Chapter 34: Dai Mubai, You Lucky Brat
The seed grazed the afterimage as it flew past, pinning itself into the fence behind.
"Fast reflexes," Tang San chuckled.
Taking advantage of the gap while Xu Yuan dodged, he lunged forward and swung his fist at him.
Seeing Tang San's fist coming, Xu Yuan didn't dodge. Instead, he parried with his left arm and accurately grabbed the other's wrist.
His right hand swept around Tang San's lower back, and using the momentum of the lunge, he twisted his waist.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, Tang San was slammed heavily onto the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.
He groaned as his vision went dark for a moment. Just as he tried to push himself up, Xu Yuan pinned his lower back with a knee and locked his wrists behind his back.
The Blue Silver Emperor followed suit, wrapping around him and tightening slightly, rendering him unable to move.
Xu Yuan looked at Tang San and said, "Tang San, you lost."
Hearing Xu Yuan's words, Tang San gave up struggling and sighed.
If he had used all of the Tang Sects Ultimate Skills, the winner would have definitely been him, but he didn't want to expose them.
At the same time, Tang San felt that Xu Yuan wasn't worth him using all of the Tang Sects Ultimate Skills.
Xiao Wu jogged over to Xu Yuan and said happily, "Xu Yuan, you won!"
Xu Yuan let go, the Blue Silver Emperor quietly receding into the ground, and pulled Tang San up. "Good match."
Tang San didn't speak; he just rubbed his aching back, the bit of indignation in his eyes gradually settling into a complex calm.
Xiao Wu skipped over to Tang San and stuck out her tongue. "Convinced yet, Tang San? Compared to Brother Xu Yuan, you've still got a long way to go!"
Tang San glanced at Xiao Wu, didn't argue, and turned to walk toward the dormitory.
"Hey, you're just leaving like that?" Xiao Wu shouted from behind.
Tang San didn't stop, just raised his hand and waved as a farewell.
Xu Yuan said to Xiao Wu, "Xiao Wu, let's go back, get our luggage, and head out together."
Xiao Wu nodded vigorously, her eyes curving into crescents. "Okay, okay!"
The two walked side-by-side toward the dormitory. Xiao Wu chattered about the Carrot cakes to bring for the trip and wondered if there would be tasty Candied haws near Lanba Academy. Xu Yuan occasionally responded with a faint smile on his lips.
After returning to the dormitory, Xu Yuan stored his and Xiao Wu's luggage into his spirit tool and left the dorm with her, heading toward the school gate.
Yesterday, he had arranged with the Coachman to pick him and Xiao Wu up around this time to take them to Heaven Dou City.
Walk to Heaven Dou City?
Wouldn't that be like having your head kicked by a donkey?
When they reached the school gate, the pre-arranged carriage was already waiting by the roadside.
The Coachman was sitting on the carriage shaft wiping his whip. Seeing them approach, he hurriedly stood up with a smile. "Young Master Xu Yuan, everything is ready. Shall we depart?"
"Mhm." Xu Yuan nodded and reached out to hold the curtain open for Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu hopped into the carriage and peered around the cabin. It was lined with soft cotton cushions, and a basket of fresh fruit sat in the corner—evidently prepared by Xu Yuan in advance. "Wow, Brother Xu Yuan, you even thought of this!" She picked up an apple, rubbed it on her clothes, and took a big bite, the juice trickling down the corner of her mouth.
As Xu Yuan boarded, he caught sight of this and helplessly took out a handkerchief to wipe her mouth. "Eat slowly, there's plenty for the road."
The Coachman cracked his whip, and the carriage slowly set off, the wheels making a rhythmic creaking sound as they rolled over the stone road.
Xiao Wu leaned against the window, watching the familiar school gate fade into the distance. Suddenly remembering something, she turned and asked, "Brother Xu Yuan, do you think Tang San will really go to Shrek Academy? That place sounds weird. Could it be bad?"
Xu Yuan leaned back against the carriage wall with his eyes closed to rest. Hearing this, he said indifferently, "The path is his own choice. Whether it's good or bad, he has to walk it."
Xiao Wu nodded, not entirely understanding, and took another bite of her apple. "True. Anyway, we're going to Lanba Academy; it's definitely better than that place!"
As she spoke, she stuffed another apple into Xu Yuan's hand. "You eat one too, it's really sweet!"
Xu Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the apple in his hand, which had a bite mark on it. He said nothing and began to eat it slowly.
The scenery outside gradually shifted from town to fields. The wind blew through the wheat, creating golden waves.
After watching the scenery for a while, Xiao Wu grew tired and dozed off against Xu Yuan's shoulder. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly with her breath, like a sleeping kitten.
