Bei Bei's Shock: White Tiger Martial Soul? Dai Yu's Cold Laugh: I Dare Not Associate Myself With The White Tiger Duke's Mansion!

"And what about this young friend Dai?"

Dai Yu met Bei Bei's gaze, speaking with a faint, knowing smile:

"Me...

Just so-so, a little bit stronger than Yuhao."

As he spoke, Dai Yu released a trace of his aura.

Just a sliver of the Sacred Beast White Tiger bloodline.

It was enough to make Bei Bei's expression shift instantly!

"Hiss!"

Bei Bei couldn't help but step back, drawing in a sharp breath.

"This bloodline resonance... it's even above my Blue Electric Tyrant Dragon bloodline!"

"Bei Bei, what's wrong?"

Tang Ya was startled by the sight, nearly dropping the grilled fish in her hand.

It was the first time she had seen Bei Bei lose his composure like this.

After all, Bei Bei's Blue Electric Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was a top-tier Beast Martial Soul, and among his peers, he had almost never been outdone in presence.

Tang Ya quickly turned to look at Dai Yu, her eyes filled with shock and uncertainty, blurting out:

"Little brother, what exactly is your martial soul? How could it..."

Huo Yuhao opened his mouth, wanting to answer for Yu Ge, but the words caught in his throat.

He scratched his head, a flicker of confusion in his eyes.

Though he had witnessed Yu Ge's martial soul evolve from that cute Little White Cat into a majestic white tiger with his own eyes, the feeling that tiger gave him was completely different from the inherited martial souls he had seen in the Duke's Mansion.

The Duke's Mansion's White Tiger Martial Soul was filled with slaughter and dominance.

But Yu Ge's... seemed more sacred, more noble, as if it were the emperor of all tigers.

'Tian Meng Ge, Yu Ge's martial soul is also a white tiger, but it doesn't seem the same as the Duke's. What's going on?'

Huo Yuhao could only seek help from the "big bug" who had just moved into his Sea of Consciousness.

Inside the Sea of Consciousness.

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm rolled his eyes, speaking in a tone of exasperation:

"Idiot!

Of course it's different!

That's a Million-Year Divine Beast White Tiger!

I don't know how that kid stumbled into such luck, but after that tiger sacrificed itself to him, his martial soul underwent a qualitative change!

That's no ordinary white tiger—it's a Sacred Beast White Tiger with an Ultimate Attribute!"

"Ultimate Attribute?

Sacred Beast White Tiger?"

Huo Yuhao was completely lost, asking blankly:

"Tian Meng Ge, what's an Ultimate Attribute?"

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm sighed helplessly, wiggling his plump body as he explained:

"So-called Ultimate Attributes refer to a certain attribute reaching the peak of the mortal world, beyond which it cannot be surpassed!

Just like Ge here has the Ultimate Spiritual Attribute.

Once you possess an Ultimate Attribute, you gain absolute suppression over other soul masters of the same attribute!

That kid called Bei Bei, even though his martial soul is the top-tier Blue Electric Tyrant Dragon, with lightning and power attributes, in front of your Yu Ge's Sacred Beast White Tiger, whether it's the purity of light or the level of power, he's completely outclassed!

That's a double crushing of bloodline and attribute!

Get it, you little dummy?"

Huo Yuhao nodded vaguely, not fully understanding the principle.

But he grasped one thing.

Yu Ge was incredibly strong now, even stronger than that Senior Student Bei Bei from Shrek Academy!

Outside.

Faced with Tang Ya's shocked inquiry, Dai Yu's expression remained calm and composed.

Dai Yu slowly withdrew that trace of leaked aura, replying flatly:

"It's just a White Tiger."

"White Tiger..."

Bei Bei had already calmed down from his earlier shock, but his gaze at Dai Yu grew deeper.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and rapidly sifted through the information on major powers across the Douluo Continent in his mind.

Surname Dai.

Martial soul was White Tiger.

And this aura was purer and more overbearing than an ordinary White Tiger Martial Soul.

As if recalling something, Bei Bei fixed his eyes on Dai Yu and probed:

"Brother Dai, your surname is Dai and your martial soul is White Tiger...

May I ask, what is your relationship with the White Tiger Duke's Mansion of the Star Luo Empire?

Could it be that you're from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion?"

Hearing this, Dai Yu's expression didn't change, but a self-deprecating sneer curled at the corner of his mouth. He waved his hand and said:

"Don't say things like that. I wouldn't dare claim any connection to such a high and mighty household!"

Dai Yu casually picked up a twig and poked at the fire in front of him, his tone carrying undisguised distance and disgust:

"I'm just a distant collateral branch of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, so far removed you can barely call it related.

In that rigidly hierarchical duke's mansion, no one looks highly on someone like me."

As he spoke, a barely perceptible cold glint flashed in Dai Yu's eyes.

He truly had no goodwill toward that so-called White Tiger Duke's Mansion—in fact, he loathed it to the core.

For the first six years after transmigrating into This World, he had lived in a remote little village. Though poor, it was peaceful.

Then came the day of his martial soul awakening at age six.

He awakened an extremely rare "Detached Martial Soul"—the Little White Cat.

A Detached Martial Soul should have been a sign of power, but this little white cat was frail and weak, and his Innate Soul Power was a pitifully meager first rank.

This kind of "mutated waste martial soul" should have let him continue living as an ordinary person in the village.

But unfortunately, his existence was discovered by Dai Huabin, who happened to pass by.

That second young master, hailed as the genius of the duke's mansion, found the whole thing utterly fascinating.

A collateral branch bearing the White Tiger Bloodline had actually awakened a detached little kitten?

And with only first-rank soul power?

What a colossal joke!

So, out of sheer malicious amusement, Dai Huabin forcibly brought him back to the duke's mansion.

Not to nurture him, and certainly not to acknowledge kinship.

Simply because Dai Huabin found him ridiculous and wanted to keep him around as entertainment.

From time to time, he'd bring him out to mock, using him to highlight his own superiority with his ninth-rank Innate Soul Power.

"I just had bad luck, running into that young master Dai Huabin."

Dai Yu looked up at Bei Bei and Tang Ya, his tone as flat as if he were telling someone else's story:

"He thought my 'detached waste cat' was amusing, so he brought me into the mansion to be a joke.

That's also why Yuhao and I get along."

With that, Dai Yu glanced at Huo Yuhao beside him and reached out to ruffle his hair:

"Because in the eyes of those big shots, we're both 'trash'—not worth wasting even a single grain of rice on."

At the name "Dai Huabin," Huo Yuhao's body trembled violently, and an uncontrollable surge of hatred flared in his eyes.

He pressed his lips tightly together and said in a low voice:

"Yu Ge isn't trash!

Neither am I!

One day, we'll make them regret it!"

Seeing the stubbornness and unwillingness in these two young men's eyes, along with their undisguised rejection of the duke's mansion, Bei Bei and Tang Ya exchanged a glance, a shared sympathy welling up in their hearts.