I didn't pick you up, he wouldn't let Old Zhao go back to sleep." Zhao Wuji rattled off a whole string of words to Lu Mingchuan.

"Perfect. We wanted to take a look at the dormitories, but we didn't know the way. You came at just the right time." Lu Mingchuan smiled at Zhao Wuji, who hurriedly led the way.

After following Zhao Wuji for a while, the two saw a house that looked slightly better than the others. Looking at the house before them, Zhao Wuji seemed a little embarrassed. "It can't be helped. Conditions are a bit rough. This is already the best place in the academy, so make do with it for now."

Lu Mingchuan nodded. He was not going to live in that house anyway. Once inside, he could take out the Dust Song Pot and enter it. Wasn't that better than living in a dangerous old house? Seeing that his task was complete, Zhao Wuji smiled and left.

Lu Mingchuan led Huang Quan inside, took out the Dust Song Pot, and entered it. He then lay down with his head on Huang Quan's lap. "Whew, this day has really exhausted me." He sighed about how tiring the day had been while enjoying Huang Quan's little hand moving through his hair.

Hearing that, Huang Quan silently increased the pressure in her hand. As she watched Lu Mingchuan let out soft hums under her massage, the corners of her lips curled up without her even realizing it.

After enjoying it for a while, when sleepiness finally came, the two climbed beneath the covers. Lu Mingchuan buried his face against Huang Quan's Big Thunder, and breathing in the milky scent at the tip of his nose, he slowly fell into a baby-like sleep.

Huang Quan looked at the deeply sleeping Lu Mingchuan and slowly lowered her head. She planted a kiss on his forehead. "Ah Chuan." After that whisper-like voice drifted from her red lips, Huang Quan slowly closed her eyes as well.

Inside the System Space, watching the two get along outside, a certain Pink Fairy Miss became jealous again. "I want to sleep while hugging Ah Chuan too. I want Huang Quan to kiss me too, o(╥﹏╥)o"