Dai Mubai Sets a Trap, Unmoving King Flies into a Rage

Ye Hua was open and straightforward. "You're too polite. I'm not a teacher at Shrek Academy yet, so there's no need to call me Teacher Ye."

"But you're older than me, so calling you Teacher isn't inappropriate," Ning Rongrong said with a smile, her bright eyes carrying the liveliness unique to a young girl.

She stepped forward half a pace and naturally walked beside Ye Hua. "Teacher Ye, when I saw your Soul Rings just now, I was genuinely startled."

"Your first Soul Ring was already a thousand years old. I've spent so many years in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and read extensively, but I've never heard of anyone managing that."

"So, could you tell me how you did it?"

"Good heavens." Ye Hua did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Straight to the point, huh? You went right for my jugular. But there's no need to hide it."

The moment he said that, not only did Ning Rongrong listen intently, but even Dai Mubai, who was leading the way at the front, could not help pricking up his ears.

Although he was already a Soul Elder, this successful experience could be used to cultivate subordinates!

The first army on the continent with thousand-year first Soul Rings—just thinking about it was terrifying. His big brother would probably be scared to tears!

Ye Hua had already prepared his answer. "From the age of six to twelve, I didn't rush to obtain a Soul Ring. Instead, I kept accumulating soul power and tempering my body."

"Once your physical strength is sufficient to withstand a thousand-year Soul Ring, obtaining one is naturally no problem!"

Before he had even finished speaking, Dai Mubai lost interest.

Ning Rongrong blinked, a faintly amused expression appearing on her face.

"Teacher Ye, do you believe that yourself...?"

"If it were really that simple, someone would have done it long ago over the past several thousand years."

She moved even closer, her watery eyes fixed directly on Ye Hua. There was even a hint of coyness in her voice. "Teacher Ye, just tell me. I won't tell anyone else!"

However, before she could fully deploy her little witch's tricks, a hand reached over from the side.

"Brother!"

Xiao Wu grabbed Ye Hua's arm and yanked hard. Caught off guard, Ye Hua stumbled from the pull.

Then, beneath everyone's stunned gazes, Xiao Wu stood on tiptoe and directly kissed Ye Hua on the lips.

A declaration of ownership!

The scene froze!

Dai Mubai's mouth twitched wildly!

Tang San's face instantly turned livid!

Ning Rongrong, meanwhile, was completely dumbfounded.

The little thought she had of teasing Ye Hua was instantly blown to pieces by Xiao Wu's kiss.

"Pfft—" After coming to her senses, Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and laughed. "Sister Xiao Wu, aren't you a little too nervous?"

"I was only saying a few words to Teacher Ye. It's not like I was going to eat him."

"But then again, Teacher Ye already belongs to someone? No wonder you two were pressed so close together at the registration desk earlier!"

Xiao Wu wrapped her arm around Ye Hua's, lifting her chin slightly. It was as though the words He's mine were written across her face.

Seeing Xiao Wu's reaction, Ning Rongrong smiled. She had seen too many insincere political marriages. Feelings as sincere and open as this were refreshing instead.

"Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore, okay?" Ning Rongrong waved with a grin. "But Teacher Ye, I'll remember you."

"If you're willing to tell us, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect won't take your secret for free!"

Ye Hua nodded, while Xiao Wu clung to him and refused to leave his side no matter what.

Taking the chance, Dai Mubai slowed down. When Zhu Zhuqing came alongside him, he lowered his voice. "Zhu Qing, that morning..."

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly quickened her pace.

Dai Mubai froze, then hurriedly followed.

Zhu Zhuqing simply dragged her injured body into a light jog.

Dai Mubai completely stiffened.

Just then, Tang San ran over as well. "Boss Dai, could it be that what Ye Hua said doesn't make any sense at all?"

Dai Mubai was already in a foul mood. He glared fiercely at him. "Sense my ass! Didn't your teacher tell you that time is talent?"

"If someone spends six years tempering their physical fitness just to make their first Soul Ring a thousand years old, then they'll be lucky to reach Soul Elder in this lifetime!"

Tang San was overjoyed. "You mean Ye Hua will be stuck at Soul Elder for the rest of his life?"

"Get lost, get lost, get lost! Are you fucking brain-dead?" Dai Mubai was so angered by Tang San that he laughed, wishing he could kick him away so the idiot would not tarnish his own intelligence!

If Ye Hua had exhausted his potential, his strength should have declined. Could he still have defeated him in seconds? What nonsense!

