Chapter 16: The Path to Death!
The tattered items on the ground looked strangely familiar.
"This is…?" Tang San's pupils shrank as his expression darkened.
The joy of becoming a Great Soul Master was instantly extinguished.
No wonder it felt familiar—those items were his.
Looking at Xiao Wu's expression, Tang San desperately tried to deny reality.
It can't be her… how could Xiao Wu do something like this?
Then he remembered—
When he left that morning, only Ye Qiu had been in the dormitory. He had even mocked him before leaving.
"Yes… it must be him! It can't be Xiao Wu!" Tang San convinced himself and turned sharply toward Wang Sheng.
"Wang Sheng! Who did this?! Was it Ye Qiu?!"
Before Wang Sheng could speak, Xiao Wu's voice shattered his illusion.
"Hmph. Xiao Qiu would never do such a thing. I did this myself."
Xiao Wu stood up and faced Tang San directly.
"Hahaha…" Tang San forced a laugh, still clinging to false hope.
"Xiao Wu, stop joking. It must have been Ye Qiu, right? Don't worry—even if it was him, I won't do anything to him…"
"Enough!" Xiao Wu snapped.
"I already said it was me! Sister Xiaowu personally threw those things out!"
Her words struck Tang San like countless invisible slaps.
His smile froze.
Silence followed.
"Why…" Tang San lowered his head, his eyes dull.
"Why did you do this, Xiao Wu?"
"Sister Xiaowu already said no one is allowed to sleep there!"
"Then what about Ye Qiu?!" Tang San suddenly shouted, pointing toward the other side of the room.
"Why is he allowed to stay next to you?!"
"Xiao Qiu is different from you," Xiao Wu replied calmly, glancing at Tang San's increasingly distorted face.
"Heh…" Tang San sneered.
"Of course he's different. He's just trash—not even a Soul Master! Hiding behind you, taking your money!"
Xiao Wu paused, then spoke clearly, determined to make things unmistakable.
"You're wrong. I volunteered to stand next to Xiao Qiu. I volunteered to protect him. And I willingly gave him those gold soul coins."
"Enough! Stop talking!" Tang San roared.
All this time, he had obeyed Xiao Wu, willingly acting as her little brother, spending every free moment with her—
Yet she valued Ye Qiu more than him?!
Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot.
"Xiao Wu, don't you understand my feelings?! How can Ye Qiu compare to me?! I have innate full soul power, while he's just a level-one trash!"
"Yes," Xiao Wu replied calmly,
"maybe you're right. But none of that matters."
"I like him."
"That's enough."
Only Xiao Wu knew the truth—that Ye Qiu's martial soul was far from ordinary.
She firmly believed that Ye Qiu's future achievements would never be inferior to Tang San's.
"Heh… heh…" Tang San clenched his fists, murderous intent and hatred flooding his heart.
Hatred—
All directed at Ye Qiu.
Without saying anything more, Tang San silently bent down and began packing his belongings.
Xiao Wu watched coldly from the side. She clearly sensed the resentment hidden in Tang San's eyes and quietly walked over to Ye Qiu's spot, waiting for her Xiao Qiu to return.
With his head lowered, Tang San kept stealing glances at Xiao Wu. When he saw her movements, his face—already darkened from years of blacksmithing—grew even gloomier.
Ye Qiu… you've already chosen your own path to death.
Outside Dormitory Seven—
A pair of eyes, weathered by time, silently observed everything from the shadows.
Within those eyes, a phantom image of a Soft-Boned Rabbit hovered above Xiao Wu's head, glowing faintly red…
A cold glint flashed.
...
As the sun set, only the afterglow of dusk remained on the horizon, crimson clouds staining the sky.
Exhausted, Ye Qiu returned to Dormitory Seven.
Click!
The moment he entered, he saw Xiao Wu sitting in his seat.
"Xiao Qiu…" Xiao Wu immediately noticed him, her face filled with worry.
"Xiao Wu, you're finally back…" Ye Qiu walked straight toward her, completely unaware of the changes in the room.
"Ye Qiu, stop right there!"
Tang San's furious voice suddenly rang out.
Ye Qiu turned around, looking at him in confusion.
"Tang San, what are you trying to do?" Xiao Wu instantly moved to Ye Qiu's side, afraid that Tang San might attack at any moment.
"Are you going to hide behind Xiao Wu forever?" Tang San shouted angrily.
"If you're a man, fight me! The loser will leave Xiao Wu forever!"
His gaze passed over Xiao Wu and locked directly onto Ye Qiu.
"What did you say… hm?" Ye Qiu finally noticed that the space beside Xiao Wu's bed had been cleared, while Tang San's belongings were piled messily in the corner.
Looking more closely, he saw Tang San's bloodshot eyes, ferocious gaze, and icy expression.
It seems something unpleasant happened, Ye Qiu thought.
This came a little earlier than I expected.
"Don't agree to him!" Xiao Wu shook her head desperately while tightly holding Ye Qiu's hand.
"Ye Qiu! Are you still trying to run away? You—"
"Tang San! That's enough!" Xiao Wu interrupted angrily.
"Xiao Qiu won't fight you! If you really want to fight, I'll do it!"
She was about to rush forward when Ye Qiu stopped her in time.
A surge of resentment exploded in Tang San's chest. The more Xiao Wu protected Ye Qiu, the more twisted and unhinged he became.
"Tang San," Ye Qiu said calmly, "Xiao Wu is not an object. I won't gamble with her. Drop it."
Having said that, he took the hand beside him and prepared to leave.
Seeing Ye Qiu ignore him completely, Tang San's malice finally erupted.
"You piece of trash! Die!"
Two yellow soul rings slowly rose from beneath Tang San's feet. One of them flashed brightly.
"First Soul Skill—Entanglement!"
Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground of Dormitory Seven like venomous snakes, surging toward Ye Qiu!
"Ah!" Wang Sheng and the others cried out in shock.
"Tang San, how dare you!"
Fortunately, Xiao Wu was already on guard and instantly stepped in front of Ye Qiu.
To avoid injuring Xiao Wu, Tang San was forced to redirect the Blue Silver Grass.
However, Ye Qiu clearly felt something—
As the Blue Silver Grass swept past him, several tiny spores landed on his body.
Sure enough—
"Second Soul Skill—Parasite!"
Tang San shouted coldly, completely ignoring Xiao Wu's presence.
Poof!
Blue Silver Grass suddenly sprouted from Ye Qiu's body, tightly binding him.
"Xiao Qiu!" Xiao Wu knew that Tang San's Blue Silver Grass carried poison. She didn't dare hesitate.
"Second Soul Skill—Charm!"
Her martial soul possessed her instantly.
A fluffy rabbit tail appeared below her waist, long ears stood upright, and her eyes glowed crimson.
Already infatuated with her, Tang San was immediately affected. He froze on the spot, completely dazed.
"Tang San! How dare you hurt Xiao Qiu…"
Xiao Wu showed no mercy. In her eyes, anyone who dared lay a hand on Ye Qiu was courting death.
She also knew how dangerous Tang San was—those strange hidden weapons were something she couldn't easily deal with.
She closed the distance rapidly.
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