Xu Yuan adjusted his posture to make her more comfortable, his gaze falling on the passing scenery outside... In the blink of an eye, several days passed, and the carriage entered Suotuo City.
Since it was late, Xu Yuan had the Coachman drop him and Xiao Wu off at a hotel to rest properly, planning to set out for Heaven Dou City the next day.
To Xu Yuan's surprise, the Coachman dropped them off at the entrance of the Rose Hotel.
He still had some impression of the Rose Hotel; in the novel, this was where Tang San and the others encountered Dai Mubai.
If he remembered correctly, the Rose Hotel was also a themed hotel for couples.
Xiao Wu looked at the Rose Hotel before her with an extremely satisfied expression, pulling Xu Yuan's hand as they entered.
Upon entering the hotel, Xu Yuan went to the receptionist and said, "Two rooms, please."
The receptionist said apologetically, "I'm sorry, we only have one room left. Would you two mind sharing for the night?"
Xu Yuan's brow furrowed slightly as he instinctively looked at Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu was curiously examining the rose vines winding through the hotel lobby. Hearing this, she turned her head and blinked. "One room is fine. What's there to mind?"
Just moments ago, she had signaled the receptionist with her eyes; only then did the receptionist claim there was only one room.
Just as Xu Yuan was about to say something else, Xiao Wu was already dragging him by the arm toward the front desk. "We'll take that room!"
As the receptionist was about to process the check-in for Xu Yuan, a sudden voice interrupted.
"I say, this room should belong to me, shouldn't it?"
Xu Yuan's mouth twitched. He really hadn't expected to run into this kind of nonsense.
Turning back with Xiao Wu, the two saw a man and a woman walking toward them.
The man was about 1.8 meters tall with broad shoulders. His features were a mix of handsome and resolute, with long golden hair cascading down his back, reaching nearly to his waist.
The newcomer was indeed Dai Mubai.
The woman beside Dai Mubai looked to be around twenty years old. She had a very good figure, though her looks were somewhat lacking.
Looking at Dai Mubai, Xu Yuan felt quite speechless.
Dai Mubai, you lucky brat.
He estimated that Zhu Zhuqing was still being hunted down at this moment, while Dai Mubai was here checking into a hotel with a woman.
The reason Zhu Zhuqing was looking for Dai Mubai was that she had no other choice.
Dai Mubai and Dai Weisi were competing for the position of Crown Prince. As Dai Mubai's fiancée, she had to help him; if she didn't, she would die alongside him in the future.
Dai Mubai didn't want to kill his own kin?
That was complete bullshit.
Dai Mubai knew that Dai Weisi was older and higher in Rank than him, so the possibility of winning was slim.
During the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, Dai Weisi's Rank was 49.Chapter 35: Beating Up Dai Mubai
If Dai Mubai hadn't had the Immortal Herb, it would be hard to say whether he could have reached Rank 40 at that time.
At that time, Dai Mubai encountered a Bottleneck. If Tang San hadn't given Dai Mubai the Immortal Herb, his Rank couldn't have increased so quickly.
The novel mentioned that after the age of 12, the speed of Cultivation would slow down.
Zhu Zhuqing?
Without the Immortal Herb, she would have dragged Dai Mubai down.
If the two of them faced Dai Weisi and his group, there would only be one outcome: defeat.
Tang San could manage without Dai Mubai and the others, but Dai Mubai and the others couldn't manage without Tang San.
When God King Tang San saw Dai Mubai, he couldn't help but recall the scene of himself beating Mubai in the past.
Walking up to the counter, Dai Mubai looked at the Waiter and said, "You must be new. Don't you know that there's always a room reserved for me here?"
The Waiter was confused; he didn't recognize Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai impatiently said, "Go call your Manager."
Seeing that Dai Mubai was trouble, the Waiter obediently went to call the Manager.
Xiao Wu said with some displeasure, "Hey, we were here first. Do you understand the concept of first come, first served?"
Dai Mubai glanced sideways at Xiao Wu, arrogance in his eyes, a playful smile curling his lips: "Little girl, the rules here are not something you understand."
spirit power fluctuations emanated from his body. Although he deliberately restrained them somewhat, the oppressive feeling belonging to an attack system Battle Soul Master still made Xiao Wu subconsciously frown.
Xu Yuan stepped half a pace forward, subtly shielding Xiao Wu, and looked calmly at Dai Mubai: "Rules are meant to be followed by polite people."
Dai Mubai was stunned, seemingly not expecting anyone to dare speak to him like that.
