A long-overdue indulgence
What truly unsettles him is never winning or losing, but rather the incomprehensible power emanating from Bai Yushan.
Without any signs of Soul Skill or Martial Soul enhancement, he relied solely on his strange electric currents and physical combat skills to crush Soul Ancestor who was enhanced by Thousand-Year Soul Ring!
This is absolutely a peerless secret power that transcends the current Martial Soul system!
Zhao Xiangxi's chest burned with rage, but his possessiveness grew ever more frenzied.
He started from scratch and worked his way up in Skysea City for decades, building a vast business empire and accumulating wealth that most people could only dream of over several lifetimes. Throughout his life, he worked diligently, never seeking personal extravagance, but rather paving the way for the Zhao clan so that his descendants could inherit the family business and prosper for generations to come.
After decades of navigating the ups and downs of the business world, he understands better than anyone the cruelest truth of the world: wealth is always like a rootless duckweed.
In this world where Soul Master reign supreme, only power, only the strength of the ultimate expert, is the foundation for protecting everything. Without the protection of power, no matter how much wealth or how illustrious one's family fortune, one is ultimately just a fish on someone else's chopping block, ready to be devoured at any moment.
But he had a lifelong regret.
He possessed exceptional business acumen, a keen eye, and ruthless methods, yet his Martial Soul aptitude was utterly mediocre, preventing him from breaking through cultivation barriers and forever keeping him forever out of reach of the path to becoming a powerful figure.
Thousands of years ago, even a weak Martial Soul could barely raise its level by relying on exquisite Soul Ring combinations and special Martial Soul tempering methods. Through the improvements made by generations of people, Martial Soul soul bloodlines might very well be able to advance towards the top level!
But times have changed. Soul Beast are on the verge of extinction, and rare Soul Beast are almost extinct. Even if he has mountains of gold and silver, he cannot buy Soul Beast that is suitable for him to obtain Soul Ring, let alone reshape his Martial Soul and improve his cultivation.
His path Soul Master had long been completely blocked.
But Sea Tiger's appearance gave him his only hope in this desperate situation!
Zhao Xiangxi was already certain that the strange electric current on the Sea Tiger's body was not ordinary Martial Soul power, nor was it enhanced by Soul Bone or techniques, but a completely new power independent of the existing Soul Master system!
As long as they obtain this power and can control this electric current, the Zhao family will be able to completely escape the predicament of having no strong figures to protect them, and truly establish themselves and prosper!
As for whether such power can be passed down on a large scale, whether it can be granted to others, and whether it is a unique cultivation method specific to Martial Soul, that remains to be seen.
It doesn't matter anymore!
None of that matters anymore!
A person about to die of thirst won't care whether they're drinking sewage or dirty water!
A person about to starve to death won't care if the food they eat is expired!
Zhao Xiangxi didn't care anymore! He didn't want the empire he had built to be squandered by mediocre members of his family!
Unlike a hundred years after one's death, when one's descendants bring the message of family decline!
Unfortunately, Zhao Xiangxi was unaware that he had miscalculated from the very beginning.
The Electric Current Push by Bai Yushan is based on the friction of its own cells and the tempering of its body. The shallow current may be barely replicated with the help of Bai Yushan, but the core that can truly reshape the human body structure and allow people to drive their own Bioelectricity with willpower and Spiritual Power is only possible if Bai Yushan breaks through the highest level of Magnetic Field Rotation.
What Zhao Xiangxi saw was ultimately just a mirage, an empty dream.
"Sea Tiger..."
Zhao Xiangxi murmured in a low voice, cold and hoarse, his eyes swirling with malice, his greed almost tangible.
"I don't care who you are, or how many secrets you're hiding. Your power, I, Zhao Xiangxi, am determined to possess!"
He slowly raised his hand to wipe away the remaining wine from his fingertips, his movements slow yet revealing a chilling ruthlessness.
Disabling people, torture, stealing secrets.
