*Note: please comment and give me a review, it's free and it will help me a lot, thanks.
An a few power stones if you want, It will be good too, tkanks :)
...
Almost every bone in Dai Mubai's body had been shattered by Fu Ye's brutal slams. At this moment, even the act of screaming in pain caused his fractured bones to shift and grind against each other.
Crack, crack...
Fu Ye stepped on the youth's arm without a shred of mercy. The sound of bone being crushed underfoot was strangely melodic to his ears.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!"
After methodically systematically crushing almost every bone in the blonde's body as if he were playing with a toy, Fu Ye finally nodded in satisfaction. By now, Dai Mubai had been tormented to his last breath.
With nearly every bone broken, even if Shrek Academy had a Food-type Soul Saint, it would take him at least half a year to fully recover. Furthermore, after losing those essences, his martial soul had already begun to degenerate. Now, his spirit could very well be renamed; instead of the White Tiger, it was more of a "Heterochromatic White Dog."
Breaking through to become a Soul Elder in the future might be possible, but if he wanted to reach the level of Soul Ancestor or Soul King, he would likely have to spend the rest of his life struggling for even a glimpse of progress. Of course, that was assuming he lived to old age—after all, his brother, Davis, was hardly someone who played fair.
"I'll let you live this time, provided you can actually survive the night," Fu Ye said. He "kindly" used the sole of his shoe to wipe off some dust from Dai Mubai's clothes before walking back to Xiao Wu and Wu Ling with a light step.
"Let's go. We have a long journey ahead of us tomorrow." Fu Ye pinched the noses of the two girls.
"Pfft, Brother Fu Ye is way too kind. Scum like him should just be trampled to death!" Xiao Wu stuck out her pink tongue. If Fu Ye hadn't stepped in, she would have made sure that brat suffered a much grimmer fate.
"Yeah, Master is right. Brother Fu Ye, why don't you let Wu Ling finish him off?" Wu Ling suddenly pulled out a dagger that shimmered with a cold, lethal glint.
She despised trash who kidnapped girls. Back in Nuoding City, if Xiao Chenyu and his group hadn't had noble backing, she would have dealt with them long ago.
"Be good and listen to your grandmaster. We'll leave him his pathetic life for now."
While he could kill Dai Mubai whenever he pleased, where was the fun in that? True torment lay in crushing one's spirit. Dai Mubai liked other people's fiancées? What a coincidence—so did he!
It wasn't that Fu Ye looked down on the act of taking someone's fiancée; he simply despised Dai Mubai's lack of principles—playing with women and then discarding them, or using brute force to threaten and occupy them. To Fu Ye, such behavior was utterly contemptible.
(Author's Note: Let me explain again—the protagonist has never used his strength to force any of the heroines (with the exception of Ah Yin); they will all eventually become his wives. Meanwhile, Dai Mubai is the type who plays with them and throws them away. This author really isn't a double-standard hypocrite!)
"Hmph, he got off easy!"
With those words, Xiao Wu tossed a blue key to Fu Ye and then pulled Wu Ling away...
Wait, what?
"Xiao Wu isn't happy today, so she won't be sleeping with Brother Fu Ye." With that, she dragged Wu Ling up the stairs, while little Wu Ling gave Fu Ye a small wave over her shoulder.
Fu Ye: ("▔□▔)
BANG!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Fu Ye delivered a sharp kick that sent the broken Dai Mubai flying straight out the front door.
CLANG!!!
The trash can across the street was knocked askew by the impact. Fortunately, the garbage spilled all over Dai Mubai, saving the sanitation workers a second cleanup.
Dai Mubai, who had still been conscious, was kicked so hard that the pain finally knocked him out. Fu Ye didn't care whether he lived or died. He could live in misery or die in shame; though staying alive was preferred—after all, the feeling of stealing Zhu Zhuqing away right in front of him would surely be quite exquisite.
He turned and headed upstairs. Fu Ye was in a foul mood. He could have had a wonderful night, but it had been ruined by that bastard Dai Mubai.
Less than two and a half minutes later, two youths—one fat and one lean—emerged from a hotel at the corner, illuminated by flickering red, blue, and purple lights.
"Oscar, I treated you this time! Next time it's your turn!"
"Cough, you know my sausage business hasn't been great lately. But whenever you come by, I'll give you as many sausages as you can eat!"
These were none other than Ma Hongjun and Oscar from the original records. At such a young age, instead of cultivating, they spent their time wandering through brothels.
"You're trying to bluff me? With those sausages of yours—holy crap! Is that Dai Mubai lying in the trash?!" Ma Hongjun pointed toward the trash cans as if he had seen a ghost.
"Huh? What the—it really is him!"
After confirming it was indeed Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Oscar exchanged a look.
"Should we help him? He bullies us every day."
"He does, but we're classmates after all."
"So?"
"Let's go back and tell the Dean. We don't have the money for his medical bills anyway."
"Agreed!"
Meanwhile, in a small forest halfway to Suotuo City, Tang Chuan was currently tied between two trees, his clothes in tatters. The binding method wasn't quite a "tortoise bond," but it wasn't far off.
Three wretched-looking thugs were working up a sweat, while three others waited nearby with eager, predatory eyes.
"Hey! Number Two, hurry up! It's been half an hour already!"
"Almost, almost! What's the rush!"
Tang Chuan's eyes were filled with fury, but his Spirit Power had been sealed by this group of bandits. His hidden weapons and his Twenty-Four Moonlight Bridges had all been taken. His eyes were bloodshot with rage.
"Mghhh... mghhh..."
With a foul-smelling sock stuffed in his mouth, he could only let out muffled groans.
"By the way, where did Sixth, Second, and Big Brother go? They're usually the most eager ones." The fourth-ranked thug asked curiously.
"No idea. I think they went toward Nuoding City. Probably looking for that old man Falos."
Listening to the thugs, a tear finally escaped the corner of Tang Chuan's eye. He hated this!
In Nuoding City, inside the dormitory of Nuoding Academy, Falos had finally collapsed into a deep sleep, exhausted. Yu Xiaogang was left alone in the corner of the bed, sobbing quietly.
"Little Chuan... my Little Chuan, where did you go? Please come back... (whispering softly)"
As Yu Xiaogang sat there grieving over Tang Chuan's day-long disappearance, he was unaware of three large, shadowed figures with vacant eyes appearing behind him.
Thud!
After a dull impact, there was the sound of rustling footsteps. Finally, everything returned to silence as the window was slowly closed.
Back in Suotuo City, fifteen minutes later at the Rose Hotel.
A stern-faced middle-aged man who looked like a shrewd merchant arrived at Dai Mubai's side with incredible speed. Behind him, seven spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—symbolized his status as a Soul Saint.
As he inspected Dai Mubai's injuries and aura, his pupils constricted violently.
"Who did this?! Who dared to lay such a ruthless hand on my student!!!"