He sized up Xu Yuan, seeing that the other party had an extraordinary aura.
Dai Mubai thought for a moment and said, "You also have spirit power fluctuations, so you must be Spirit Masters. Then come at me together. If you can beat me, I'll leave immediately. Otherwise, please perform the word'scram' for me."
Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Fine, but we'll fight one-on-one."
Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes, which instantly turned into deep disdain: "One-on-one? Just you?"
His spirit power suddenly erupted from his body, and two yellow and one purple ring appeared beneath his feet.
"White Tiger Possession!"
Following Dai Mubai's low roar, his physique suddenly changed. His muscles instantly swelled, his head full of golden hair instantly became black and white, predominantly white, and a king-shaped pattern appeared on his forehead.
His hands doubled in size, covered in white fur. Eight-inch-long, dagger-like sharp claws extended from his palms, and his double pupils turned a deep, profound blue.
"First Spirit Skill, White Tiger Barrier!"
A pale golden halo enveloped Dai Mubai's body, making him look as if he had donned a layer of hard armor, instantly skyrocketing his defense.
Xiao Wu watched from the side, her heart tightening. She couldn't help but tug on Xu Yuan's sleeve: "Xu Yuan, this guy looks really fierce..."
Xu Yuan patted Xiao Wu's hand, signaling her to relax, his gaze fixed on Dai Mubai, and his tone flat: "Let's begin."
Before his voice fell, Dai Mubai had already charged over like an arrow released from a bow, his tiger claws carrying sharp fierce wind straight toward Xu Yuan's face.
Xu Yuan used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, easily dodging Dai Mubai's attack.
"First Spirit Skill, Life Entanglement!"
Several jade-colored Blue Silver Emperors shot out from the ground, wrapping around Dai Mubai's legs like spiritual snakes.
These Blue Silver Emperors glowed with a faint golden light, containing rich vitality.
Dai Mubai snorted coldly, sweeping his tiger claws sideways, attempting to sever the Blue Silver Emperor vines.
However, Xu Yuan's Blue Silver Emperor had extreme toughness. After being struck by the tiger claws, it only trembled slightly but did not break. Instead, it took the opportunity to tighten, firmly binding his legs.
"Hmm?" Dai Mubai's expression slightly changed. He hadn't expected the opponent's Spirit to be so resilient.
He suddenly exerted force, trying to break free from the restraint, but the Blue Silver Emperor wrapped tighter and tighter, as if it had taken root.
White flowers emitted a faint fragrance, calming Dai Mubai's emotions.
The Blue Silver Emperor began absorbing the spirit power inside Dai Mubai's body, and this spirit power nourished Xu Yuan in return.
"Second Spirit Skill, White Tiger Light Wave!"
Dai Mubai wanted to open his mouth and spray out a scorching white light wave to attack Xu Yuan.
But Xu Yuan used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to arrive in front of Dai Mubai, delivering an upward punch to Dai Mubai's chin.
"Bang!"
The punch accurately struck Dai Mubai's chin, though the force was not overly fierce.
Dai Mubai only felt his chin lift slightly from a skillful impact, and the White Tiger Light Wave brewing in his throat instantly went awry.
The scorching spirit power that was about to burst forth violently rolled back, exploding into a sharp pain inside his body.
"Ugh!" Dai Mubai let out a muffled groan, feeling tightness in his chest, and a trace of blood actually spilled from the corner of his mouth.
This wasn't being injured by Xu Yuan; it was clearly the backlash of his own spirit power, which severely damaged his internal organs.
Seeing this situation, God King Tang San said with satisfaction, "Not bad, he has my style from back then."
Xu Yuan gave Dai Mubai no chance to react, breaking through Dai Mubai's light barrier with a few punches.
"You're courting death!"
Dai Mubai was both pained and furious. Ignoring the surging Qi and blood within him, he swept his left tiger claw sideways with a foul wind, vowing to tear the troublesome fellow in front of him to shreds.
Xu Yuan had anticipated this, and while sidestepping the claw wind, he clenched his right hand into a fist and fiercely struck Dai Mubai's face.
The fist, carrying the sound of tearing air, accurately smashed into the side of Dai Mubai's face.
"Clang—"
With a dull thud, Dai Mubai felt his cheek go numb, and his vision flashed black repeatedly.
"First Spirit Skill, Life Entanglement."
Xu Yuan's voice was cold as ice, and as his words fell.
More Blue Silver Emperors surged out from the ground, like awakened giant pythons, frantically climbing and wrapping around Dai Mubai's arms and waist, instantly encasing him in an immobile cocoon.