What was originally a mild plan has now become utterly bloody and ruthless.
On the arena, Zhou Kuang could no longer support himself. His massive body crashed to his knees, his body crackling with electricity, his meridians broken, and his Soul Power completely dissipated, leaving him utterly devoid of any fighting ability.
Bai Yushan looked down at him coldly, a nonchalant chill playing on his lips beneath the mask, and didn't glance at him again.
The outcome is decided.
A night of clamor, a night of constant excitement.
The frenzy at the underground boxing ring in Eastsea City lasted all night, with no one able to sleep. Sea Tiger's legendary victory over the Soul Ancestor spread throughout the underground circles of Eastsea City overnight, leaving everyone in awe and trembling.
The next morning, as dawn broke, the morning mist enveloped the entire Eastsea City.
The heavy back door of the East Sea Auction House slowly opened, and a tall, slender figure in white robes walked out.
Bai Yushan removed his pure white mask, revealing a delicate face that was nine years old yet exceptionally handsome, cold, and clean. His fluffy, slightly messy black hair swayed gently in the morning breeze, his eyebrows and eyes were clear and sharp, and his posture was straight. He had shed the madness and ferocity of last night's arena, leaving only a touch of casualness and nonchalance.
He did not head towards the Eastsea Academy, but suddenly stopped at the entrance.
A morning breeze rustled through the fabric, causing her clothes to flutter lightly.
After Electric Current Push, his senses had already transcended to an inhuman level. Within a radius of 100 meters, the rustling of the wind, the flow of Soul Power, and the rise and fall of breath were all under his control.
The deliberately concealed, supposedly hidden, trailing aura behind him had never escaped his perception from the moment he stepped out of the boxing ring.
Track, spy, and wait for the right opportunity to act.
The purpose is obvious.
A faint, almost imperceptible, cynical smile flashed across Bai Yushan's eyes.
He knew perfectly well that the person behind him was none other than the greedy and insatiable Boss Zhao from the private room last night.
In his perception, that evil thought was as clearly visible as a dazzling firework in the dark night!
With his strength, shaking off or even crushing these ants who were following him would be as easy as raising a hand.
But he didn't.
After many days of silence, bound by layers of rules and regulations, the stability of the academy and the mundane routines of the world had long since bored him.
Since someone has offered themselves up and is willing to provide entertainment, he doesn't mind indulging himself for once in a long time.
No need to restrain yourself, no need to hold back, do whatever you want, follow your heart.
After a brief pause, Bai Yushan ignored the main road leading to the academy, turned around, and headed towards a secluded and rarely visited mountain path on the outskirts of the city.
If you want to keep an eye on it, then follow along.
Since you're looking for death, then so be it.
After walking just a few streets, the sparse crowds around suddenly vanished, and the entire street fell into a deathly silence.
Two burly, imposing figures stood firmly in the middle of Bai Yushan's path, completely blocking his way.
The two men were tall and muscular, their muscles taut and bulging. Their black, fitted outfits clung to their bodies, their lines exuding explosive power. The profound and weighty Soul Power flowing around them was undisguised. Four deep and refined purple Soul Ring floated silently beneath their feet, alternating between light and shadow, radiating the formidable pressure of Four-Ring Soul Ancestor.
Two Soul Ancestor blocked their path ahead, and their rear path had already been sealed off.
The figure who had been following Bai Yushan from the back door of the auction house, concealing his presence, slowly emerged. He also possessed the Soul Power fluctuations of Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, calm and sinister, firmly blocking Bai Yushan's retreat route.
From the deepest shadows of the alley, a disheveled figure slowly emerged, his steps unsteady and his breath disordered. It was Zhou Kuang, who had been completely crippled by Bai Yushan on the arena last night. His Soul Power was still scattered and unstable, his face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were filled with resentment and ruthlessness as he stared intently at the white-robed youth in front of him.
One in front and one behind, one to the left and one to the right.
Four Four-Ring Soul Ancestor each!