Douluo: Poisonous Tongue, Loves Telling the Truth

Its straight, slender blade gave off a sense of sharpness that seemed capable of cutting through anything.

"Good blade! Truly a fine blade!"

Xia Ran gripped the hilt with his right hand, and a feeling of natural harmony welled up within him.

He could clearly sense that the attributes contained within this blade were perfectly compatible with him; it was as if it had been custom-made for him.

"I wonder what happened over there to make Zhu Zhuqing's favorability toward Dai Mubai drop so drastically."

However, being able to complete the task as soon as possible was a good thing regardless.

With only 50% completion, he had already received such a fine blade; he truly wondered what kind of reward he would get once the progress bar was fully maxed out.

Although this long blade could be stored inside a Soul Tool, Xia Ran still wanted to keep it by his side at all times.

"I'll find someone to craft a scabbard for it another day, and from then on, I'll just hang it at my waist—just thinking about it makes me feel incredibly cool!"

Having made up his mind, Xia Ran continued to inventory the spoils he had scavenged from Tang San. (There were too many; he couldn't finish checking them all in one go.)

On the other side, Dai Mubai had also noticed the curvaceous Zhu Zhuqing.

No matter how demonic or domineering his evil eyes were, they could not hide the greed within, lecherously staring at her proud, towering chest.

"My name is Dai Mubai, Martial Soul White Tiger, level 36 assault-system battle soul master."

"May I ask for the name of this beautiful young lady?"

[Zhu Zhuqing's disgust toward Dai Mubai: 60%]

[Reward for host: Ebony Scabbard]

"???"

"Nice!"

"They couldn't have started arguing, could they?"

Xia Ran did not know that Zhu Zhuqing had long harbored deep resentment toward Dai Mubai.

Clearly, they both bore the weight of their fates, and while she was still working hard to cultivate for the future, this fiancé of hers had cowardly fled to this dilapidated academy.

He was even looking for twins—so what did her years of arduous cultivation count for? What was she even trying to become stronger for?

Now that the fiancé she had crossed the empire for, escaping countless assassination attempts just to see, was right before her eyes, Zhu Zhuqing finally realized how ridiculous her initial choice had been.

"Disgusting!"

Spitting out those two short words, she turned around immediately, preparing to leave this trashy academy.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing no longer held any hope for Dai Mubai; living like a piece of rotting mud until the day of the decisive battle, only to be slaughtered by his own biological brother on the arena stage, was the best ending he deserved.

This future, which she could see the end of at a single glance, left her heart feeling like dead ashes.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Leaving this place!"

"Heh! Do you think Shrek Academy is a place where you can come and go as you please?"

Seeing that the beauty within his grasp was about to leave, Dai Mubai resorted to forceful measures.

As the Third Prince of Star Luo, he was used to getting whatever he wanted; how could there be a woman in this backwater place he couldn't handle?

Since the soft approach didn't work, he would just go hard.

"I advise you to be obedient; it will save you some suffering."

"Cooperate with me properly, and I will definitely give you an unforgettable first time."

The others on the side frowned slightly as they watched; Tang San had already met Dai Mubai at the hotel earlier and knew this guy was a lecher, but he hadn't expected him to act so tyrannically.

However, his own situation was quite awkward at the moment, and he had no time to concern himself with Zhu Zhuqing's affairs.

It was Ning Rongrong, who feared nothing, who spoke up first to stand up for her.

"Are you taking aphrodisiacs as your daily meals? You can't even walk straight when you see a woman; you're just a creature that thinks with its lower half."

"Didn't you hear her say you're disgusting? Why don't you look in a mirror and see what kind of person you are? Can you stop going out and being a menace to others?"

Her words were merciless, practically rubbing Dai Mubai's dignity as a man into the dirt, and after finishing, she didn't forget to give him a provocative look.

Dai Mubai had lived in this place for many years and already possessed formidable strength; coupled with the backing of Zhao Wuji and the others, he acted without restraint, arrogant and domineering.

Now that a little yellow-haired—no, pink-haired—girl was pointing at his nose and scolding him, he laughed out of pure rage.