Tiny white flowers dotted the golden-glowing vines, and their fragrance carried an irresistible suppressive force.
Dai Mubai was tightly bound, and the spirit power inside his body was constantly draining away through the vines, as if pierced by countless fine needles.
"Let go of me!" Dai Mubai roared furiously, his muscles bulging all over his body.
He tried to break the restraint, but the Blue Silver Emperor's toughness far exceeded his imagination. The more he struggled, the tighter it wrapped, squeezing his ribs painfully.
Xu Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he punched Dai Mubai's head without hesitation, the knuckle ridge descending with fierce wind.
He wouldn't let Dai Mubai off; during their previous fight, the opponent had at least tried to severely injure him.
Dai Mubai's Qi and blood were already churning from the Spirit Power Backlash, and now he was tightly bound by the Blue Silver Emperor, making evasion impossible.
The moment the fist struck his forehead, he felt the world spin, his vision exploded into a scarlet red, and his consciousness rapidly plummeted like a kite with a broken string.
"Thud!"
Another punch landed on the side of his face. Dai Mubai's cheek swelled up visibly, the soreness of loose teeth spread along his gums, and blood mixed with saliva trickled from the corner of his mouth.
He wanted to roar, wanted to resist, but the Blue Silver Emperor was constricting his flesh like steel cables, and even breathing caused a tearing pain.
Xu Yuan didn't stop. His fists repeatedly struck Dai Mubai's shoulders, neck, and chest.
The stunned Dai Mubai completely failed to think of using his third Spirit Ability against Xu Yuan.
Dai Mubai's female companion, whom he had brought earlier, was scared pale and turned to flee.
Seeing this situation, Xiao Wu felt immense satisfaction.
Dai Mubai's arrogant appearance earlier had already made her want to beat him up.Chapter 36: The Unexpected Person
Xu Yuan's fists didn't stop for a moment. Each strike carried precise force, avoiding vital points yet strong enough to make Dai Mubai feel bone-chilling pain.
The cocoon formed by the Blue Silver Emperor swayed slightly under the impact of the punches, and the fragrance of those small white flowers grew stronger, gradually eroding his will to resist.
As the last punch landed on his shoulder, Dai Mubai's fur receded at a visible speed.
His bulging muscles gradually contracted, the king-shaped Texture on his forehead disappeared, his four pupils returned to normal, and his entire person reverted to his original appearance. However, his face was as pale as paper, and the bloodstains at the corners of his mouth were particularly glaring.
The cocoon formed by the Blue Silver Emperor lost its support and slowly loosened, gently placing him on the ground.
Dai Mubai's eyes were tightly shut, his brows painfully furrowed, and his breathing was as faint as a flickering candle in the wind, clearly having completely lost consciousness.
Xu Yuan stood up, shaking his somewhat numb fists. The bloodstains on his knuckles gleamed dark red in the sunlight.
He glanced at the unconscious Dai Mubai on the ground, his eyes showing no ripple of emotion.
For someone who actively provokes and intends to kill, mercy is cruelty to oneself.
As Dai Mubai passed out, a golden Qi came to Xu Yuan's body.
Xiao Wu ran over, kicked Dai Mubai's calf, and seeing no reaction, clapped her hands, her tone full of satisfaction: "Hmph, let him be arrogant! Now he knows how formidable it is!"
Xu Yuan looked at the manager hiding not far away and said, "Send him to the hospital for treatment."
The manager, as if granted a great pardon, quickly nodded and bowed, responding, "Yes, yes, yes! I'll arrange it right away, right away!"
While he called over the Waiters to carry the person, he secretly sized up Xu Yuan. Seeing the other party's blood-stained knuckles yet calm expression, he dared not be negligent.
"Rest assured, esteemed guests, everything will be properly arranged!"
The Waiters carefully lifted the unconscious Dai Mubai. His limp body swayed, and the bloodstains at the corners of his mouth smudged onto the carpet, leaving a dark red mark.
The manager looked at the mark, his mouth twitching in pain, but he dared not say another word, only hurrying to follow and direct.
"Xu Yuan, doesn't he look like a stray dog?" Xiao Wu leaned over, standing on tiptoe to watch Dai Mubai's receding figure as he was carried away, her eyes sparkling with cunning.
Xu Yuan chuckled, rubbing her hair: "That's enough, don't gloat."
"It's what he deserved!" Xiao Wu snorted.
The manager came to Xu Yuan and respectfully said, "Sir, your room fee is waived. This is the key to our hotel's best room. Please rest well, both of you."
"No need to waive the fee," Xu Yuan said indifferently, taking out enough gold coin from his spirit tool and placing it on the counter. "Charge according to the rules."
