The Eunuch Tiger

Zhao Linchuan stopped in his tracks and looked back at her.

Six years had passed. Under his deliberate guidance and Yue Shen's own transformation, she was no longer the cold-blooded, merciless Right Protector of the Yin-Yang School she had been when she first arrived.

In front of him, she shed her thick layers of defenses and schemes, becoming more and more like a flesh-and-blood girl next door—one who could act spoiled, get jealous, and throw little tantrums—vivid and real.

This change even extended to the way she looked at him, shifting from initial calculation and dependence to something increasingly mixed with complex, indescribable emotions.

He smiled helplessly, reached out to pat the back of the hand that was tightly gripping his arm, and said with a teasing tone, "Yue Shen, you have to be fair when you speak."

"Count it yourself: how many times have you played tricks on Yan Fei, both openly and secretly, over these years?"

"Last time, you 'accidentally' blew up her favorite medicine cauldron. The time before that, while she was cultivating, you invaded her mental space to make her look at erotic paintings, nearly causing her to go haywire during meditation. And the time before that..."

Listening to his "accusations," the corners of Yue Shen's mouth couldn't help but curl upward, revealing a sly and triumphant smile. But she quickly straightened her face and huffed:

"Th-that's only because she always acts like 'the Young Master values me the most.' It's infuriating just to look at her!"

"Besides, me playing tricks on her and you being biased are two completely different things!"

"Fine, fine, my fault." Watching her little act of arguing despite being in the wrong, Zhao Linchuan felt amused, yet his heart softened. He sighed, "Then tell me, how do you want me to compensate you?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Shen's eyes lit up instantly.

She leaned in closer, carefully scrutinizing Zhao Linchuan's face. She narrowed those beautiful eyes, a mysterious arc forming on her lips. "I want to ask you for one thing... something that, once I have it, she will never, ever be able to obtain!"

"Oh? What could be so magical?" Zhao Linchuan raised an eyebrow.

"I won't tell you now~" Yue Shen blinked playfully, keeping him in suspense. "You'll know later."

"Alright, have it your way." Zhao Linchuan couldn't do anything about her, so he just shook his head with indulgence. He took her soft little hand in his and pulled her along. "Let's find a place to stay and rest first. We've been walking for half the day."

Yue Shen followed him obediently, trailing right by his side. The smile on her face never faded, and her eyes flickered as she calculated some secret little thought.

Soto City, Rose Hotel.

The hotel was gorgeously decorated with a rose theme, the air filled with a faint floral fragrance, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

Zhao Linchuan had just finished checking in at the front desk and received his room card when a voice filled with frivolity and confidence drifted over from the side.

"I say, this room... should belong to me, right?"

Zhao Linchuan turned his head to look. He saw a tall youth with golden hair and heterochromatic eyes, his handsome face tinged with an evil air. The youth was draped over a pair of identical-looking twin sisters, leaning lazily against a nearby pillar.

His gaze landed on Yue Shen beside Zhao Linchuan without any attempt at concealment, his eyes flashing with astonishment and blatant possessiveness.

He let go of the twins in his arms, ran a hand through his golden bangs with a flourish, and flashed a wicked, charming smile he clearly thought was irresistible. He said to Yue Shen:

"Of course, if this beautiful young lady is willing to stay, I would be more than happy to... share a portion of the bed."

"Sleeping with a beauty is always a pleasure, isn't it?"

Almost the moment this lecherous tiger finished speaking—

[This future 'Evil Eye White Tiger' and 'War God,' Dai Mubai, seems to be coveting your woman with his unclean eyes and thoughts. What do you intend to do?]

[Option 1: Shatter his Demon Pill.]

[Reward: Ice Skin Jade Bone Muscle, System Points * 90,000]

[Option 2: Sever his root of wisdom.]

[Reward: Black Jade Intermittent Paste, System Points * 90,000]

Tsk, the things this lecherous tiger drops aren't as good as the 'experience packs' Tang San gives.

Zhao Linchuan felt a tinge of regret, but his movements were not slow in the slightest.

I choose one. The moment the thought flashed through his mind, he withdrew his focus and looked calmly at the Star Luo Prince, who was still feeling quite pleased with himself. He said in a flat tone, "You, are you interested in my woman?"

"That's right."

The moment the words fell, yellow, yellow, and purple soul rings rose slowly from beneath his feet.

Dai Mubai lifted his chin slightly, his heterochromatic eyes flashing with arrogance and greed. "Beauties, naturally, are only meant to be enjoyed by the truly strong."

"The weak are only fit to stay in the corner..." He habitually wanted to deliver a speech on his "theory of the strong" to highlight his "charm" and "strength."

However, before the word "admire" could even leave his lips—

BANG—!!!

A dull, heavy impact exploded!

Dai Mubai only felt a blur before his eyes. The seemingly ordinary youth had appeared before him like a ghost, the distance between them instantly reduced to zero!

He didn't even see how the other party moved. A heart-wrenching pain, as if his very soul were being crushed, exploded from between his legs and instantly swept through his entire body!

"Ugh-ahhh—!!!" The shrill, inhuman scream had barely left his throat before it was cut off by an even more violent impact.

CLANG—!!!

His body was hit as if by a battering ram. He flew backward off the ground and slammed into the hard wall behind him, producing a bone-jarring thud.

The decorative frames on the wall were shaken loose and fell to the floor.

With a heavy thud, Dai Mubai collapsed to the ground, curling up like a boiled shrimp. He clutched his crotch tightly with both hands, the veins on his forehead bulging as cold sweat soaked his clothes in an instant.

His entire body convulsed uncontrollably, his complexion shifting from red to white, then from white to a sickly cyan. His eyes rolled back into his head, and a rattling, wheezing sound escaped his throat. Moments later, thick white foam began to pour uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.

In the span of a few breaths, this future Evil Eye White Tiger had not even managed to manifest his martial soul before he rolled his eyes and collapsed into a dead faint, utterly unconscious amidst the extreme agony and humiliation.

A dark stain slowly began to spread across the crotch of his trousers.

The twin sisters were so terrified by this sudden, bloody display of violence that their faces drained of color. They stood frozen in place until the pungent stench of urine hit them, at which point they let out shrill screams and scrambled to his side, shaking him frantically in a panic.

"Young Master Dai! Young Master Dai! Wake up! Please, don't scare us like this!"

Zhao Linchuan did not even glance at the pile of trash on the floor. He merely let out a cold sneer, took Yue Shen's slightly cool hand in his, and turned to walk toward the stairs.

As Yue Shen was led away, she tilted her head to look at the unconscious Dai Mubai on the ground, the corners of her mouth curling upward in spite of herself.

She leaned close to Zhao Linchuan's ear, her breath sweet as an orchid, her voice laced with a playful, coquettish tone. "Young Master~ you really are petty."

"He only... took a few extra looks at me and said a couple of unpleasant things, yet you've ensured he'll never be a man again for the rest of his life~"