A Villain's Bad Taste

"It tasted pretty good."

Lu Yuan raised his head and gave an interested on-the-spot review.

Xiao Wu could only look at the demon before her in humiliation as a clear tear slowly rolled down her face.

"Why are you crying?!"

The sharp shout made Xiao Wu stop sniffling instinctively.

Seeing that she had stopped sobbing, Lu Yuan finally put on a smile and slowly released his hand, adding the rest of his sentence: "When you cry like that, it makes it seem like I've done something that stirs the Wrath of Gods and Men."

Xiao Wu looked resentfully at the demon before her.

This was no longer a matter of whether he was shameless or not. He had outright thrown away all sense of dignity.

In other words—he had no shame.

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow as he looked toward Tang San, who still could not get up.

"I'll be waiting for you at the Fourth Trial."

"I hope you won't keep me waiting too long."

Lu Yuan reached out and grabbed Xiao Wu beside him. Under Tang San's unwilling gaze, the two vanished.

After a while, Tang San climbed to his feet with a dark expression.

Wiping the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, he muttered, "Xiao Wu, wait for me."

"What?"

"Are you hoping your sweetheart will come save you?"

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow, pulled a carrot from his Storage Space, and stuffed it into Xiao Wu's hand.

"Don't even think about it."

"You belong to me now."

"First, put on a show of a rabbit eating a carrot."

"I've never seen what a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit looks like eating a carrot."

Xiao Wu aimed at Lu Yuan's face and hurled the carrot in her hand back at him with all her strength.

Kill her if he wanted. Skin her alive if he wanted.

Why was he humiliating her with a carrot?!

Lu Yuan did not move. The carrot vanished in midair on its own.

Fortunately, it was only a carrot.

If it had been a soul skill, everything Lu Yuan had stored in his Storage Space would probably have been blown to pieces.

"Come to think of it, are all Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts as bold as you?"

Lu Yuan stroked his chin and asked.

Yet Xiao Wu did not answer. Instead, she gazed into the distance. "When are you planning to kill me and take my ring?"

"That may have to wait a little longer."

Lu Yuan smiled as he counted on his fingers. "Look, I'm currently Level 46. At a normal cultivation speed, gaining four levels of Soul Power would take at least one to two months."

"In other words, in another month or two, you can become my Soul Ring."

"I'm sure you must be very happy."

"So, are you really not considering putting on a show of a Soft Bone Rabbit eating a carrot?"

Xiao Wu's eye twitched. She directly ignored the latter half of his words and asked irritably:

"You can absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring at Level 50?"

She would never offer a sacrifice.

At the very least, she would never sacrifice herself to this demon!

So even if he wanted to absorb her Soul Ring, he would first have to become a Soul Douluo.

Because a Soul Saint's physical constitution was not enough to absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

There was only one outcome from forcibly absorbing one—his body would explode, and he would die.

It could be said that, to Lu Yuan, she was currently like a chicken bone.

Tasteless to eat, yet a pity to throw away.

Lu Yuan shrugged helplessly. "If I can't absorb the Soul Ring, can't I still absorb the Soul Bone?"

Xiao Wu's heart sank.

Things were indeed heading in the worst possible direction.

Soul Rings had absorption limits, but Soul Bones did not!

Although abandoning the ring while keeping the bone was a terrible waste, it was indeed a good choice for this demon.

Gritting her teeth, Xiao Wu made an incomparably difficult decision.

"I can sacrifice myself to you, but you have to agree to one condition!"

Lu Yuan extended his hand with a strange expression and held it up before Xiao Wu.

"No sacrifices. And no conditions."

Xiao Wu subconsciously ground her teeth, wishing she could rush up and bite this bastard to death.

What did he mean, "No sacrifices. And no conditions"?

Was the appeal of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring not even as great as a Soul Bone?

Besides, it was not as if she would not give him the Soul Bone!

Lu Yuan pulled out a melon from his Storage Space. With a flick of his fingertip, he evenly cut it into eight slices, then picked up one and offered it to Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu did not take it, so Lu Yuan had no choice but to place the melon beside her on the ground.