The manager was stunned, not expecting the refusal, and quickly waved his hand: "How can I accept this..."
"Rules cannot be broken." Xu Yuan said no more, turning to pull Xiao Wu.
The two went to the top floor and opened the room the manager had arranged.
The room's decor was more warm and intimate than expected.
The round bed was covered with a velvet red quilt, tasseled curtains hung from the ceiling, a copper basin filled with rose petals was in the corner, and on the small table by the window, there were even two intertwined glass cups.
Xiao Wu, holding her clothes, chuckled before entering the bathroom, "Brother Yuan, don't peek~."
Xu Yuan watched Xiao Wu's retreating figure as she entered the bathroom, shaking his head helplessly.
He walked to the bed and sat down. The mattress sank slightly, carrying a faint scent of roses.
The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, mixed with Xiao Wu's humming, as light and cheerful as a mountain stream.
"Brother Yuan, pass me the towel~" The bathroom door opened a crack, and a fair hand reached out.
Xu Yuan stood up, picked up the towel draped over the chair back, and handed it over.
Xiao Wu thanked him and closed the door.
Xu Yuan came to the window, looking at the scenery outside, feeling a little puzzled.
Why would Tang Hao let Xiao Wu follow him?
One must know that Xiao Wu is a 100,000-year Spirit Beast. A Titled Douluo with a 100,000-year spirit ring and Spirit Bone has a huge power gap compared to one without them.
"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Wu walked out wrapped in a bathrobe, water dripping from her hair, and a rose petal still clinging to the end of her locks.
Xiao Wu leaned close to Xu Yuan, following his gaze out the window, "Are you looking at the stars?"
"Hmm." Xu Yuan turned his head.
Xiao Wu's bathrobe collar was loose, revealing her slender collarbone, with a petal clinging to her skin like a dab of rouge. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he averted his gaze, "Get some rest early, we still have to travel tomorrow."
"Got it." But Xiao Wu didn't move. Instead, she stood on tiptoe and leaned close to his ear, her breath moist with water vapor, "Brother Yuan, thank you for today."
The warm breath brushed his ear, and Xu Yuan's body stiffened.
Immediately after, Xiao Wu kissed Xu Yuan's face.
The God King Tang San in the Sea of Spirit couldn't accept this scene.
This was his wife, and her first kiss was actually given to Xu Yuan.
Xu Yuan hadn't recovered yet when Xiao Wu was already smiling and running towards the bed, lifting the quilt and burrowing in, only her eyes visible as she looked at him: "I'll sleep on the inside, you sleep on the outside, okay?"
Xu Yuan, having come back to his senses, smiled and walked towards the bed... The next day, morning.
After Xu Yuan and Xiao Wu finished breakfast, they took a carriage to leave Suotuo City for Heaven Dou City.
Seeing that Zhao Wuji hadn't come, Xu Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He estimated that Zhao Wuji was probably playing in some brothel and didn't know that Dai Mubai had been beaten.
If Zhao Wuji had come, he would have been 100% beaten by Zhao Wuji.
But thankfully, the other party didn't come.
As the carriage drove out of Suotuo City, the morning sun was rising above the city walls, casting golden light on the dust stirred up by the wheels.
Xiao Wu leaned by the carriage window, a blade of grass in her mouth, watching the fields outside the city rapidly recede. Suddenly remembering something, she poked Xu Yuan's arm: "Brother Yuan, were you preoccupied last night?"
Xu Yuan was resting with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he opened his eyes: "No."
"Liar." Xiao Wu pouted, "You stared blankly out the window for a long time, and you were frowning. Do you think I'm a bother following you?"
Xu Yuan looked at Xiao Wu's bright eyes and shook his head: "No bother."
Xu Yuan paused, then added, "Having you around is pretty good."
Xiao Wu froze for a moment, then her cheeks flushed, and she quickly turned her head to look out the window, though her earlobes quietly turned red.
The carriage fell silent, with only the sound of the wheels rolling and Xiao Wu occasionally stealing glances at Xu Yuan.
After half a day's journey, the Coachman found a spot to stop and began to eat lunch.
Xu Yuan and Xiao Wu sat by the carriage, eating the dry rations they had prepared.
"Brother Yuan, someone is running towards us," Xiao Wu noticed a person rapidly approaching them in the distance and said to Xu Yuan beside her.
Xu Yuan heard this and looked in the direction Xiao Wu was watching, seeing an unexpected arrival.
It was actually her.Chapter 37: God King Tang San, You're Not Right
The person running towards them was a young girl.
