Drinking Horse Piss and Forgetting Your Own Name

Dai Mubai was left standing there in confusion. His expression gradually hardened, and he shouted at Shen Ranxi's retreating back, "I'm not a coward! I'll prove it!"

A gentle breeze stirred, while sunlight fell across everyone, dancing and flickering as though it were celebrating his resolve and bearing witness to this promise.

Time passed, and three years flew by in the blink of an eye.

Over those three years, Shen Ranxi gathered many talented people whose aptitude as Soul Masters was lacking but who possessed remarkable gifts in other fields. She established her own forces. Though they were not large, they had already taken shape.

Shen Ranxi knew full well that for an ordinary Soul Master like her, one without any background or backing, a lack of information was the most fatal weakness. If you did not even know about the news of precious treasures, how could you possibly compete for them?

That was why the most important part of her forces was the Shadow Pavilion.

It collected all kinds of information for her, including gossip about nobles and aristocratic families. Such information might seem useless, but it could prove immensely valuable at critical moments! At the very least, she had used such gossip to scrape together her starting capital.

A minor noble had slept with his superior's wife. Haha, how exciting. To keep it quiet, he had willingly paid a large sum of money. Although they had been hunted afterward, if they got caught, could they still call themselves shadows? There were quite a few incidents like that. Those people did not dare let the information leak and could only swallow their anger.

She had bought quite a few cultivation methods from the system specifically to train them into hidden infiltrators who moved like shadows. The ten thousand Merit Points she had swindled from the system back then had mostly been spent, and it hurt her heart so badly it was like bleeding.

Money was important too. Her subordinates had not signed contracts selling themselves into servitude. To ensure no one betrayed her, she had Feifei find suitable contracts. As long as they did not betray her, their benefits and treatment were top-notch. Most of the pills she refined went to Taixu, while a small portion became rewards within the Pavilion.

The beauty salon in the city had also opened branches in other cities. Their business was not as good as in Suotuo City, but they still made plenty of money. However, the branches' main purpose was not earning money, but serving as Shadow Pavilion outposts to gather intelligence for her.

Over the past few years, she had killed quite a few low-level Evil Soul Masters and nobles who had committed countless crimes against Ordinary People. She had earned more than twenty thousand Merit Points from that alone. Adding the rewards from completing system missions, Shen Ranxi should have possessed quite a few treasures, but... Taixu had grown much larger and needed even more treasures. No matter how reluctant Shen Ranxi was, she could only feed them to it.

In the end, only a left-arm Soul Bone remained, taken from a Ten Thousand Years Moonlight Charm Fox.

Soul Bone Skill: Moonlight Charm Dance. The user's movements became as elusive as moonlight, greatly enhancing evasive ability. While moving, they left behind streaks of moonlit afterimages to confuse enemies.

Shen Ranxi did not absorb it yet, intending to choose a suitable opportunity later.

This time, she had returned just in time for the school's admissions. Three years had passed, yet they had not recruited a single Student. The Teachers were even thinking of having the four of them participate in the Soul Master Competition. If they could not recruit any students, they would not even be able to form a team, Shen Ranxi grumbled inwardly.

Still, there was no rush to return. Going back would only mean getting dragged into work. She could leave those trivial matters to those bored boys. She might as well go see Little Bell. That girl had no self-awareness at all—once she finished the tasks assigned by her Teacher, she ran straight to the Technology Pavilion.

The Technology Pavilion was where Soul Tools were researched. The people managing it were talented individuals she had either rescued or tricked into joining her from elsewhere.

Shen Ranxi turned and headed down that street.

Suotuo City streets.

A tall girl in a pink dress looked around at everything before her. Her silky black hair, which fell past her calves, had been neatly braided into a scorpion braid.

"Third Brother, Suotuo City is so lively! That shrewd merchant earlier really pissed me off. Why did you still give him money? You shouldn't have let him off so easily."

The boy beside her had short black hair with a bluish sheen and wore a neat set of light-blue fitted clothes. Around his waist was a belt embedded with twenty-four pieces of jade. He was not particularly handsome, but his features were clean and pleasant.

He said helplessly, "I didn't lose out. That thing was very important to me..."

Xiao Wu immediately cut him off. "Fine, fine. I don't understand any of your strange things anyway. I'm going to keep shopping. Mm~ I smell something Delicious Food."

With that, she ran ahead.

Tang San could only follow silently.

Xiao Wu held pastries in her left hand and skewers in her right as she stopped outside a beverage shop.

"Little San, I'm thirsty. I want to go in and buy something to drink." Before she even finished speaking, she eagerly headed inside.

Tang San sighed deeply and hurried after her. Seeing Xiao Wu holding the menu and wanting to order this and that, he immediately stopped her. "Xiao Wu, you're almost out of money. You still need to buy other things later."

Xiao Wu let out a long sigh. "All right."

While waiting for their drinks, Xiao Wu looked around curiously. A figure caught her attention—a straight-backed girl with black hair tied high behind her head, wearing a red fitted dress. Her profile was delicate and sharp.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out in a corner. A fierce-looking burly man was gripping a cute-looking waitress, his face pressed close to hers, lewd light gleaming in his Eyes.

Just as his disgusting yellow teeth were about to touch the girl's tender cheek, Xiao Wu saw this and could not stand it. This was not Nuoding City, but Sister Xiao Wu had always been the sort to draw her blade when she saw injustice.

"It's your honor that I want you to serve me! Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

The Girl was still struggling. "Sir, we don't provide that kind of service..." Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Hmph, what kind of attitude is that? I'm a customer!" The other waitresses wanted to stop him, but the Martial Soul he summoned frightened them back.

The man smugly raised his fist.

The Girl looked despairingly at the raised fist. She could not even stand steadily. As she fell toward the ground, she instead fell into a fragrant embrace. Still panicked, she looked up and saw only a fair, sharp chin. One hand held her firmly while the other effortlessly gripped the man's fist.

Xiao Wu froze mid-charge. She had seen with her own eyes that the girl in the red dress had been seated one moment and standing before that Scum Man the next.

Tang San was also struck by the beauty of the girl with Golden Eyes, but what amazed him even more was her elusive movement technique. She was like a gust of wind, disturbing no one.

The waitress met Shen Ranxi's Golden Pupils, bright as the blazing sun. Her heart raced wildly as she stammered, "Th-thank you."

"Ah, another prettier little chick. What, do you want to take her place and serve me?"

Shen Ranxi gently set the Girl in her arms aside.

The other waitresses hurried over and surrounded her.

"Jasmine, how are you?"

"Are you all right?"

When they saw that she remained silent for so long, they grew even more worried and shook her hard.

Jasmine finally came back to herself and muttered, "Her waist was so strong... so cool..."

The others were speechless. They had been worried about her, yet she was swooning over someone instead.

But... she really was pretty cool.

The smell of alcohol made Shen Ranxi furious. She grabbed the man's hand and began pounding him. "Did a little horse piss make you forget your own name...?"

Shen Ranxi twisted hard and flung the man to the ground.

"How dare you meddle in my business!" His bleary eyes fell upon Shen Ranxi's face and chest, and he reached out to touch her leg. "Fine, then I'll punish you by taking you home with me..."

"Aaaahhh—"

Before he could finish, Shen Ranxi kicked his tool of crime. However, she did not use much force, or it would have exploded on the spot.

The man curled up in agony and rolled around on the ground. His wails echoed through the small space.

Every male present instinctively clamped his legs together. A chill ran down Tang San's back as well.