The Small Get Beaten, The Old Come

Hearing this devastating news, Flender's heart sank. The man before him was the best Healing System soul master he could find, and if even he couldn't help, what else could be done?

But because of his Martial Soul, Ma Hongjun's evil fire burned fiercely. Every few days, he had to visit brothels to check the pipeline works and vent that fire.

Now, however, the tool for maintaining the pipeline was broken. How would he vent the fire in the future?

Was he supposed to just watch his disciple burn up from the evil fire?

Somewhat unwilling to give up, he asked, "Is there really no way at all?"

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly. "I'm afraid my abilities are limited."

Flender: "..."

It wasn't over yet. The middle-aged man continued, "I found residual ice-attribute soul power inside him. That power is extremely overbearing and has already damaged his internal organ functions."

Flender was startled and quickly asked, "What organ was damaged? What effects will there be?"

The middle-aged man replied, "The bladder was damaged. As for the effects... he may lose control of his excretion in the future."

Flender was dumbfounded. Lose control of excretion—didn't that mean he might pee anytime, anywhere?

Shame. Great shame.

Dai Mubai overheard this from the side, and a wave of fear washed over him. Thank goodness he hadn't been foolish enough to join in back then.

A quarter of an hour later, the middle-aged man left.

Under his treatment, Ma Hongjun's injuries were mostly healed, and his swollen, pig-like face had gone down.

But his lifeline couldn't be saved.

To avoid blockages, that part of the body's tissue was directly cut off.

Ma Hongjun woke up during the cutting—he had to, the pain was too much, making him scream in agony.

Now, Ma Hongjun was crying to Flender.

"Teacher, you have to avenge me! I just took one more look at that woman, and she beat me like this."

"Too outrageous." Flender slammed the table in anger.

Though he knew this was just his disciple's one-sided story and couldn't be fully trusted.

Regardless, with his disciple ending up like this, he couldn't just sit back and do nothing.

The two soon left, and with Dai Mubai leading the way, they charged furiously toward the Rose Hotel.

By the time they arrived at the hotel, Lin Ye's group, who had already returned, had just stepped through the front door.

Xiao Wu was carrying large bags in both hands, all filled with clothes and shoes she had bought for herself.

Ever since Lin Ye caught her, Xiao Wu knew her days were numbered, so she developed the idea of getting her money's worth in advance.

Thus, she gradually picked up the habit of spending lavishly.

Unlike Xiao Wu, Bing Di and Lin Qiu'er were only passionate about food.

Right now, Bing Di's lower abdomen was slightly bulging; anyone who didn't know might think she was pregnant.

Lin Qiu'er was in the same state.

Looking at her round belly, Lin Ye laughed. "You seem to have gained some weight, huh?"

At the front desk, a couple was checking in. The girl in the couple saw Lin Qiu'er and immediately took a liking to her.

"Little brother, is this pet of yours for sale?"

Lin Ye smiled faintly. This wasn't the first time he'd encountered such a question.

"Not for sale. I'm keeping her to have cubs. No way I'm selling her."

"Oh, I see. Then when she has cubs, can you sell me one?" the girl pressed on.

Lin Ye laughed heartily. "Then I definitely can't sell them."

The girl didn't understand. She was about to ask more when two uninvited guests burst into the Rose Hotel.

"Headmaster, it's them." Dai Mubai pointed at Bing Di among the group.

It's them.

Flender frowned. He had been thinking of luring Lin Ye into his Shrek Academy, but now his disciple had been beaten by them.

Before coming, Flender had planned to strike first and get his revenge.

But now he hesitated. The other side seemed far from simple, especially that white-robed woman.

Still, with his disciple's lifeline ruined, doing nothing wouldn't sit right.

"Was it you who beat my disciple?" Flender asked with a dark face.

Lin Ye chuckled. "Yeah, we beat that fat bastard. So what?"

Seeing the culprit so arrogant after the beating, Flender's face darkened further. "My disciple may have been rude with his words, but... blah blah blah."

In short, it boiled down to: We may have been wrong, but don't you bear even one percent of the blame?

Lin Ye laughed. He really laughed.

"Pah, you're the ones acting like thugs, and now that you can't win, you come to reason with us—truly shameless."

"Arrogant." Flender flew into a rage. Shua, shua, shua... Seven soul rings rose from beneath his feet.

"A Soul Saint!"

Gasps of shock rippled through the crowd watching, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.

And the truth was, in a place like Suotuo City, let alone a Soul Saint, even a Soul King was rarely seen.

With his Soul Saint cultivation, Flender could already rule the roost in Suotuo City.

This was also why Ma Hongjun, despite being so arrogant, had always gotten away unscathed.

The hotel manager, who had rushed over, immediately abandoned any thought of mediating when he saw that the troublemaker was a Soul Saint, and fled even faster than he had arrived.

Are you kidding? That's a Soul Saint—he could crush an ordinary person like him with a single finger.

Flender charged forward with his Martial Soul activated, and at the same time, his Fifth Soul Ring blazed with light...

But everything he did was destined to be futile.

Because of what had happened with Lin Ye and Snow Empress, Bing Di was already nursing a fire in her heart. Flender's appearance now made him the perfect punching bag.

With a casual grab, she seized the neck of Flender, who had rushed fiercely to stand before them.

In that moment, Flender's heart screamed disaster—his opponent was far stronger than he had imagined.

I'm done for!

No sooner had this thought appeared than his entire body was lifted into the air...

Bing Di gripped him, swung him around in a half-circle, and slammed him viciously into the marble floor.

Bam!

Before Flender could react, he was smashed into the ground again and again at lightning speed.

After a few smashes, Bing Di released Flender's neck.

Just as Flender breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was over, Bing Di grabbed him by the back of his clothes and began a fresh round of beatings.

Flender was once again swung up, spun half a circle in the air, and slammed hard into the marble floor.

This time, his face made intimate contact with the marble—a blow that would surely leave him disfigured.

The searing pain in his face and body told him things were dire. He tried to react, but his body was lifted and smashed down again.

And honestly, beating someone up like this was pretty satisfying—at least, that's how Bing Di felt.

Next, she hoisted Flender and pounded him into the ground over and over, faster and faster.

The speed was so great that Flender's body became a blur.

Bang, bang, bang—

Flender's body kept crashing into the floor. All he could see were stars, and his bones felt like they were about to fall apart.