The girl had long black hair cascading over her shoulders, fair skin, and an exceptionally voluptuous and fiery figure that didn't match her age.
The expression on her face was very cold, a chill that came from deep within, a pure coldness.
The newcomer was none other than Zhu Zhuqing.
God King Tang San was surprised to sense a significant amount of Origin on Zhu Zhuqing's body; he truly hadn't expected her to also possess his Origin.
The amount was substantial, equivalent to one-tenth of what Tang San himself had.
It's worth noting that the Origin Yu Xiaogang possessed was only half of Tang San's.
Every time Xu Yuan defeated Tang San, he would have Xu Yuan humiliate Yu Xiaogang, thereby obtaining the Origin and Luck from Yu Xiaogang.
Now, Yu Xiaogang already hated Xu Yuan to the bone, wishing he could cut Xu Yuan into a thousand pieces.
All these things were done by Xu Yuan; they had nothing to do with him, the pure and innocent God King Tang San.
One thing about Yu Xiaogang that surprised him was that Yu Xiaogang had quite a bit of Luck.
However, while Tang San's Luck could be called the Luck of Heaven and Earth, Yu Xiaogang's Luck could be described as romantic Luck.
God King Tang San finally understood why Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong both loved Yu Xiaogang to the point of madness.
He truly hadn't understood before why Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong would like Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang's looks weren't particularly high; they could only be described as average.
His knowledge was indeed higher than others', but Bibi Dong was the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall at the time.
The Spirit Hall had many knowledgeable people; Bibi Dong couldn't have not met them, let alone young, handsome, and knowledgeable individuals.
As for Liu Erlong, it could be considered love that grew over time, but for her to never forget Yu Xiaogang was very strange.
After all, Yu Xiaogang ran away during their wedding, leaving Liu Erlong alone.
At the time, Liu Erlong was heartbroken over this for a long time and even slaughtered a Soul Hunting Forest. Normally, she should have come to hate Yu Xiaogang or her feelings should have faded.
But even after decades apart, Liu Erlong still loved Yu Xiaogang to the point of madness, which was very problematic.
The romantic Luck on Yu Xiaogang's body explained clearly why Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong loved him to the point of madness.
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, God King Tang San suddenly had an idea.
Maybe... have Xu Yuan take Zhu Zhuqing?
It wasn't for himself, but for Zhu Zhuqing's own good.
Currently, Tang San still had quite a bit of Luck and Origin, but compared to before, it was completely insufficient.
It was impossible for Tang San to go to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Without the help of Immortal Herbs, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing might very well be killed by Dai Weisi and others in the future.
Rather than letting Zhu Zhuqing go to Shrek Academy, it would be better to have her follow Xu Yuan.
"????"
Hearing God King Tang San's inner thoughts, Xu Yuan only found it absurd.
Bro, are you really Tang San?
Xu Yuan truly felt this Tang San wasn't the God King Tang San he remembered.
God King Tang San might not be great, but he wouldn't be interested in his brother's wife.
These inner thoughts made even Xu Yuan, who always considered himself shameless, feel ashamed.
Seeing Xu Yuan and the others, Zhu Zhuqing seemed to see hope and quickly ran towards them.
Seeing this situation, Xu Yuan used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to charge towards those assassins.
First Spirit Ability: Life Entanglement
Several jade-colored Blue Silver Emperors burst from the ground, coiling like agile jade snakes around the ankles of the two foremost assassins.
The surface of the Blue Silver Emperors shimmered with fine golden light, tightening rapidly upon contact with the assassins. Small white flowers quietly bloomed on the vines, emitting a faint fragrance.
The two assassins felt their ankles tighten, their internal spirit power subtly draining, and their minds inexplicably dazed, causing their steps to falter.
Seizing this momentary opening, Xu Yuan drew his dagger and closed in.
The assassin entangled by the Blue Silver Emperor was still dazed from the spirit power loss when his throat was precisely slit. Blood gushed out, and he collapsed without even a scream.
The other assassin had just broken free from the Blue Silver Emperor's bindings when Xu Yuan closed in, stabbing the dagger into his heart with a clean, decisive motion.
Warm blood splattered on Xu Yuan's sleeve, but he seemed oblivious, turning to face the oncoming assassins.
The two assassins charging next flashed fierce looks in their eyes, simultaneously releasing their Spirit Abilities.
One transformed his hand into sharp wolf claws, bringing a foul wind straight for Xu Yuan's face, while the other spat several dark green poison needles, blocking all of Xu Yuan's escape routes.
"Second Spirit Skill: Jade Protection!" Xu Yuan shouted lowly.
A layer of shimmering green light suddenly appeared, enveloping Xu Yuan's body.
