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In an open space, many scholars who had come out for a meal were sitting.
Dai Yao flipped through a book while eating the meal that Feng Wutong had carefully prepared. When he came across an interesting passage, he would stop and think about it intently.
At these times, Feng Wutong would gently place some of Dai Yao's favorite foods into his bowl. If Dai Yao was too focused on eating and forgot to eat, she would even feed him herself...
Her virtuous and maid-like demeanor left Young Master Li and his companions stunned.
"Young Master Li, shall we still make a move?"
The thin man asked tentatively.
Clearly, Feng Wutong's heart is completely tied to Dai Yao, and no matter what they do, they cannot change Feng Wutong's mind.
Looking at Feng Wutong's performance, Young Master Li gritted his teeth and said angrily:
"Do it! Do it right now!"
Young Master Li took the lead, suddenly standing up and leading four or five henchmen behind him to charge aggressively towards Dai Yao and his companion.
However, before they could get close, Feng Wutong blocked their way. Her phoenix eyes, filled with an unapproachable majesty, swept over them indifferently. Their initial accusatory tone immediately fizzled out.
What do you want to do?
Feng Wutong said coldly.
She recognized this Young Master Li; he had been hanging around her ever since she joined the Spirit Hall.
She knew exactly what they were thinking. But she had rejected them long ago, and even tried to get them to give up by keeping them at arm's length.
However, she didn't expect them to be so persistent and never give up, so she simply stopped paying attention to them. But she never expected that they would still try to bother the young master today, which she could not accept!
"I...I..."
When Young Master Li was stared at by Feng Wutong's majestic phoenix eyes, he felt as if he had a choke point, and the words stuck in his throat, unable to come out.
But the thought of Feng Wutong's coldness towards him, yet her gentleness towards that blond man, filled him with a deep sense of resentment. Why?
What makes this man so special that he won Feng Wutong's heart?
He is the grandson of the future Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall, with a noble status. Only he is worthy of Feng Wutong!
He ignored Dai Yao's gaze and shouted angrily:
"What kind of man hides behind a woman? If you have the guts, stand up and I want to compete with you fairly!"
Young Master Li's loud shout echoed in the open space, attracting the attention of many scholars who were eating. When they saw Young Master Li's appearance, they were all slightly startled.
"Isn't this Young Master Li? What brings him to the library?"
"If I'm not mistaken, he came for the Phoenix Tree. Unfortunately, his affections are unrequited. The Phoenix Tree's status is far beyond what a young master Li can compare to."
One of them sneered.
Beside him, a man quickly stopped him, saying, "Are you crazy? Young Master Li's grandfather is a Soul Douluo of level 89. Even if he can't compare to Feng Wutong's status, he is definitely not someone we can compare to."
"Are you tired of living, talking about him like this?"
The man quickly shut his mouth.
Although they are all scholars of the Spirit Hall, it is not a respected profession. The level of a Soul Master is the key to determining their status.
If one could achieve success on the path of a Soul Master, who would be willing to settle down and study dry academic subjects?
Otherwise, a level 20+ Soul Master wouldn't be called a Grandmaster.
This is one of the reasons why Young Master Li and his group believed that Dai Yao was not a genius.
"Sigh, although that man is protected by Feng Wutong, his days won't be easy after Young Master Li has set his sights on him!"
Many people seemed to foresee the scene of Dai Yao being forced to leave Feng Wutong by Young Master Li's schemes, leaving him heartbroken and dejected. A mocking look appeared on their faces; after all, being favored by Feng Wutong was something they envied greatly.
Moreover, Feng Wutong acted so gently.
Before Dai Yao could answer, Feng Wutong's expression instantly turned sharp. Her phoenix eyes stared at Young Master Li, like two sharp blades piercing into his mind.
The voice was icy, like the ice and snow on the plateau.
Do you want to die?
Incandescent flames rose from behind Feng Wutong, gradually covering her fiery red hair with the incandescent color. The Vermilion Bird Martial Soul instantly possessed her, and the surging pressure caused cold sweat to bead on Young Master Li's forehead, and his heart to pound violently.
Just as Feng Wutong was about to make her move, a voice rang out from behind her.
"Wutong, since you're here for me, you don't need to lift a finger."
Dai Yao closed the book in his hand and said softly.
Since leaving the City of Slaughter, the murderous aura within him had been suppressed. Although it had been worn down considerably by constant reading, it could not change the arrogance in his bones.
In particular, due to various reasons, he was virtually unknown within the Spirit Hall and unknown to outsiders. Now that someone had provoked him because of Feng Wutong, he was seizing the opportunity to establish his authority!
