Held by Two Beauties, Father Emperor Has Truly Ruined Me!

"Why are there two of them?"

Seeing the two figures, one large and one small, inside the carriage, Dai Mobai voiced his confusion.

"Your Highness, my younger sister is still young and needs looking after, so as her older sister, I came along uninvited. I hope Your Highness will not blame me."

Zhu Zhuyun, with her short hair, looked at Dai Mobai, her bright, watery eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

She had known Dai Mobai for a long time.

Three years ago, Dai Mobai had challenged Dai Weisi, deciding who would claim her.

She had been present for that battle.

She had watched Dai Mobai utterly defeat Dai Weisi, who was three years older than him.

That day, Dai Mobai had leaped down from the Soul Fighting Arena, parted the crowd, and walked step by step until he stood before her.

"From now on, you belong to me."

This little man, three years younger than her, had looked at her and said those words amid Dai Weisi's unwilling gaze.

From that day onward, the boy with mismatched gold and red eyes had taken root in her heart.

"Of course not. On the contrary, I'm very pleased to see you sisters getting along so well."

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, who clung close to Zhu Zhuyun and was too shy to look at him, Dai Mobai's lips curved into a faint smile.

From her demeanor, Dai Mobai knew that she had not yet been harmed by the fate imposed by her family.

Zhu Zhuqing might not have understood what Dai Mobai meant, but Zhu Zhuyun understood perfectly.

She knew all too well the fate of a daughter of the Zhu Family.

Zhu Zhuyun clearly remembered the day the imperial decree was issued. Her stern, unsmiling father had smiled.

It was the first time she had seen a smile on her father's face, and she understood what kind of warmth lay behind it.

It was no exaggeration to say that Dai Mobai had saved both sisters' lives.

Her first childhood flutter of affection, combined with the debt of saving her life, had made Zhu Zhuyun devote her entire heart to Dai Mobai.

So when her father mentioned the soul beast hunt after returning from court last night, she had taken the initiative to ask to accompany her younger sister.

She was unwilling to give up any opportunity to get close to Dai Mobai.

Fortunately, her father had granted her request, which was why she was here today.

"Your Highness, young ladies, sit tight. We're setting off."

The coachman's voice interrupted Zhu Zhuyun's recollections.

Realizing that she had been staring at Dai Mobai for a long time, Zhu Zhuyun's cheeks flushed red, yet she did not look away.

Amid the rhythmic clatter of hooves, Dai Mobai chatted enthusiastically with the two Zhu sisters.

With the mindset of a modern man, winning over two young girls was almost too easy for him.

Before long, the Zhu sisters, who had originally sat opposite him, were leaning against either side of him, their arms wrapped around his.

Feeling the softness against his arms and the lingering fragrance at his nose, Dai Mobai looked forward to this soul beast hunt more and more.

After spending several days together, Zhu Zhuqing had begun calling him "Big Brother Crown Prince" every other sentence, growing especially close to him.

On the morning of the seventh day, the group finally entered the territory of the Star Dou Great Forest.

With the White Tiger Guard escorting them, naturally no foolish Soul Masters dared approach rashly.

Upon seeing the Star Luo Empire's golden flag emblazoned with a silver-striped tiger head, everyone would keep far away without exception.

Since Zhu Zhuqing needed her second Soul Ring and only had to hunt a hundred-year soul beast, Dai Mobai ordered them to prioritize obtaining a Soul Ring for her.

Though it was merely a word from Dai Mobai, to the Zhu sisters, it was a sign that he cared for her, so they naturally grew even closer to him.

Hundred-year soul beasts were not difficult to find. Moreover, just like the Dai Clan, the Zhu Family's Soul Ring configuration had long been fixed through countless years of evolution, so it took them only one day to find Zhu Zhuqing a hundred-year soul beast of suitable age.

After absorbing the Soul Ring, Zhu Zhuqing broke through smoothly and officially became a two-ring Soul Grandmaster.

With Zhu Zhuqing's matter resolved, Dai Mobai could now search for a soul beast suitable for himself without worry.

Perhaps fortune had finally favored him, because on the morning of the third day, Dai Mobai was awakened by a burst of hurried footsteps.

"Your Highness, urgent news!"

A rough voice rang out, and the tall silhouette of the White Tiger Guard commander was cast onto the tent.

"What is it?"

Dai Mobai turned over and sat up.

"The patrolling brothers discovered a Void-Splitting Magic Sound Tiger. It is around five thousand years old, and—"

Chen Hu paused, his excitement impossible to suppress.

"This Void-Splitting Magic Sound Tiger is injured!"

Hearing Chen Hu's report, Dai Mobai finally understood why he was so excited.

An injured soul beast was practically a free gift.

"Understood."

Dai Mobai responded and began dressing.

Hearing Dai Mobai's calm tone, the joy on Chen Hu's face faded somewhat.

But a moment later, realization dawned on his face again.

As expected of His Highness the Crown Prince—unmoved by honor or disgrace. If I heard there was a soul beast of the right age and type that was also severely injured, I'd probably jump three feet into the air.

Thinking this, Chen Hu could not help feeling even more respect for Dai Mobai.

After emerging from the tent, Dai Mobai immediately noticed the respect on Chen Hu's face.

Though somewhat puzzled, he did not pay it any mind.

"Where is that Void-Splitting Magic Sound Tiger?"

"I have already ordered men to surround it. Please follow me, Your Highness."

Chen Hu bowed and led the way.

After walking roughly one kilometer, they could faintly hear a tiger's roar, though it sounded somewhat muffled.

After another kilometer, the tiger's roar gradually became clearer.

Passing through a cluster of bushes, they came upon an open clearing in full view.

Five White Tiger Guards clad in silver armor and holding long halberds surrounded an enormous tiger.

The tiger was nearly five meters long and over two meters tall at the shoulder. Its entire body was dark cyan, tiger stripes resembling cracks covered its fur, while its pupils were an unusually silver-white color.

It was indeed a Void-Splitting Magic Sound Tiger, and its age was indeed around five thousand years, perhaps even older.

Several wounds covered the Void-Splitting Magic Sound Tiger's body, and blood had already dyed its dark cyan fur red.

Its most serious injury was on its head. The skin on its entire face had been torn away, a third of its skull had been sliced off, and one could even vaguely see its pulsating brain.

However, all those injuries were claw and bite marks, with no traces of blades or swords.

In other words, this Void-Splitting Magic Sound Tiger had been wounded by another soul beast rather than a Soul Master.

Its age was suitable, and its type was suitable as well. Logically speaking, this Void-Splitting Magic Sound Tiger could absolutely become Dai Mobai's fourth Soul Ring.

Yet Dai Mobai also had to admit that he was not interested in this Void-Splitting Magic Sound Tiger.

Its age was too low.

Five thousand years was the limit for ordinary Soul Masters, but not for him.

Six years of absorbing blood energy had not merely increased the age of Dai Mobai's Soul Rings; it had also subtly strengthened his physique.

With the strength of his current body, he could not claim a hundred percent chance of success, but he was willing to take the gamble.

Dai Mobai narrowed his eyes and began examining the Void-Splitting Magic Sound Tiger's wounds. When his gaze landed on its buttocks, his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.