The claws struck the light shield with a dull thud, while the poison needles hit the light barrier and dissipated into specks of cold Qi, absorbed entirely by the shield.
Even more peculiar, the force of the attack flowed along the shield, turning into threads of warmth that surged into Xu Yuan's body, sweeping away the fatigue from the earlier fight.
"What kind of Spirit Ability is this?!" the assassin exclaimed in shock and anger, preparing to attack again.
But Xu Yuan's figure flickered, already closing in.
The dagger in his hand gleamed with a cold light, tracing a tricky arc in the sunlight.
The assassin with wolf claws had just retracted his attack when his vision blurred, and a piercing chill spread from his neck.
Warm blood then poured down his collar, and a suffocating sensation instantly gripped his throat.
His eyes widened, as if unable to believe he was dying like this, his body already falling backward uncontrollably.
On the other side, the assassin spitting poison needles saw his companion killed and quickly used his Second Spirit Skill.
Dark green mist rose around him, sweeping towards Xu Yuan like a tidal wave, filling the air with a pungent, foul smell.
"Is that all?"
Xu Yuan stepped back a few paces, firing a Sleeve Arrow at the assassin's vital spot.
The sharp whistle of the Sleeve Arrow cutting through the air almost coincided with Xu Yuan's words.
The short arrow was extremely fast, accurately piercing through the dark green mist and heading straight for the assassin's vital spot.
"You..." the assassin tried to say something but only coughed up a mouthful of black blood.
His body suddenly fell backward, twitched a few times on the ground, and then fell silent.
The dark green mist, losing its spirit power support, quickly dissipated into the air, leaving only a mess on the ground.
Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, thinking Xu Yuan was truly impressive.
Xu Yuan approached Zhu Zhuqing, took out a bottle of medicine, and said, "Apply this medicine; it will help your wounds heal."
Zhu Zhuqing looked down at the cut on her arm, left by a glancing blow from an assassin's blade, with blood still slowly seeping out.
"Thank you."
"It was nothing."
Xu Yuan withdrew his hand, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding mess.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Xu Yuan and introduced herself, "I'm Zhu Zhuqing. What's your nameChapter 38: Yu Xiaogang Gets Beaten Up
"Xu Yuan," Xu Yuan responded succinctly, his gaze already turning toward the carriage. "This isn't a safe place to linger. Come with us, let's leave here first."
"Alright," Zhu Zhuqing didn't ask further questions and quickly followed.
Given the current situation, if she didn't follow Xu Yuan, she would likely be killed.
Xiao Wu approached and greeted her: "Hello, I'm Xiao Wu, Wu as in dance."
Zhu Zhuqing paused slightly in her steps, looking at Xiao Wu who had bounced over, and said calmly, "Zhu Zhuqing."
Xiao Wu, however, paid no mind to Zhu Zhuqing's aloofness, pulling her by the arm toward the carriage: "Zhuqing, don't be so serious."
The two girls entered the carriage separately. Xu Yuan waited for them to board before following inside.
The Coachman, having just experienced the earlier incident, didn't dare to rest here and hurriedly drove the carriage away.
Meanwhile, on the road to Suotuo City.
Yu Xiaogang was riding in a fairly decent carriage, heading toward Suotuo City.
"Xu Yuan, you're just lucky. After Spirit Masters reach the age of 12, their cultivation speed slows down significantly," Yu Xiaogang said through gritted teeth as he watched the scenery outside.
Over the past six years, every time Xu Yuan defeated Tang San, he would say that what Yu Xiaogang taught was flawed.
This made him extremely dissatisfied, but after being brutally beaten, he began to hate Xu Yuan.
If Xu Yuan had become his disciple, he wouldn't have had Tang San challenge Xu Yuan, he wouldn't have been inexplicably beaten up by others afterward, and he certainly wouldn't have become a eunuch.
The carriage suddenly jolted, causing Yu Xiaogang to bump against the wall, a dull pain spreading across his forehead.
He covered his forehead, his eyes growing increasingly sinister.
Yu Xiaogang knew that his current strength was insufficient to contend with Xu Yuan, so he could only place all his hopes on Tang San.
"Tang San's twin spirits, along with the cultivation plan I tailored for him—as long as he follows it step by step, surpassing Xu Yuan is only a matter of time," Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions. "When that time comes, I'll make sure everyone knows that my theories are the truth of the Spirit Master's world!"
Outside the window, the sky gradually darkened as the carriage entered a dense forest.
Yu Xiaogang pulled aside the carriage curtain, watching the deepening dusk, and a sense of unease suddenly rose in his heart.