He repelled all the malicious gazes from Feng Wutong and Zhu Zhuqing!
Feng Wutong was slightly taken aback, but without hesitation she withdrew her martial spirit and slowly retreated. Her obedient and docile appearance made people wonder if Feng Wutong was not the blond man's girlfriend, but his maid.
However, upon considering Feng Wutong's identity, they immediately dismissed this absurd idea.
As the Vermilion Bird Martial Soul disappeared, the suffocating pressure vanished instantly. Young Master Li gasped for breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth, and turned his gaze toward the blond man.
He was unwilling to show his cowardice in front of Feng Wutong. He had to prove that he was better than that blond man and more suitable for Feng Wutong!
However, when his gaze met Dai Yao's icy gaze, his pupils suddenly contracted, and endless killing intent surged towards him.
He seemed to see countless skeletons lying at the feet of the blond man, a throne formed from the bones that lifted him high. Cold, evil, and with an unapproachable majesty, he seemed to see a god of death walking among men!
He panicked and hurriedly backed away, his heel hitting a protrusion and he fell to the ground, but he was still terrified and scrambled backward.
This move caused an uproar.
How could the grandson of a Contra Douluo be so out of control?!
Who exactly is that blond man?
"You brat, what have you done? How dare you touch Young Master Li? Don't you have a death wish?!"
The thin man beside Young Master Li shouted. However, his voice attracted Dai Yao's attention. When Dai Yao's gaze swept over, his wide-open mouth immediately froze, as if someone had grabbed his throat and made him unable to speak.
Like that young master Li, he scrambled backward.
Dai Yao's icy gaze swept indifferently over the people around Young Master Li, and no one dared to meet his eyes. He slowly approached Young Master Li and said calmly:
"From now on, if you dare to provoke Wutong again, I don't need to say more about the consequences."
With a look of fear on his face, Young Master Li swallowed hard and nodded hastily, afraid that Dai Yao would take back his words at any moment.
"Walk."
He quickly got up, called to the people beside him, and hurriedly fled the library.
After they had traveled a long way from the library, the thin man thought to himself with resentment:
"Young Master Li, this man is too arrogant. Are we just going to put up with this? Young Master Li, if you go to your grandfather, he can definitely teach him a lesson..."
Before he could finish speaking, Young Master Li slapped him hard across the back of the head, sending him staggering. Young Master Li stared intently at the thin man and roared:
"shut up!"
"If you want to die, don't take me with you!"
He could see the murderous aura emanating from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in Dai Yao's gaze just now. He had only ever seen such a murderous aura in the current Holy Maiden, Hu Liena!
In other words, that blond man possesses talent no less than that of the current Holy Maiden!
Where did Hu Liena's murderous aura come from? He was terrified after hearing only a few bits and pieces from her grandfather. A person who had fought his way out of that kind of place was definitely not a soft-hearted person.
If he repeats the offense, the blond man will surely keep his promise.
"From now on, we must not provoke Feng Wutong again, and what happened today must not be leaked to anyone, do you understand?"
Young Master Li glanced around at the crowd and shouted.
The group looked at each other for a moment, then nodded and said, "We heard you clearly."
Young Master Li took several deep breaths, still shaken. Thinking that there was such a man by Feng Wutong's side, he couldn't help but sigh. Clearly, he could no longer win Feng Wutong's heart.
After thinking for a moment, he explained, "Do you know why I don't want you to reveal it?"
"Why?"
The crowd was somewhat puzzled.
"This man possesses terrifying talent that rivals that of the current Holy Maiden, yet not a single word about him has escaped from the Spirit Hall. You should understand how terrifying that is."
Upon hearing this, everyone's pupils contracted, and they immediately understood the crux of the matter. If the blond man's talent was indeed as Young Master Li had said, he would certainly not be an unknown figure, yet there was no news of him within the Spirit Hall.
It was as if a giant hand had erased all of the man's past.
Perhaps this is why they couldn't find any information about the man.
Those with such strength and such motives must be the current high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall, the Platinum Bishop, the six Title Douluo-level elders, or even... the current Pope!
Thinking of Feng Wutong's respectful manner towards the man, the man's figure gradually became unfathomable.
"Don't worry, Young Master Li, we definitely won't tell."
Everyone answered in unison.
The man's lack of fame is clearly intentional. If his actions have caused him to attract a lot of attention and be forced to reveal his identity, then they will surely be hated by the mastermind behind the scenes!
Even as the grandson of Contra, Young Master Li would not be able to bear such consequences.
After the farce, Dai Yao and Feng Wutong returned to the table, and the gazes of those around Dai Yao gradually became more solemn.
