Dai Mubai Was Stunned—A White-Ring Blue Silver Flower Great Soul Master? Was This a Joke?

The waiter raised an eyebrow and broke into a grin.

"Wow, your timing couldn't be better!"

"We only have two rooms left."

Tang San secretly rejoiced.

Perfect. One room for Boss, and one for Xiao Wu and him.

"Alright, please help me book this room."

"Sure thing!"

The waiter readily agreed and began processing their check-in.

"Hold it!"

"I believe one of those rooms should belong to me, shouldn't it?"

At that moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the lobby.

Tang San turned around and saw a man and two women entering the hotel at some point.

The two girls were dressed especially seductively and sexily.

They were tall, half a head taller than Tang San.

They looked to be around eighteen years old.

Most astonishingly, the two women had identical faces.

A pair of absolutely stunning twins!

They clung to the man's arms on either side, swaying as they walked.

The heavy scent of perfume coming from them even overwhelmed the fragrance of roses in the hotel.

However, Tang San's attention remained fixed on the man in the middle.

The man was around 1.8 meters tall and appeared to be only three or four years older than Tang San.

He was exceptionally handsome, with long golden hair cascading down his back.

His gaze at Tang San was filled with undisguised contempt.

"Different-colored eyes."

Tang San silently remarked to himself.

When he had met this man's gaze just now, he had felt an icy chill pierce to the bone.

"This man seems very strong."

With just one look, Tang San had already felt immense pressure.

Ye Xian also looked over, but his expression was incomparably relaxed.

At the same time, a faint curve rose at the corner of his lips.

Evil eyes, heterochromia, and two twins hanging off his arms—who else could it be but Dai Mubai?

It seemed his first stroke of luck after entering Suotuo City was about to appear.

At that moment, Dai Mubai's voice drifted over.

"You new here, kid?"

"Don't you know there should always be a room kept for me?"

Dai Mubai ignored Tang San completely and walked straight to the counter.

"Call your manager out."

Dai Mubai spoke calmly, but the moment the waiter met his gaze, his hair stood on end.

He hurried off to fetch the manager.

"Hello, I believe I arrived first?"

Tang San immediately frowned.

This guy was just going to ignore him like that?

Although the other party looked strong,

Tang San did not think he was weak either.

Especially with Ye Xian here, he immediately straightened his back.

"Do you not understand what first come, first served means?"

"Oh?"

Dai Mubai did not even turn around. He merely replied coldly,

"And? What are you trying to say?"

He had never been in the habit of explaining himself to anyone.

"Fuck your—"

Tang San could no longer endure being ignored like this and blurted out,

"So what? Get the hell out!"

"Good!"

Upon hearing that, Dai Mubai finally turned around.

His expression was icy as his eyes settled on Tang San.

"Looks like you're a Soul Master too. Make your move."

There was no unnecessary nonsense.

"White Tiger, possess!"

The instant the words left his mouth, Dai Mubai released his martial soul.

Three gleaming spirit rings rose one after another beneath his feet.

A surging pressure instantly swept toward Tang San like a tide.

Tang San staggered, nearly losing his footing.

Tang San was dumbfounded.

Two yellow, one purple!

A Thousand Year Spirit Ring!

A Beast Martial Soul Battle Soul Grandmaster!

"Let's talk this out, let's talk this out."

At that critical moment, with the tension at its peak,

Manager Wang rushed into the hotel lobby.

He hastily bowed to Dai Mubai with an ingratiating smile.

"Young Master Dai, this fellow only started yesterday. He doesn't understand the rules. I'm terribly sorry, and I hope you'll be magnanimous."

"I'll arrange a room for you immediately!"

Tang San's mouth twitched as he cursed inwardly.

Great. They were all fucking ignoring This Old Man!

"What? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Tang San's expression darkened as he could not help cursing at Dai Mubai.

"You two snobbish bastards!"

A trace of disdain flashed across Dai Mubai's face.

"You insulted me, and you still think you can leave today?"

When had Dai Mubai ever suffered such humiliation?

And from someone who looked three or four years younger than him, no less.

"Please enlighten me!"

Tang San stepped forward. Even with battle about to erupt, he did not forget to put on airs.

So what if Dai Mubai was a Soul Elder?

Although neither his martial soul nor his Soul Power held the advantage,

Tang San, who possessed the Mysterious Heaven Skill and Tang Sect Secret Techniques, did not believe he had no chance at all.

"Boom—!"

An intense white radiance suddenly erupted from Dai Mubai's body.

The muscles all over his body abruptly swelled, exploding his shirt apart.

Both his hands became nearly twice their former size.

Ten blade-like claws extended and retracted from his palms, gleaming with cold light.

"I'll cover all damages to the Rose Hotel!"

Dai Mubai boldly tossed out those words, then fixed Tang San with a fierce stare.

"Dai Mubai. Martial soul: White Tiger. Level 37 Battle Soul Grandmaster!"

"Please enlighten me!"

Although he somewhat looked down on Tang San,

he still properly announced his martial soul and Soul Power Level.

"What?!"

"Level 37!"

Tang San inwardly cried that things were bad.

Was this fucking guy kidding him?

His Soul Power was only level 22!

A full fifteen-level gap in Soul Power, coupled with the boost of a thousand-year purple spirit ring—

that was not something his second-stage Mysterious Heaven Skill could possibly make up for.

If it came down to it, he could only use his hidden weapons.

Tang San hardened his resolve. He was already riding a tiger and could not get off.

Who could have expected the first Soul Master he encountered in Suotuo City to be this powerful?

Ye Xian and Xiao Wu were watching from behind him. He could not possibly surrender before even fighting, could he?

Now he could only hope Dai Mubai would go a little easy on him.

He just hoped he would not get beaten too badly.

Boss definitely would not let him take a beating for nothing!

"Buzz—!"

Driven by the Mysterious Heaven Skill, a faint purple sheen emerged in Tang San's eyes.

Purple Demon Eyes!

He raised his right hand, and a cluster of deep-blue Blue Silver Grass grew from his palm.

At the tip of every blade of Blue Silver Grass bloomed a small green flower.

Each blade looked slender, yet was covered in white ghostly patterns and dense tiny thorns.

The next second, both the Blue Silver Grass and Blue Silver Flower enlarged at the same time.

"Buzz—!"

As he activated his Soul Power, one white and one yellow spirit ring rose from beneath his feet and revolved around Tang San's body.

"Tang San. Martial soul: Blue Silver Flower!"

"Level 22 Tool Soul Master. Please enlighten me!"

Dai Mubai, who had been about to attack, suddenly stumbled upon hearing this and stopped in his tracks.

His face was filled with disbelief as the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Blue Silver Flower?"

Had he seen wrong?

Blue Silver Grass had blossomed?

And it was a white-ring Blue Silver Flower Great Soul Master?

Was this some kind of joke?