He always felt that Xu Yuan wasn't as simple as he appeared on the surface, especially with his Blue Silver Grass Spirit and those combat techniques, which didn't seem like something an ordinary youth could possess.
"No, impossible," Yu Xiaogang immediately dismissed the thought. "He must have encountered some kind of fortuitous opportunity to progress so rapidly. Such forced growth inevitably leads to an unstable Foundation, and problems will arise sooner or later."
Despite this, Yu Xiaogang's heart felt as if it were weighed down by a stone, heavy and oppressive.
"Whoa—"
The Coachman abruptly pulled on the reins, and the carriage screeched to a sudden halt.
Yu Xiaogang stumbled, nearly falling from his seat, and the anger he had just suppressed instantly flared up: "What's going on?!"
The Coachman tremblingly lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, and the scene outside caused Yu Xiaogang's pupils to contract sharply.
Seven or eight Bandits armed with knives and axes blocked the road, each with a fierce glare. The leader, a burly man with a vicious scar on his face, held a Ghost-head knife that gleamed coldly in the dusk.
"This mountain was opened by me, these trees were planted by me!" The Scarface grinned, revealing yellowed and blackened teeth. "If you wish to pass through here, leave your toll!"
Yu Xiaogang's heart instantly sank.
He had no combat ability whatsoever and was completely incapable of dealing with these people.
However, he could leverage his Spirit Grandmaster strength to bluff his way through.
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the panic in his heart, straightened his clothes, and stepped down from the carriage with feigned composure.
He knew this was his only chance.
"How dare you!" Yu Xiaogang growled.
spirit power surged abruptly, and two spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, emitting a faint glow in the dusk.
Although this spirit ring configuration was negligible in the eyes of true powerhouses, it held sufficient intimidation in front of these ordinary Bandits.
Sure enough, the Bandits' expressions changed drastically, their grips on their weapons tightening.
The Scarface's pupils contracted, and he instinctively took half a step back.
A Spirit Master! And a two-ring Spirit Grandmaster at that!
They usually bullied ordinary people—when had they ever seen a Spirit Master in action?
For a moment, they were too frightened to move.
The Coachman watched in stunned silence, never expecting this theoretical master to actually possess some real strength.
Feeling slightly reassured, Yu Xiaogang wore an arrogant expression and slowly strode forward: "Mere Bandits dare to block my path? Do you know who I am?"
Yu Xiaogang deliberately released the oppressive aura of a Spirit Master, his gaze sweeping over the group like lightning: "If you know what's good for you, scram immediately, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The Bandits exchanged glances, clearly intimidated.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang felt an immense satisfaction—it was the first time he had experienced such a feeling.
A younger Bandit tugged at the Scarface's sleeve and whispered, "Boss, he's a Grandmaster Spirit... Should we retreat?"
The Scarface gritted his teeth, about to nod.
Suddenly, an uncertain voice rang out from the crowd: "Wait... this guy looks familiar..."
It was a One-eyed bandit who spoke. Squinting his remaining eye, he stared intently at Yu Xiaogang's face, then suddenly slapped his thigh: "I remember now! Isn't this that so-called useless theoretical master?"
"Useless theoretical master?" The Scarface was taken aback, his gaze returning to Yu Xiaogang with a scrutinizing look.
Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat, his arrogant expression freezing instantly as he shouted sternly, "Don't talk nonsense! I am Yu Xiaogang, the theoretical master certified by the Spirit Hall! How dare you slander me!"
The One-eyed bandit chuckled darkly, gripping his axe as he charged toward Yu Xiaogang.
The moment the One-eyed bandit's axe came whistling down, Yu Xiaogang was scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. He turned to flee but tripped over a stone underfoot, falling hard to the ground.
Before he could get up, the One-eyed bandit had already pounced, grabbing him by the collar and yanking him up like a chick, then punching him hard in the face.
"Still a theoretical master? I'll show you a master!" The dull pain from the punch made Yu Xiaogang see stars.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang so easily defeated, the Scarface's earlier apprehension vanished. He waved his hand: "Brothers, beat him up! This old fool actually tried to bluff us!"
The Bandits swarmed forward, their fists and feet raining down on Yu Xiaogang like a storm.
Yu Xiaogang curled up on the ground, covering his head with his hands, still shouting futilely: "I'm with the Spirit Hall! How dare you hit me?!"
"The Spirit Hall? I'd even dare to curse the emperor!" A Bandit kicked him. "Still a theoretical master? More like a beating master!"
Yu Xiaogang's shouts were soon drowned out by the denser sounds of punches and kicks