Dai Mubai: "Brother, You Smell So Good!"

Faced with this scene that defied common sense, Shui Bing'er and the others couldn't help but think this.

Dozens of Ghost Wolf perished, and yellow and even purple Soul Ring rose from their bodies, a tragic scene that caused the Ghost Wolf to howl in despair.

"Awooo!!!"

Wild beasts are wild beasts after all. The sight of their kind dying in large numbers in an instant caused them all to howl in grief, and then they turned and ran away.

Oh my god, that's terrifying!

Meng Chen watched the pack of wolves leave without making another move.

The girls stared in disbelief, speechless.

After pinching their cheeks to confirm that it wasn't a dream and that they had truly been rescued, they seemed to have all their strength drained away, collapsing one by one without regard for their appearance, their skirts billowing up, making Meng Chen exclaim in admiration at how long, no, how fair-skinned they were.

Shui Bing'er kept her eyes fixed on Meng Chen's Soul Ring Soul Ring, which Meng Chen hadn't yet retracted.

It's true, Soul Emperor, Soul Emperor with 100,000-year Soul Ring!

Upon realizing this, Shui Bing'er felt as if struck by lightning, leaving her standing there dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time.

The other students from the Skywater Academy were a bit slow to realize that their savior was a Soul Emperor with a 100,000-year Soul Ring.

Is this dreamlike scene really real?

Shui Bing'er walked towards Meng Chen, seemingly wanting to strike up a conversation to express her gratitude, but Meng Chen walked away, seemingly slowly but actually quickly.

"Wait... wait a minute! Please stop!"

Shui Bing'er chased after him frantically, calling out, but no matter what she did, she couldn't bring back the receding figure until Meng Chen disappeared from her sight.

"Sister Bing'er, who is that person? He's so strong."

A young girl asked Shui Bing'er.

"I have no idea."

Shui Bing'er stood there, gazing in the direction where the figure had disappeared, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

A moment later, Shui Bing'er looked at her teacher, who was lying on the ground, severely injured and unconscious. "Let's take Teacher Li back to the academy first."

After saying that, Shui Bing'er walked towards Teacher Li, but the image of the Thunder God god she had just seen was etched into her mind...

Heaven Dou City, on the edge of a dirt road that deviates from the main road, a pitiful figure was huddled under a large tree.

It's Tang San.

His body was covered in purplish-blue bruises, his long hair was disheveled, his clothes were barely covering his body, and his eyes were vacant, as if he had suffered some kind of brutality.

Tang San didn't know how long he had been there; he only remembered day and night, and his stomach was growling with hunger, but he didn't want to get up.

He was afraid that if he got up, his body would hurt, and the pain would remind him of what his father had done to him.

It turns out that Dad didn't come to ask me to go back to my hometown that day; instead, I was the one who was sent back to my hometown.

Tang San suddenly lowered his head and began to sob.

"Hey? Xiao San? What are you doing here?"

Tang San looked up when he heard a familiar voice and found that it was Dai Mubai.

"Boss Dai!"

Tang San cried out in grievance, then cried even harder, his big eyes brimming with tears, a sight that evoked pity.

Dai Mubai was immediately embarrassed. His former brother had become so Xiangxiang and soft. It was only because he was no longer capable that he would have to taste it.

"Don't, don't cry. What happened to you? How long have you been here alone?"

After losing his privilege of lording it over others at the Blue Tyrant Academy, Dai Mubai was unwilling to be lonely. He originally planned to go outside Heaven Dou City to find a few ordinary farmers' daughters to quench his thirst for knowledge, but he did not expect to meet Tang San.

Tang San curled up and kept crying, not responding to Dai Mubai's questions, leaving Dai Mubai at a loss.

"How about I take you back to the hotel in the city first? Xiao Ao and Fatty are both there; if anything happens, we'll figure something out together."

Dai Mubai advised, as an experienced person, he immediately realized that Tang San had been stabbed.

Tang San nodded, weeping.

"Come on, slow down."

Dai Mubai reached out to Tang San, trying to help him up, but Tang San didn't take his hand. Instead, he leaned against the tree trunk, trying to stand up slowly on his own.

Tang San stood up slowly, his legs trembling, the pain causing him to frown.

Dai Mubai didn't say much, and led Tang San back to their inn.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun were still there, eating whatever they could find. They were both surprised when Dai Mubai brought Tang San in, but when they saw Tang San's strange expression, they both fell silent.

Oscar went to get Tang San a bowl, chopsticks, and a chair. When Tang San sat down, he frowned again. The pain even made him sweat. It was clear that the Hammer Protector was torturing him.

Perhaps because he hadn't eaten in a long time, Tang San began to wolf down the food without any hesitation, even with a fierce expression, as if he were biting into the flesh and blood of his enemy, not food.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun both looked at Tang San with sympathy, and simultaneously put down their chopsticks, giving all the food on the table to Tang San.

"Cough cough!"

Unsurprisingly, Tang San choked while eating at such a high speed, and the food in his mouth suddenly sprayed out. Oscar quickly handed him water and patted Tang San's back.

"Third Brother, slow down..."

Ma Hongjun looked at the table, which had been splattered by Tang San, and calmly picked up his chopsticks to show off.

After a hearty meal and drinks, everyone fell silent once more.

After Jiujiu, it was Tang San, who had been the most severely affected, who finally spoke.

Why... did we become like this?

Tang San's words revealed a deep sense of confusion.

Upon hearing Meng Chen's words, Dai Mubai Meng Chen's eyes sharpened. The emptiness left behind after that immense and heavy feeling was dispelled felt like a thorn that could never be removed from his heart.

Why did he turn out like this? It's all Ning Rongrong's fault!

"It's Ning Rongrong! She deserves to die!"

Dai Mubai said resentfully.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun, however, thought differently. If the dean hadn't died, Shrek Academy would have grown stronger and achieved even greater glory long ago.

"If Dean Flender were still alive, we certainly wouldn't have ended up like this."

Oscar lowered his head.

"Why is Dean Flender no longer here?"

Tang San pressed for an answer.

"Meng Chen!"

Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth.

"That's right, it's all Meng Chen's fault!" Tang San said with bitterness, "If it weren't for him, I would have cultivated under my teacher's guidance, according to the theories he researched throughout his life, and might even have reached the pinnacle of the world!"

"Boss Dai, don't forget, if the dean were still alive, he would never have stood by and watched Ning Rongrong harm you. Every one of us who got to where we are today has been pushed by him!"

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun suddenly realized, "That's right, it's all Meng Chen's fault."

If it weren't for this kid, they would have been world-renowned monster genius Soul Master, stepping onto the mainland stage under their teacher's guidance.

Under Tang San's encouragement, Dai Mubai also began to hate Meng Chen.

After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is Upper Three Sects, and it is rich and powerful.

Since we can't afford to offend the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the most vulnerable and isolated Meng Chen is the one we must not let go.

If I can't afford to offend the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, do you think I can't afford to offend you

Flender had long ago taught them that you should pick on the weakest one.

"You're right, Xiao San, I won't let him get away with this!"

Dai Mubai looked at Meng Chen with hatred, as if Meng Chen were his mortal enemy.

"But how can we get revenge?"

Oscar asked.

Of these people, he was the most pragmatic.

Although he was a genius with Innate Full Soul Power, he was not a combat-type Soul Master. Revenge was too dangerous for him, so he should ask Tang San for his plan first.