The Childhood Sweethearts! Dai Mubai Kills with a Flick of His Finger! The White Emperor's Bearing!

The First Spirit Ring lit up.

The deep yellow light now carried a blood-red hue that made one's heart tremble.

"White Tiger Rending Gold Claw."

There were no flashy moves.

Only ultimate speed and strength.

That dark golden tiger claw clamped onto the black-clad man's neck with pinpoint precision.

"Crack!"

The sharp snap of breaking bone sounded especially grating in the silent forest.

The black-clad man's pupils suddenly widened.

The Soul Power shield around him crumpled before that claw like it was made of tofu.

Even as he died, he couldn't understand.

How could a three-ring Soul Elder see through his movements so easily?

How could that claw's attack be so powerful?

Dai Mubai casually tossed the black-clad man's corpse aside, as if throwing away a piece of trash.

He took out a handkerchief and leisurely wiped his fingers.

"I told you."

"Offense is the best defense."

"If I kill you before you can touch me, I don't need to defend myself."

At that very moment.

The Black World.

An eerie silence fell over the entire continent.

Everyone gaped at the Sky Screen, staring blankly.

A one-hit kill.

Another one-hit kill.

Twelve years old, thirty-seven levels, and he'd killed a level-forty-two Agility Attack System Soul Ancestor in one blow.

It sounded like something out of a legend!

"Is... is he even human?"

Someone spoke in a trembling voice.

"He crossed an entire major realm to kill his opponent, and made it look as easy as killing a chicken?"

"His combat ability and mental fortitude are beyond even those seasoned Soul Masters, aren't they?"

Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang looked as if his soul had been drained from his body. He slumped in his chair.

"Challenging someone above his level..."

"And killing him in one blow..."

"This completely contradicts the theory of Soul Power suppression..."

"How did that Dai Mubai from the White World develop such an incredible instinct for battle?"

He couldn't understand.

Because, as far as he knew, only his disciple Tang San might be capable of this, thanks to his Hidden Weapons and Twin Martial Souls.

But now, Dai Mubai had done it with nothing but his First Spirit Skill.

White World, Star Luo Imperial Palace, Imperial Garden.

The faint scent of flowers filled the air, but it couldn't mask the eagerness in the eyes of the beauties gathered there.

The scene on the Sky Screen had just ended with that stunning claw, and the atmosphere in the Imperial Garden had turned flirtatious.

Zhu Zhuqing's cool, pretty face now looked as though rouge had been brushed across it.

She was practically pressed against Dai Mubai. Rather than keeping her distance, her soft figure seemed to be staking her claim.

"Then why didn't you tell me back then?"

Zhu Zhuqing's voice was gentle, touched with reproach, but even more with concern.

"Tell you what?"

Dai Mubai toyed with an exquisite jade cup, a mischievous smile on his face as he slipped an arm around Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist.

"Tell you I was sure I could kill that Soul Ancestor in one move? If I'd said that back then, wouldn't you, my Little Wildcat, have thought I was bragging?"

Zhu Zhuqing gave a soft snort, but obediently leaned against him.

"I was scared to death back then."

"What if that man had really hurt you?"

Xiao Wu had long since had enough. She tossed aside the half-carrot in her hand, her rabbit ears standing straight up.

"Ugh, this is so sickeningly sweet!"

"Zhuqing, you're supposed to be a cold Hell Spirit Cat. How come you turn into a clingy house cat in front of Boss Dai?"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu sidled up to Dai Mubai's other side and poked him in the chest with a finger.

"Boss Dai, you're so unfair."

"That was such a cool moment. Why didn't you take me along?"

"I wanted to slaughter my way across the border too!"

Dai Mubai caught her mischievous finger and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"You were still playing queen bee in Nuoding City back then."

"Besides, the battlefield reeks of blood. If a little rabbit like you went there, you'd probably wet yourself in fright."

"You're the one who'd wet yourself!"

Xiao Wu lunged at him with claws bared, ready to bite, but Dai Mubai easily held her back by the head. All she could do was wave her arms around.

Qian Renxue sat to one side, holding her teacup with elegant poise. A curious gleam shone in her golden eyes.

She watched the three of them play around, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly.

"Enough."

"Mubai really was rather charming back then."

"That confidence wasn't an act. It was pride that came from deep within him."

Qian Renxue set down her cup, her gaze turning unfathomable.

"Unlike Dai Mubai in that other world. All he could do was rage helplessly. He didn't even have the courage to admit he was outmatched."

Dai Mubai let go of Xiao Wu and glanced at his three beloveds.

"Of course."

"If I weren't strong, how could I keep a bunch of lawless little temptresses like you in line?"

As he spoke, his hand slid rather boldly across the back of Qian Renxue's smooth hand.

Qian Renxue didn't pull away. Instead, she took his hand and gave Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu a challenging look.

"Come to my palace tonight?"

Those words, brimming with innuendo, immediately set the other two women off.

The scene shifted on the Sky Screen.

The crowd had little time to catch their breath before a new setting appeared.

The border. A military camp.

A grim, murderous air swept toward them.

There were none of the fine clothes and lavish comforts of the imperial palace here—only rough tents and iron-armored soldiers on patrol.

Holding his father's written order, Dai Mubai didn't choose to reveal his status as a prince and enter the command center directly. Instead, he headed to a new recruit station.

Just as he was about to register, a petite figure suddenly darted out from the shadows nearby.

A black, skintight outfit outlined a figure that had yet to fully mature, but was already taking shape.

It was the twelve-year-old Zhu Zhuqing.

The viewers before the Sky Screen were all stunned.

In the Black World, Zhu Zhuqing looked at her counterpart on the screen, her expression unbearably conflicted.

She remembered it clearly.

In the Black World, at twelve years old, she had still been struggling to survive in her family, living in constant fear as her elder sister, Zhu Zhuyun, hunted her down.

By then, Dai Mubai had already run off to Suotuo City to indulge in wine and women.

To avoid his responsibilities, he hadn't even bothered to reply to a single one of her letters.

But in the scene...

White World's Zhu Zhuqing had actually followed him all the way to the border!

On the screen.

Dai Mubai frowned at the sudden appearance of his fiancée.

"Don't be ridiculous."

"This is a battlefield, not Star Luo City."

"Go back."

His tone was stern.

But Zhu Zhuqing stubbornly lifted her head, her dark eyes full of resolve.

"I'm not going back."

"You're my fiancé. Our lives are bound together."

"If you dare risk your life here, then I dare come with you and die by your side."

"And besides..."

Soul Power surged around Zhu Zhuqing as two yellow Spirit Rings lit up.

"I'm already level twenty-seven."

"I won't be a burden."

Dai Mubai looked at her and fell silent for a moment.

Then he sighed, his stern expression softening. He reached out and ruffled Zhu Zhuqing's hair roughly.

"Since you're here, don't cry."

"Stay close to me."

"If you get yourself killed, I'm not responsible for collecting your corpse."

His words were harsh, but he naturally took Zhu Zhuqing's hand and led her toward the New Recruit Camp.