Zhu Zhuqing vs. Dai Mubai

The long, straight blade gave off a keen sense that it could cut through anything.

"What a blade! This is a truly fine blade!"

Xia Ran gripped the hilt in his right hand, and it felt as though the blade had been made for him.

He could clearly sense that its properties suited him perfectly. It was practically custom-made for him.

I wonder what happened over there to make Zhu Zhuqing's opinion of Dai Mubai drop so much all at once.

Still, being able to complete the task quickly was a good thing.

It was only at 50% completion, and he'd already received such a fine blade. He couldn't imagine what reward he'd get once the progress reached 100%.

The blade could fit inside his Storage Soul Tool, but Xia Ran still wanted to keep it with him at all times.

"I'll find someone to make a scabbard for it someday. Then I can hang it at my waist. Just imagining it makes me feel ten times cooler!"

Having made up his mind, Xia Ran continued sorting through the spoils he'd taken from Tang San. There was so much that it would take him a while to get through it all.

Elsewhere, Dai Mubai had also noticed Zhu Zhuqing's stunning figure.

No matter how striking and imposing his Evil Eye White Tiger eyes looked, they couldn't conceal the greed in them. He kept leering at her ample chest.

"My name is Dai Mubai. My Martial Soul is the White Tiger, and I'm a Level 36 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."

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

[Zhu Zhuqing's dislike of Dai Mubai: 60%]

[Reward for host: Ebony Scabbard]

"???"

"Nice!"

"Are they going to start arguing?"

Xia Ran had no idea that Zhu Zhuqing had been harboring resentment toward Dai Mubai for a long time.

The two of them were bound by the same fate, and while she was still working hard to cultivate for their future, her fiancé had fled to this run-down academy like a coward.

And he'd even gone looking for some twins. What did all her years of hard cultivation mean, then? Why had she struggled to become stronger?

Now that the fiancé she'd crossed an empire and evaded countless pursuers to meet was right in front of her, Zhu Zhuqing finally realized how disastrously wrong her choice had been.

"Disgusting!"

With those two curt words, she turned and started to leave the shabby academy.

Zhu Zhuqing no longer had any hope for Dai Mubai. He'd live like a worthless lump until the day of the final battle, where his own elder brother would kill him in the arena. That was the best ending he could hope for.

The future, so clear and inescapable, left her utterly hopeless.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Leaving."

"Heh. You think you can come and go from Shrek Academy whenever you please?"

Seeing the beauty he'd thought was within his grasp about to leave, Dai Mubai resorted to force.

As the Third Prince of Star Luo, he could get whatever he wanted. Was there really a woman in this backwater he couldn't handle?

If being nice didn't work, he'd use force.

"I suggest you do as I say. It'll save you some pain."

"Be a good girl and cooperate with me, and I'll make sure your first time is unforgettable."

The others frowned as they watched. Tang San had already met Dai Mubai at the hotel and knew he was a lecher, but he hadn't expected him to be so domineering.

But Tang San was in an awkward position himself and had no time to get involved in Zhu Zhuqing's affairs.

It was Ning Rongrong, fearless as ever, who spoke up first to defend her.

"Do you take aphrodisiacs with every meal? You can't see a woman without losing your mind. You're nothing but an animal that thinks with its lower half."

"Didn't you hear her say you disgust her? Have you even looked in a mirror to see what you're like? Why don't you stop coming out and tormenting people?"

Her words were merciless, grinding Dai Mubai's dignity as a man into the dirt. When she finished, she even gave him a provocative look.

Dai Mubai had lived here for years. He was already powerful, and Zhao Wuji and the others had his back, so he'd grown reckless and arrogant.

Now some pink-haired girl was pointing at him and cursing him to his face. He laughed in a fury.

His strange, bewitching eyes fixed on Ning Rongrong's pretty face...

"Heh! You little bitch. You want to find out what I can do to you, too?"

Chapter 6: Zhu Zhuqing vs. Dai Mubai ### Dai Mubai's White Tiger Martial Soul possessed him, and his already towering height of over 1.8 meters grew even more.

His red-and-blue eyes blazed with ferocity as he reached for Ning Rongrong's throat with his tiger claws.

Everyone froze for a moment. They hadn't expected Dai Mubai to attack outright.

"Boss Dai..."

Oscar hurried forward, trying to stop Dai Mubai.

Everything had happened too fast. He hadn't even had time to intervene.

"Get lost! Are you trying to stand up for them?"

Dai Mubai didn't even turn around. He sent Oscar staggering aside with the pressure of his Soul Power.

He was the dignified Third Prince of Star Luo, and a little girl who hadn't even finished growing was pointing at him and hurling insults. Vile ones, too.

If he couldn't even stomach that, then what was the point of hiding out in this godforsaken place?

After shoving Oscar aside, he turned his attention back to the two girls.

"Fine. You two can take me on together."

"If you beat me, I'll let this go. But if you lose, heh..."

As he spoke, his strange eyes began roaming over their figures again.

"I wonder which of you two would be sweeter than those twins~"

The invasive gaze swept over her, making Zhu Zhuqing shudder with disgust.

Ning Rongrong saw the bruises on Zhu Zhuqing's arm and was still shaken by what had happened.

Her delicate face was full of shock and disbelief. She'd been the sect's darling since childhood. No one had ever treated her like this.

"That bastard actually dared to hit me."

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

Only now did she realize that Dai Mubai really did have that kind of intention toward them.

"Support me!"

Zhu Zhuqing had already grasped the situation. Without wasting words, she activated her Martial Soul and entered combat.

Two Two-Ring Soul Grandmasters against a Soul Elder—and a top-tier Martial Soul, the Evil Eye White Tiger. Their chances were slim.

The confident, sunny boy she remembered was nothing but a memory. She never would have imagined that after traveling thousands of miles to see him again, this would be what she found.

[Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, First: Strength]

[Second: Speed]

Two beams of light entered Zhu Zhuqing's body, and she immediately felt her strength increase dramatically.

Ning Rongrong could be spoiled and willful, but the support provided by the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was undeniably real.

With her current Soul Power at Level 27, it wasn't impossible for her to defeat some lower-level Soul Elders.

[First Soul Skill: Hell Stab]

Before Dai Mubai could make a move, Zhu Zhuqing attacked first.

"Heh! Good. Come at me."

"It's girls like you who have some spirit. You're much more fun than those limp fish who don't even know how to fight back."

Facing Zhu Zhuqing's slash, he didn't hesitate. He immediately activated his First and Third Soul Skills.

[First Soul Skill: White Tiger Shield]

[Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation]

The most obvious difference between a Soul Elder and a Soul Grandmaster was the thousand-year third Soul Ring.

There might not be much difference between a five-hundred-year and a nine-hundred-year Soul Ring. But between a nine-hundred-year and a thousand-year one, the Soul Skill it provided underwent a qualitative change.

Even with two layers of enhancement, Zhu Zhuqing's slash failed to stir the slightest ripple on his shield.

"So strong!"

[Second Soul Skill: Hell Hundred Claws]

"Little wildcat, are you tickling me?"

Only when she got close did Zhu Zhuqing get a clear look at Dai Mubai's face.

He resembled the person she'd met as a child, but now he had a more sinister air.

He had a handsome enough face, but his gaze kept lingering on her chest. That brazen leering made her feel sick.

"Damn it!"

Her Second Soul Skill still couldn't break through his defenses. She'd already used everything she had.

Slash after slash struck the shield, vanishing without a trace like mud sinking into the sea, leaving only ripples in their wake.

"My turn!"