Royal Guard Su Xiong Pays His Respects, Your Highness

A few days later

Outside Suotuo City.

Dai Mubai met a Soul Saint here.

"Your Highness."

Su Xiong bowed slightly to Dai Mubai in salute.

"Su Xiong, it's been a long time."

Dai Mubai glanced at Su Xiong and spoke.

Su Xiong had been Dai Mubai's guard since childhood.

His loyalty to Dai Mubai was absolute.

Back when they were young, Su Xiong's child had even been Dai Mubai's playmate.

But Dai Weisi had killed the child.

If Su Xiong had not been a Royal Guard bestowed upon Dai Mubai by the Star Luo Emperor, nominally belonging to the Star Luo Emperor himself,

he likely would have fallen victim to Dai Weisi as well.

From this alone, it was clear that Su Xiong would be utterly loyal to Dai Mubai.

Moreover, when Dai Mubai had escaped the Imperial Palace back then, Su Xiong had helped him greatly.

"Your Highness, what is your current level?"

"Level 43."

"What?"

Upon hearing Dai Mubai's words, Su Xiong immediately became excited.

The Throne Succession War was still two years away.

Yet Dai Mubai's cultivation had already reached level 43.

At this rate, perhaps...

"Perhaps we really can win. We still have a great chance of victory."

"Of course."

Dai Mubai smiled. He also believed that he would definitely win.

But first, he needed to know the strength of those under his command.

"Su Xiong, what level are you now?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, this subordinate is currently a level 79 Soul Saint!"

Hearing Su Xiong's words, Dai Mubai nodded.

A level 79 Soul Saint was only one step away from becoming a Soul Douluo.

This cultivation level was not particularly high, but neither was it low.

For now, it seemed more than sufficient.

"I called for you mainly because I want to find the Breaking Clan."

Dai Mubai directly told Su Xiong his purpose.

Without Su Xiong to open the door for him, he likely would not be able to meet Yang Wudi.

"Alright, I'll take you out of Suotuo City."

Su Xiong nodded.

He did not know what Dai Mubai intended to do.

But he understood that Dai Mubai must have his reasons.

"Ah..."

Flender watched Dai Mubai leave from afar.

He could sense that the man standing beside Dai Mubai was merely a Soul Saint...

He knew Dai Mubai's situation was far from optimistic, but he had not expected it to be this difficult.

The only person he could summon to his side was a Soul Saint?

That was probably the strongest force under Dai Mubai's command...

Unfortunately, there was simply no way he could involve himself in the royal family's disputes.

As the Dean, there was nothing he could do to help...

So what was the point of continuing to watch from here?

"Ah!"

Flender felt miserable as he turned and returned to the academy.

But to his surprise,

Ma Hongjun and the others were actually waiting for him here.

"Dean, has Boss Dai left?"

The moment he saw Flender, Ma Hongjun hurried over and asked about Dai Mubai.

Seeing how concerned they were about Dai Mubai,

Flender could only suppress the worry in his heart.

Putting on a smile, he said, "Don't worry. Dai Mubai will definitely be fine. He has a Soul Saint protecting him. There's no need to worry."

"I see. That's good, that's good."

Hearing Flender's words, everyone felt much more relieved.

Ma Hongjun was especially delighted. "Then Boss Dai definitely won't have any problems."

But after saying that, Ma Hongjun suddenly realized that something...

seemed a little off.

He glanced at Oscar.

"Rongrong, why do you still look so unhappy?"

Xiao Wu suddenly asked.

Only then did Ma Hongjun understand what felt strange.

It was not just Ning Rongrong. Even Zhao Wuji was the same.

Zhao Wuji was slightly better, forcing out an ugly smile.

Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, looked utterly troubled.

This left Ma Hongjun confused.

"Why are you still so worried when Boss Dai has a Soul Saint protecting him?"

Ma Hongjun asked as well.

As a Soul Grandmaster,

Ma Hongjun truly felt that a Soul Saint was already an extremely powerful figure.

Tang San thought the same.

Back in Holy Spirit Village, a Soul Saint had once slapped the ground and left behind a palm print, earning the admiration and faith of an entire village.

Dai Mubai had a Soul Saint by his side too.

That should make him safer, shouldn't it?

"No... you don't understand."

Ning Rongrong shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. "Before that kind of power... a Soul Saint may only be an ant..."

"Having only one Soul Saint can't change anything at all."

Ning Rongrong's words made everyone who had just been happy feel as though they had fallen from the sky to the ground.

Ma Hongjun anxiously asked, "Then... Dean, can't you help him? Can't you help Boss Dai?"

"Ma Hongjun! Can't you behave yourself?"

Yu Xiaogang glared at Ma Hongjun and rebuked him, "The Dean himself is only a Soul Saint. When it comes to matters between the royal family, even a Titled Douluo would not dare interfere casually!"

"Let alone a Soul Saint. In that kind of situation, a Soul Saint would be completely useless!"

"I know you are close to Dai Mubai, but you need to accept reality too!"

"Rather than constantly worrying about him, you should cultivate properly!"

"Training continues!"

Yu Xiaogang outwardly rebuked Ma Hongjun in anger.

But inwardly, he was overjoyed.

He was only Dai Mubai.

If he died, then he died.

"But..."

Ma Hongjun turned his gaze toward Flender.

"Ah."

Flender sighed.

He had wanted to make the students feel better.

But how had things turned out like this...

Ah.

Flender did not know what to say anymore.

"Continue training."

Flender waved his hand.

Then he turned and left.

But his departing figure looked somewhat desolate.

"Alright, continue training!"

Yu Xiaogang arrogantly looked at the students before him and once again signaled for them to carry the stones in front of them.

Outside Suotuo City

Dai Mubai followed Su Xiong as they prepared to leave Suotuo City.

Following Dai Mubai's request, they were going to meet the Breaking Clan.

But soon, Su Xiong's expression changed rapidly.

"Who's there? Get out!"

Su Xiong roared, quickly retreating to Dai Mubai's side as he instantly released his Martial Soul.

A Fiery Red Tiger enveloped Su Xiong's body.

An astonishing aura instantly pressed down upon Dai Mubai.

"What intense hostility."

Zhao Wuji's voice rang out.

"Teacher Zhao?"

Dai Mubai turned around.

The newcomer was Zhao Wuji.

"Your Highness, is this your teacher?"

Su Xiong looked uncertainly at Zhao Wuji before turning back to Dai Mubai for confirmation.

"Yes."

Dai Mubai nodded.

Su Xiong did not lower his guard because of this, though his gaze softened considerably.

"Then may I ask what business you have?"

Su Xiong asked.

Zhao Wuji did not answer. He simply tossed out a belt.

Su Xiong immediately caught it. It felt heavy in his hand.

"There are thirty thousand Gold Soul Coins inside. The Dean gave them to you."

Upon hearing this, Su Xiong opened the belt. Only after inspecting it did he hand it to Dai Mubai.

Looking at the bag full of money inside,

Dai Mubai was also stunned.

Flender...

That miserly old man.

This time, he had truly bled heavily.

Thirty thousand Gold Soul Coins. That must have hurt him more than killing him, right?