Without using a single soul skill, he scared off Young Master Li, which shows he is no ordinary person.
Noticing Feng Wutong's slightly strange expression, Dai Yao asked in confusion:
"What's wrong?"
"Young master, I can clearly teach him a lesson, why bother to do it myself?"
Dai Yao laughed and said, "This is not a simple provocation. This is a matter between men. How can I stand by and watch someone covet my woman? I have to teach him a lesson myself to completely dispel his thoughts."
Upon hearing the words "my woman," Feng Wutong blushed and shyly hummed in response.
Just then, a fiery red figure suddenly sat down next to Dai Yao. The patterns on its clothes, resembling flowing lava, emitted a bright light.
A wave of heat gradually spread out.
Upon seeing this person, those around him couldn't help but show a hint of respect. This person was none other than Yan, one of the current golden generation!
"Hey Dai Yao, you've got some nerve! You haven't seen him for years, and you've managed to get rid of that Li guy all of a sudden. Tell me, what methods did you use?!"
Yan looked Dai Yao up and down, quite surprised.
Unlike Tang San in the original novel, whose killing intent was outwardly displayed, Dai Yao, after a month of accumulation, was able to condense his killing intent into a line, which was imperceptible to those who did not experience it firsthand.
Dai Yao didn't look up, and casually said:
"Why are you here? Did you go through the trials of Death Valley and now you want revenge?"
Yan waved his hands repeatedly, chuckled, looked at Feng Wutong with a rather amused expression, and then said:
"What revenge are you talking about! Back when you were just a Soul Master, I was no match for you. Now that you're a Soul King, only a fool would want to fight you! I've come here to ask you for advice on something!"
"Oh, what is it?"
Dai Yao looked up and asked.
Yan hesitated for a moment, then said seriously, "I came here today to ask you for advice on how to pursue a girl."
"Chase Hu Liena?"
Dai Yao bluntly stated Yan's purpose.
Yan smiled wryly and said helplessly, "Is it that obvious?"
Feng Wutong covered her mouth and chuckled, "Yan, everyone knows how you feel about Sister Na, except you."
Yan's expression froze for a moment, then he pleaded with Dai Yao:
"After all these years, Nana should know how I feel, but she has always kept her distance from me. I really don't know what to do."
"Especially after Nana returned from the Killing City, she became even colder towards me, as if she had someone she liked."
"Tell me quickly, with so many girls around you, you must know how to win a girl's heart. I feel like if I don't do something, Nana will leave me forever!"
Looking at Yan's pleading face, Dai Yao sighed and patted him on the shoulder, saying:
"Yan, give up. Hu Liena could never like you."
"Why?"
Yan still refused to give up.
"Because you're not handsome enough. Hu Liena likes handsome men. You are not bad, but you don't meet Hu Liena's standards."
Dai Yao spoke the cold, hard truth.
"Impossible! Nana isn't that shallow!"
Yan said in disbelief.
Dai Yao shook his head slightly. Although being handsome was a factor in winning Hu Liena's heart, strength was even more important. Without enough strength to conquer Hu Liena, it would be absolutely impossible to win her over.
Clearly, Yan does not meet Hu Liena's requirements in terms of appearance or ability.
"Then there's nothing I can do. Actually, even if you ask me, you won't get the answer you want."
"Why?"
"Because I've never pursued a girl before?"
Dai Yao said matter-of-factly.
"Huh?! How is that possible?"
Yan was shocked.
He originally thought that he was able to win over such outstanding girls as Zhu Zhuqing and Feng Wutong and get them to get along harmoniously because of Dai Yao's saintly methods.
Unexpectedly, judging from Dai Yao's words, he had never pursued any girls at all.
"Then why are there so many girls around you?"
Yan pressed for an answer.
"That's because we were the ones who pursued him."
Before Dai Yao and the others could speak, a clear, cold voice interrupted their conversation.
Turning his head, he saw the beautiful and ethereal Ice Queen sitting gracefully next to Dai Yao, her stunningly beautiful face adorned with a happy smile that left many on the verge of stunned silence.
It was Zhu Zhuqing.
Yan was momentarily speechless, and asked Feng Wutong in disbelief, "Really?"
Feng Wutong nodded affirmatively: "Yes, we were the ones who pursued him."
In an instant, Yan's world turned gray and white. Why were girls like Zhu Zhuqing and Feng Wutong, who were in no way inferior to Hu Liena and even surpassed her, all pursuing Dai Yao in droves?
But his pursuit of Hu Liena received no response whatsoever!
For the first time, he experienced the absurdity of reality. (End of Chapter)