"Girl, don't worry."

"Although you're a Ten Thousand Year old rabbit, your Soul Ring and Soul Bone aren't suitable for me."

Taking a bite of melon, Lu Yuan pretended not to see Xiao Wu's face growing Blacker and continued unhurriedly:

"Besides, I have my own unique ideas and approach when it comes to Soul Rings. Your Soul Ring and Soul Bone would undoubtedly become variables in my plans."

"So if I don't have to absorb them, I won't."

"In other words, unless there are special circumstances, I generally won't lay a hand on you."

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Don't you feel much better now that I've said that?"

Xiao Wu nodded with a dark little face.

Though the demon's words made her deeply unhappy, no one wanted to die if they could live.

Lu Yuan snapped his fingers.

"That's more like it!"

"According to some unreliable research, food that dies while happy and food that dies while sad end up with two completely different textures and flavors."

"So you should try your best to stay cheerful and reduce some unnecessary workload for me."

"..."

"I'll fight you!!!"

Xiao Wu broke down and threw a flurry of flashy but ineffective punches at Lu Yuan.

Then Lu Yuan suppressed her with a backhand.

When Ma Hongjun arrived, this was the scene he saw.

A look of envy was forcibly squeezed onto his face, which had swollen up by an entire size.

"Boss!"

Lu Yuan turned around for a look.

Good lord, he nearly got a psychological scar.

Just imagine a pig-headed humanoid monster running toward you. Would you be scared or not?

"What happened to you?"

Casually seizing Xiao Wu and pinning her against the trunk of a nearby tree, Lu Yuan looked at Ma Hongjun hesitantly.

"Teacher Zhao beat me up..."

As if recalling some terrifying memory, Ma Hongjun could not help shuddering.

Lu Yuan leaned closer to inspect the bruises on Ma Hongjun's face and could not help praising:

"Masterful technique."

"He injured the skin and flesh without harming the bones. His control over the force was excellent, and his strikes were precise."

"It's enough to make you hurt for three to five days without affecting your cultivation."

Ma Hongjun blinked his tiny eyes, and a tear welled up in grievance.

Was now really the time to comment on the severity of the technique?!

Even if Lu Yuan was not going to take him for revenge, he should at least condemn it verbally, right?!

What was with that admiring expression on his face?

Fortunately, after venting internally, Ma Hongjun had not forgotten why he had come. He looked pitifully at Lu Yuan and said:

"Boss, I just came back from Xiao Ao's place..."

Lu Yuan instinctively slapped his forehead.

That made sense. After getting beaten up, Oscar's sausages really were the best choice for quickly recovering injuries and Soul Power.

Ma Hongjun definitely would not have been able to get any sausages from him.

Because Lu Yuan had already drained Oscar dry.

There was not even the slightest bit of Soul Power left in him.

With a pull of his hand, he opened the entrance to his Storage Space, and several sausages were squeezed out.

Ma Hongjun hurriedly caught them and stuffed one into his mouth.

The injuries on his face healed at a visible speed.

Of course, one sausage was clearly not enough, so Ma Hongjun stuffed another into his mouth.

Lu Yuan ate melon, Ma Hongjun chewed sausage, and Xiao Wu was left alone, pinned against the tree trunk...

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Yuan finally put down the melon in his hand, took out a carrot from his Storage Space, and handed it to Xiao Wu.

"My greatest flaw is that I'm too softhearted."

Lu Yuan shook his head as he lamented about himself.

Xiao Wu glared viciously at Lu Yuan.

Even if she died, she would never eat a carrot handed to her by this demon!

Lu Yuan put on an expression of sudden realization.

Under Xiao Wu's ominous premonition, the demon indeed shoved the carrot directly into her mouth.

Xiao Wu wept inwardly.

Azure Heaven bore witness—she only wanted this demon to let go and stop pinning her against the tree trunk.

Would it not be enough if she stopped resisting?!

As though she wanted to speak, her cheeks wriggled slightly, and Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly lit up.

This taste...

It was a carrot from the Star Dou Great Forest!

Delicious!

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