A Perfect Misunderstanding (Third Update)

"Isn't that Dugu Yan? Xiao Wu, Zhu Qing, let's go take a look."

At the mention of Dugu Yan's name, Ning Rongrong immediately perked up. This morning, Dugu Yan had spent ages cursing out Qian Renxue in the Group.

Although it had ended somewhat anticlimactically, they were still curious about what had happened.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had no objections, of course. They both still owed Dugu Yan hundreds of thousands of points.

And since they were Group members, it was only right to go say hello now that they'd run into her.

The three of them immediately hurried to the Third Soul Arena Branch.

After these past few days of Daily Missions, along with the weekly missions and the Monthly Mission they were working on, all three had successfully broken through to level thirty.

Ning Rongrong had reached level thirty-seven in particular, and her third Spirit Ring was already ten thousand years old.

As for Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, they had paid half of what they earned toward the Immortal Herb points they owed Dugu Yan, so their Soul Power had only reached level thirty-three.

However, their third Spirit Rings were the same age as Ning Rongrong's: ten thousand years.

After all, a thousand-year Spirit Ring and a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring made worlds of difference to the eye. If they could grit their teeth and buy it, neither of them would shortchange herself.

If points weren't so scarce—and impossible to buy with money—Ning Rongrong would have wanted to get a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring right away.

Even so, she'd upgraded her second Spirit Ring to a thousand years, matching Wu Xing's First Martial Soul with its yellow, purple, and black rings.

That was the power of money. No matter what world you were in, it gave you unimaginable advantages.

"So it really is Dugu Yan. I wonder what level her Soul Power is now."

When the three girls arrived at the observation seats of the Third Soul Arena Branch, they happened to see Dugu Yan step into the ring.

Wu Xing and Ye Lingling, who were watching too, heard the sudden voices beside them and instinctively turned to look.

Ye Lingling was a little surprised. She knew the three girls, of course, and still remembered how they'd defeated her at the Soto Great Soul Arena not long ago.

It had been a serious blow to her, especially since their team had included a support Soul Master with a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Wu Xing, meanwhile, was utterly surprised. He'd never expected their paths to cross here.

His gaze swept over the three girls before settling on Xiao Wu. The little rabbit wasn't bad. She'd taken his advice and changed into the outfit she'd wear five years later. It was much easier on the eyes.

As soon as Ye Lingling and Wu Xing turned to look, the three girls noticed and instinctively glanced back.

Then all three froze in unison. They knew Ye Lingling too, and knew she was Dugu Yan's teammate.

But they'd never seen the man Ye Lingling had her arm linked through before, which made them a little curious.

That boy hadn't competed in the Soul Fighting matches back then. And since this support Soul Master with the Nine Heart Begonia was holding him so intimately, he probably wasn't an ordinary person.

But they soon noticed Wu Xing give them a slight nod, then unabashedly look Xiao Wu up and down.

The three girls' expressions changed. He had a female companion, yet he was blatantly staring at another girl. They immediately found him repulsive.

"He looks decent enough, but he's a lecher!"

Ning Rongrong snorted. Her opinion of Wu Xing had instantly plummeted to rock bottom.

She had no idea how that girl with the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul had fallen for a guy like him. She had terrible taste—nothing like her own Brother Wu Xing.

Zhu Zhuqing furrowed her brows and nodded in agreement. "He's so frivolous. It's hard not to dislike him."

Xiao Wu was even more direct. She glared viciously at Wu Xing, then spat on the ground for good measure.

Then she turned away to watch the ring below.

"Hey! I'm losing my temper here!"

Seeing Ning Rongrong's contempt, Zhu Zhuqing's disgust, and Xiao Wu's provocative spit, Wu Xing nearly rolled up the sleeves of his Heaven Dou Royal Academy uniform and marched over to demand an explanation.

They'd really gone too far. Spoil them for three days and they'd climb onto the roof and pull up the tiles. They dared to act so arrogantly right in front of him, the Group Leader. Just wait—if he didn't dock points from each of them later!

"Wu Xing, have you had a falling-out with them?" The three girls' reactions left Ye Lingling slightly bewildered.

Hadn't Yan Yan said that all three of them had joined that place of opportunity? Why did they treat Wu Xing so differently from the way they treated Yan Yan?

"No. Those three girls must be asking for a beating." Wu Xing shook his head, just as baffled by their strong reaction.

The truth was, both sides had gotten the wrong idea. Wu Xing had put himself in his role as their Group Leader, so he'd instinctively nodded to the three girls and looked Xiao Wu over.

The three girls, on the other hand, had put themselves in Ye Lingling's shoes. He had a pretty girl by his side, yet he'd still stared at them without restraint. Naturally, they'd found his behavior downright despicable.

It could only be called a perfect misunderstanding.

Hearing Wu Xing's answer, Ye Lingling smiled gently and didn't ask any more. She simply kept her arm around his and quietly turned her gaze to the Soul Fighting platform below.

The match began.

Dugu Yan's Martial Soul possessed her in an instant. The phantom of a Jade Phosphorous Serpent coiled around her as two yellow rings, one purple ring, and one black ring appeared beneath her feet in succession. A faint mist of deadly poison spread quietly through the arena.

Her opponent was also a Soul Ancestor, a level forty-five Power Attack System Soul Ancestor—slightly higher-level than Dugu Yan.

Upon learning that his opponent was Dugu Yan, who'd won match after match at the arena over the past few days and possessed a Fourth Ten Thousand Year Ring, he launched a fierce attack as soon as the match began, trying to catch her off guard.

He knew that although his Soul Power was one level higher, she had a ten-thousand-year ring and a poison-based Martial Soul.

The longer the match dragged on, the worse his chances became. Poison had one obvious trait: as it seeped into the body, the toxins accumulated, and the damage they caused grew exponentially.

While his Soul Power could still suppress it for a short time, he had to attack with everything he had and seize his one slim chance to defeat her before the poison took hold and erupted through his body.

His plan was sound, but he'd underestimated the strength Dugu Yan gained from her ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring—and overlooked the fact that her poison also caused severe numbness.

The moment the poison touched him, his body began to stiffen. His speed plummeted, and his once-sharp assault turned sluggish and clumsy.

Dugu Yan remained composed as she built up power for her fourth Spirit Ring. The light of the ten-thousand-year ring blazed brilliantly across the arena.

In just a few seconds, her opponent was numb all over, his Soul Power completely stalled. He couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed limply onto the platform, his skin an alarming shade of blue and purple. He was clearly deeply poisoned.

"She's amazing. She's countless times stronger than she was at the Soto Great Soul Arena."

Seeing Dugu Yan dispose of her opponent so easily without ever launching an attack, relying on her poison alone to rob a Soul Ancestor of all ability to fight, the three girls sucked in a sharp breath.

With the ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring strengthening it, her poison had become even more terrifying!

Dugu Yan's expression hadn't changed once throughout the whole thing, as though the outcome had been decided from the start.

Only after the referee declared the match over and announced her victory did she hurry off the platform, racing toward the observation seats with an excited look on her face.

Seeing Dugu Yan approach, Ning Rongrong and the others were about to greet her, but she acted as if she hadn't noticed them at all.

She walked right past them as though they weren't there, then rushed straight over to the man they'd just been sneering at and clinging to his arm, sweetly calling out:

"Brother Wu Xing, how did I do?"