Still, saying those things aloud would affect his glorious and imposing image, so it was better left unsaid.

Tang San was choked speechless by Dai Mubai. His face went from livid to purple-red, and he nearly suffered internal injuries from holding it in.

Hmph! If you don't want to say it, then don't. My teacher will arrive tomorrow anyway, and I'll still get my answer!

As for you—all of you—the indifference and humiliation you've brought me... once I stand at the pinnacle of Soul Masters, I'll repay it a hundredfold!

Before Tang San could finish fantasizing, a booming voice exploded from the open ground ahead.

"Why are you so slow? You've kept me waiting for half the day!"

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw a short-haired, burly man standing with his hands on his hips at the center of the fourth assessment ground.

He wore an open vest that exposed his chest. His entire body was packed with knotted muscles, and his square, sharply defined face practically screamed that he was not to be provoked.

He was here!

Ye Hua's gaze narrowed slightly!

Unmoving King Zhao Wuji, a level seventy-six assault-type battle Soul Saint, the vice dean of Shrek Academy, and the gatekeeper of the fourth entrance assessment!

Zhao Wuji gave the new students a cursory glance. His gaze finally landed on Ye Hua, and his brows immediately furrowed tightly.

"Hey, you!" Zhao Wuji pointed with a thick finger. "How old are you? You look seventeen or eighteen at least!"

"Has Li Yusong gone blind with age, letting someone as old as you in?"

Tang San, who had just been nearly choked to death by Dai Mubai, felt instantly refreshed when he saw Zhao Wuji shouting at Ye Hua. He almost laughed aloud amid the crowd.

Here it comes, here it comes! Ye Hua's retribution is here!

According to his teacher, Zhao Wuji was not Li Yusong. This Unmoving King was infamous for his violent temper, and nobody in all of Soto City dared provoke him!

If Ye Hua dared put on airs before him, he would probably be slapped to death!

Dai Mubai stepped forward. "Teacher Zhao, he isn't here to apply as a student. He recommended himself to become a teacher."

"What did you say?" Zhao Wuji stood there in a daze and scratched his ear. "Did I hear that right?"

Dai Mubai nodded, a malicious smile on his face. "That's right, you heard correctly."

"Teacher Ye is a Soul Elder. Teacher Li let him pass the preliminary selection and agreed to let him move freely around the academy."

He deliberately did not mention Ye Hua's Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. He simply wanted to see Ye Hua suffer before Zhao Wuji.

Sure enough, Zhao Wuji flew into a rage. "Absurd! Nonsense! That old fool Li Yusong!"

"A Soul Elder can become a teacher? Where would Shrek's reputation go if word got out!"

"Our academy isn't somewhere any stray cat or dog can enter!"

"You little brat have some nerve. Come on, come on, let me see what you can do!"

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was about to make a move, Dai Mubai could barely suppress the corners of his mouth from rising.

Zhao Wuji was a Soul Saint. How could Ye Hua, a mere Soul Elder, possibly withstand him!

So what if Ye Hua could fight? So what if he had a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?

Before absolute overwhelming strength, everything else was nothing but clouds!

If Ye Hua were beaten crippled, not only would he fail to become a teacher, but Dai Mubai could also vent the resentment from his humiliation at the Rose Hotel.

As for Zhu Zhuqing? Judging by how intimate Ye Hua and Xiao Wu were, Ye Hua had probably instigated her to ignore him!

While Ye Hua lay in bed recovering, Dai Mubai would have plenty of chances!

Although Tang San did not know about the grudge between Dai Mubai and Ye Hua, he was looking forward to it as well. He might not be able to defeat Ye Hua himself, but watching someone else beat him up was also enjoyable!

[ Ding— ]

[ Detected that the host has been trapped and harmed by Dai Mubai. Temporary mission triggered. ]

[ Mission Name: Win Everything From Dai Mubai ]

[ Mission Content: When facing the petty schemes of Douluo Number Three's hypocrite, there is no need to show mercy. Cheat the bastard to death. ]

[ Mission Reward: Three Hundred-Grass Pills (unlimited healing, even restoring the dead to life) ]

[ Mission Description: Villains excel at schemes; the strong rely only on their fists! ]

A new mission? Interesting.

Perfect. I'm running low on money anyway, so I'll start with you!

Ye Hua looked at Dai Mubai. Last time, Tang San had been the one who suffered, serving as his blood bag for six years.

Now that he had run into Dai Mubai, if he did not get along with him properly, he would truly be letting down his own kind nature!

Almost instantly, Ye Hua came up with a way to complete the mission!