After the Battle

When Bai Yu collapsed and could no longer rise, inside a hotel in Suotuo City.

A Purple-Haired Woman stood behind a Silver-Haired Woman. The two watched the mirror before them, which reflected the entire battle Bai Yu had just fought.

Seeing Bai Yu fall, the Purple-Haired Woman turned to the Silver-Haired Woman and asked,

"My lady, should we save him? He looks like he's about to die. And are you here to find him?"

These two were Gu Yuena, who had come to meet Bai Yu in person, and Zi Ji, her attendant.

Gu Yuena shook her head and waved a hand, making the projection in the mirror vanish.

"He won't die that easily. Even if he does, it doesn't matter. It would only prove that he isn't qualified to stand beside me. But that power of his..."

Bai Yu had barely rested on the ground for a moment when a mature woman's voice rang out beside his ear.

"Hurry up and see whether he's dead! If he is, just burn him!"

Hearing the excitement in her voice, Bai Yu shuddered and quickly opened his eyes to look over. Who was so heartless?

Soon, the Shrek group gathered around him. When Liu Erlong saw Bai Yu open his eyes, disappointment flashed across her face before she looked at him with flickering eyes.

Seeing Liu Erlong's expression, Bai Yu was startled. Who is this? Liu Erlong? Why is she here? Don't tell me that look means she wants to take this chance to finish me off?

Not daring to delay, Bai Yu hurriedly propped himself up with his left hand. His current condition really wasn't great.

"Bai Ge! Did you win?"

Oscar's excited voice rang out. The others also looked at him curiously, wanting to know whether Bai Yu had won.

Seeing his injuries, Shao Xin quickly took out several Recovery Candies and handed them to Bai Yu.

Bai Yu accepted the candies, rolled his eyes, and gave a light cough before saying to everyone,

"Ahem. Looking at me like this, do I seem like I won?"

When Tang San heard that Bai Yu had not won, a glint flashed through his eyes as he asked,

"But I saw that man run away. If you didn't win, why did he run?"

Flender and Zhao Wuji gave Tang San a somewhat profound look. Bai Yu's eyelid twitched as well, and he replied irritably,

"He had old injuries that flared up. If he hadn't run, he would have died."

"Huh?"

Worry appeared in Tang San's eyes. How could Father have old injuries? Were they left behind by Spirit Hall in the past? Spirit Hall deserves to die! And Bai Yu, you injured my father. You have already embarked on the Way of Seeking Death!

Flender stepped forward and stopped the others from asking more questions, saying to everyone,

"Enough. This isn't the place to talk. Help the White Kid up. We'll leave first!"

Liu Erlong's eyes lit up when she heard Flender's words. This was an opportunity. After all, if someone accidentally fell to their death during the journey, that would be perfectly normal, right?

She immediately said to the others,

"Fine, I'll carry Bai Yu. It'll be a good chance to get acquainted with him!"

Bai Yu's eyelid twitched wildly. He took a deep breath and hurriedly refused.

"No need. I'm not too badly hurt. I can walk on my own. I've just used up a bit too much Soul Power! Let me deal with this first."

He then grabbed his right arm with his left hand. Soul Power surged, and after a teeth-grinding crack, his twisted right arm returned to normal. He then took out bandages and prepared to dress his wounds.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression shifted. She stepped forward, took the bandages from him, and began wrapping the wound on his chest.

Dai Mubai's mouth twitched. He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he had no idea what to say. Having witnessed Bai Yu's strength, he truly did not want to offend him.

Ning Rongrong's eyes gleamed with excitement. Good! That's it! If I don't make Dai Mubai grow a pair of horns, then I've been called the Little Witch for nothing all these years!

Seeing that it would take some time to finish bandaging the wound, Ma Hongjun could not hold back his excitement and began shouting.

"Bai Ge! You're so strong! Doesn't that mean we can swagger around from now on? Just thinking about it feels awesome!"

Bai Yu perked up, feeling that the fatty had interrupted at exactly the right moment. While Zhu Zhuqing was bandaging him, those soft, full little kittens kept brushing against him from time to time.

But he was not enjoying it, because everything hurt right now. Though they were big and soft, the Little Wildcat was wearing a combat uniform, and it rubbed against him uncomfortably!

He slightly bared his teeth, shifted his attention, and said to Ma Hongjun,

"Swagger around? You'll be lying sideways instead. My principle is that if you cause trouble yourself, you solve it yourself. If you can't solve it, then wait to die yourself!"

"Don't believe the Dean's nonsense about those who dare not cause trouble being mediocre. When someone lies in wait for you and gets ready to screw you over, you won't even know what tune to cry to."

Flender's old face reddened as he said to Bai Yu, "Say what you want, but why do you have to keep dragging me into it?"

Seeing that Bai Yu would not back him up, Ma Hongjun became dejected and muttered under his breath.

"Bai Ge, you're already this strong. If you can't go out and show off, wouldn't that be a waste of your strength? I was still hoping to brag a little and find a few high-class women."

Bai Yu rolled his eyes at Ma Hongjun and said,

"Get lost. Besides, I'm not as strong as you think. At most, I can fight someone who has just entered the Title rank, around rank ninety-one or ninety-two."

"I didn't lose just now because his old injuries flared up, and I also have some desperate measures. Otherwise, I'd have been the one running away."

Everyone was speechless. Was that even human language? What did he mean, he could only fight someone who had just entered the Title rank? Then what counted as strong? He was merely a Soul Saint—did he want to ascend to the heavens?

Tang San thought of it as well. Bai Yu was only a Soul Saint, so how could he fight a Titled Douluo? Cultivation Method! It had to be the Cultivation Method!

"Bai Ge, why can you fight a Titled Douluo as a Soul Saint? Is your Cultivation Method that powerful? What Cultivation Method is it?"

Looking at Tang San's flickering eyes, Bai Yu thought, If I didn't know whether some god might save you, I'd really like to kill you. Forget it. Once I become a god, no one will be able to stop me.

He then waved a hand and casually said,

"It's not that the Cultivation Method is strong, nor is it because the Soul Saint rank is impressive. It's because I'm strong!"

Dai Mubai was getting a little annoyed and did not want to watch Bai Yu show off. He hurriedly said,

"Dean, our academy has practically collapsed. Where are we going now?"

Flender was stumped by the question, his face stiffening. Right, where were they going?

By then, Bai Yu had finished bandaging himself. He took out a cloak from his Soul Tool and draped it over himself. Seeing Flender's dilemma, he came to his rescue.

"Let's go to the Great Soul Arena. We can stay there for a few days. They happen to need Soul Fight training as well."

Flender's eyes lit up, but he hesitated a little.

"The Soul Arena charges outsiders for lodging, doesn't it?"

Bai Yu's mouth twitched. He felt as though the person before him was not a man, but an iron rooster with a shoehorn face. He said irritably,

"You don't have to pay. As the holder of a Diamond Medal from the Soul Arena, I have a few privileges."

Flender gave an awkward smile and immediately said,

"Fine, then we'll go to the Great Soul Arena!"

Unable to endure everyone's stares, Flender quickly strode ahead without looking back.

Zhu Zhuqing walked beside Bai Yu, looking at him worriedly.

"How about I carry you? Several of your ribs are broken. Can you really manage?"

Bai Yu smiled and casually said,

"It's no big deal. They're just broken bones. I won't die!"