The Formidable Xiao Wu

"Excuse me, but it seems we were here first," Xiao Wu reminded him.

"So what?" Dai Mubai asked arrogantly. He did not even spare Xiao Wu a glance, clearly not taking her seriously.

"So what? Get lost!" Xiao Wu snapped.

"Very good. Heh, few people dare speak to me like that. Come on, all of you, attack together." Completely fearless, Dai Mubai turned around and looked at Xiao Wu with disdain. "I'll give you a chance to make me get lost, or perhaps you can demonstrate what 'get lost' means."

"Let me do it, Xiao Wu."

Tang San stepped forward before Xiao Wu could.

Xiao Wu had always held prejudices against Tang San, and her gaze toward him was filled with disgust. Tang San believed this was because he had previously failed to stand up for himself, leaving Xiao Wu with the impression that he was cowardly and afraid of trouble. He intended to use this opportunity to change her opinion of him.

Xiao Wu stepped forward and shook her head. "He told me to get lost. Let me handle this one."

Thud

With a stomp of her foot, three Soul Rings appeared around Xiao Wu. One yellow and two purple.

"A Thousand-Year Soul Ring?"

Dai Mubai's expression froze.

A Soul Master's standard first two Soul Rings were both yellow. Yet Xiao Wu's second and third Soul Rings were purple Thousand-Year Soul Rings.

Xiao Wu's second Soul Ring was not merely a Thousand-Year Soul Ring; it also bore four purple markings. This showed that Xiao Wu's second Soul Ring was four thousand years old. As for her third Soul Ring, although it was likewise a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, it bore as many as eight markings.

A Purple Soul Ring with eight markings indicated that it was more than eight thousand years old.

Xiao Wu was a soul beast, and she could condense her first six Soul Rings through cultivation. After the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, Infernal Delicate Apricot, and Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well tempered her body, Xiao Wu's second and third Soul Rings had become purple Thousand-Year Soul Rings.

Xiao Wu took in Dai Mubai's shocked expression and smugly mocked him, "Scared? If you're scared, then demonstrate what the words 'get lost' mean!"

Dai Mubai's face darkened at once. With a grim expression, he stared at Xiao Wu. He was the Third Prince of the Star Luo Empire—how could he possibly roll out of the Rose Hotel? With a stomp of his foot, an intense pale white light burst from his body.

Dai Mubai spread both arms to his sides and thrust out his chest. His entire skeleton crackled, and his muscles suddenly swelled. Three Soul Rings rose beneath his feet, two yellow and one purple.

"Oh!"

Xiao Wu drawled, then laughed in realization. "So you're a Soul Elder in your thirties. Come on, fight me. If I'm scared of you, then my name isn't Xiao Wu."

"Oh."

A glint flashed through Dai Mubai's eyes as he asked frivolously, "So your name is Xiao Wu. Dai Mubai, martial soul White Tiger, level thirty-seven Battle Soul Elder. Please enlighten me."

"Xiao Wu, martial soul Rabbit, level thirty-three Battle Soul Elder."

Second Soul Skill: Charm

Xiao Wu's second Soul Ring lit up with purple light, while a pink glow shone from her eyes. Dai Mubai, who had met Xiao Wu's gaze, immediately fell for her technique. His expression turned dazed, and he stood motionless where he was.

It was worth mentioning that Xiao Wu's second Soul Ring was four thousand years old. The power of a Soul Ring's Soul Skill was related to its age. A Control System Soul Skill from a four-thousand-year Soul Ring had stronger control and lasted longer than one from a hundred-year Soul Ring.

First Soul Skill: Waist Bow

Immediately afterward, Xiao Wu tapped off with her toes and dashed before the vacant-eyed Dai Mubai. She unleashed her First Soul Skill and viciously kicked Dai Mubai away.

Xiao Wu's First Soul Skill, Waist Bow, could instantly increase her waist strength by one hundred percent and flexibility by fifty percent. After Soul Power reached level ten, each additional level increased its enhancement effect by one percent when used. Xiao Wu's Soul Power was now level thirty-three, making the effect of her Soul Skill one hundred and twenty-three percent.

Bang

Dai Mubai, kicked away by Xiao Wu, shot out like an arrow and sank into the hotel wall. Fine cracks spread across the wall around his embedded body. It hurt just to watch.

Xiao Wu smugly brushed aside the bangs before her forehead, a faint curve on her lips as she declared, "Fight's over. Time to wrap up."

"Young Master Dai!"

"Young Master Dai!"

The twin sisters cried out. Coming back to their senses, they pulled Dai Mubai out of the wall.

Dai Mubai glared viciously at Xiao Wu, his teeth itching with rage as he called in a low voice, "Let's go."

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track

Dai Mubai wanted to leave, but Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to block his path.

"What do you want?" Dai Mubai stared at Tang San.

"Nothing. If we had lost today, I'm afraid we would have been the ones getting lost. Now that you've lost, you should naturally demonstrate what 'get lost' means." Tang San answered clearly, not forgetting to glance at Xiao Wu. Sure enough, Xiao Wu's expression froze, and she found Tang San much more pleasing to the eye.

"You... don't get ahead of yourself. If she hadn't ambushed me just now, I might not have lost. If you insist on pushing this, I don't mind making you regret it," Dai Mubai warned angrily.

"If you still want to fight, I'll accompany you to the end." Tang San smiled.

Tang San intended to correct Xiao Wu's impression of him as a coward. Hearing Dai Mubai say this, he immediately assumed a fighting stance without hesitation.

"Your name is Dai Mubai, right? You're no match for us."

Ye Feng spoke from the side.

Ye Feng had witnessed Tang San's actions and already seen through his intentions. How could he let Tang San have his way? Ye Feng had only just managed to make Xiao Wu feel favorable toward him, and he would never allow Xiao Wu to develop favorable feelings toward Tang San as well, thus preventing Xiao Wu's sacrifice from happening.

Buzz

With a thought from Ye Feng, four Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, black.

"Four Soul Rings? A Soul Ancestor? And your Fourth Soul Ring is even a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring?"

Dai Mubai's face lost all color, his eyes turning vacant. He was completely petrified on the spot.

Ye Feng was three or four years younger than Dai Mubai, yet Ye Feng was already a Soul Ancestor in his forties. Moreover, Ye Feng's Fourth Soul Ring was a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring that exceeded the standard.

"You want me to get lost too?" Dai Mubai clenched his fists, but his eyes were filled with wariness as he watched Ye Feng.

Dai Mubai was the Third Prince of the Star Luo Empire. Even though he had now degenerated into a playboy, he still possessed his own pride. Dai Mubai had already decided that he would sooner die than roll out of the Rose Hotel. Even if he died, he would die fighting.

"You may go."

Ye Feng waved his hand and withdrew his martial soul. In a calm tone, he said, "Remember, there's always someone stronger. When you're out in the world, don't always be so overbearing."

Dai Mubai remained silent and looked at Ye Feng for a while. In the end, supported by the twin sisters, he left the Rose Hotel.

"Ding!"

At that moment, the system's voice finally rang out.

"Congratulations, you have overturned the original storyline. You intimidated the Evil Eye White Tiger, Dai Mubai, into retreating. Reward: 10 distributable Attribute Points."