His pair of demonic evil eyes stared fixedly at Ning Rongrong's pretty face...

"Heh! You little bitch? Do you want to taste my power too?"

Chapter 6 Zhu Zhuqing VS Dai Mubai

With his White Tiger Martial Soul Avatar, Dai Mubai's already six-foot-tall frame surged even further.

His red and blue evil eyes radiated a murderous light, and his tiger claws reached directly toward Ning Rongrong's throat.

For a moment, everyone was stunned, not expecting Dai Mubai to strike so suddenly.

"You dare!"

Ning Rongrong, having been pampered her whole life, had never seen such a display and assumed Dai Mubai was just bluffing.

At the critical moment, it was Zhu Zhuqing who stepped in to block the strike for her.

"Boss Dai..."

Oscar rushed forward in a panic, trying to stop Dai Mubai.

Everything had happened so fast that he hadn't even had time to intervene.

"Get lost! You want to stand up for them?"

Dai Mubai didn't even turn his head, using his soul pressure to shove Oscar aside.

As the dignified Third Prince of Star Luo, he had been pointed at and cursed by a little girl who hadn't even grown up yet, and the insults were vile.

If he could swallow this, what was the point of hiding in this godforsaken place?

Pushing Oscar aside, he locked eyes with the two girls again.

"Very well, both of you come at me together."

"If you win, we'll call it even. If you don't, heh heh..."

As he spoke, those Evil Eye eyes began to scan the figures of the two girls.

"I wonder which of you tastes better compared to those twins~"

Swept by that highly aggressive gaze, Zhu Zhuqing felt a chill run down her spine.

Ning Rongrong looked at her slightly bruised arm, still shaken by the encounter.

Her delicate face was filled with shock and disbelief; she had been the pride of her sect since childhood, and never had she been treated this way.

This bastard, he actually dared to lay a hand on me.

If Zhu Zhuqing hadn't been there, she would have been the one injured.

Only now did she realize that this Dai Mubai truly had those kinds of intentions toward them.

"Give me support!"

Zhu Zhuqing had already assessed the situation; without wasting words, she activated Martial Soul Avatar and entered combat mode.

Two level-two Soul Grand Masters against a Soul Elder, especially one with the top-tier Evil Eye White Tiger martial soul—the odds of winning were slim.

The confident, sunny boy from the past had become a memory; she never expected that after traveling thousands of miles to see him years later, it would end up like this.

[Seven Treasures turn out with glazed light, one says: Power]

[Two says: Speed]

As the two beams of light entered her body, Zhu Zhuqing clearly felt her strength increase significantly.

Although Ning Rongrong was usually spoiled, the support effect of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was the real deal.

With her current level 27 soul power, it was not impossible to defeat some low-level Soul Elders.

[First Soul Skill: Hell Stab]

Without waiting for Dai Mubai to strike, Zhu Zhuqing launched the first attack.

"Heh! Well done."

"It's this kind of personality that's exciting; much more interesting than those dead fish who don't know how to resist."

Facing Zhu Zhuqing's slash, he didn't hesitate at all, immediately activating his first and third soul skills.

[First Soul Skill: White Tiger Shield]

[Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation]

The most obvious gap between a Soul Elder and a Soul Grand Master was the thousand-year third soul ring.

While the difference between a 500-year and 900-year century soul ring might be small, the jump from 900 to 1,000 years brought a qualitative change to the soul skill provided.

Even with two layers of amplification, Zhu Zhuqing's slash didn't cause a single ripple when it landed on that shield.

"So strong!"

[Second Soul Skill: Hell Hundred Claws]

"Little wildcat, are you scratching an itch for me?"

Up close, Zhu Zhuqing could finally see Dai Mubai's features clearly.

He looked somewhat similar to the person she had met in her childhood, but now he possessed a sinister air.

Despite having a reasonably handsome face, his eyes remained fixed on her chest, and that unbridled gaze made her feel deeply disgusted.

"Damn it!"

Her second soul skill still couldn't break his defense, and this was the extent of her capabilities.

Each slash landed on the shield, only to vanish like a stone into the sea after creating a few ripples.

"My turn!"