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Star Luo Empire.
An ancient and magnificent palace stood silently, its vermillion gates heavy with history. On the ancestral altar within the main hall, a soul plaque near the center suddenly shattered into pieces.
(Author's Note: Don't say Soul Land is too "low-level" for soul plaques; just consider this a world-building setting of mine. After all, it's a fantasy world—otherwise, a clan wouldn't even know when their members die.)
"Who is it?! Who dares to move against a consecrated expert of our Star Luo Empire!"
Forest, forty miles outside Suotuo City.
The ice-blue blade pressed against Zhu Zhuyun's throat. Her pupils constricted in shock; she couldn't believe her situation.
"You're an interesting girl, having a Soul Emperor guarding you from the shadows. Too bad for him, he ran into me," Fu Ye said calmly. He had sensed the hidden expert long ago, though Zhu Zhuyun's expression suggested she had no idea she was being monitored.
"Dai Davis..." she whispered. Even with a sword at her throat, her mind raced. She didn't have the authority to command a Soul Emperor; the only person who could have sent one to watch her was her fiancé, Davis.
"Senior, can you spare her life?" Zhu Zhuqing spoke up. Regardless of their feud, this was her biological sister. She couldn't watch her die.
"Spare her so she can go back and call for reinforcements? Don't be naive, little girl." Fu Ye might believe Zhuyun didn't truly want to kill her sister, but letting her go was out of the question.
Thud. Zhu Zhuyun suddenly fell to her knees, the icy tip of the sword drawing a thin red line on her throat. "Please, Senior, don't kill me. I... I can give you everything I have."
She was young; she didn't want to die. Fu Ye scanned her figure. Truth be told, because Zhu Zhuyun was already an adult, her curves were even more developed than Zhu Zhuqing's.
[Item: Special Grade (Soul Saint) Slave Mark]Effect: Can control all actions of the enslaved. | Price: 0.
Fu Ye checked his system mall. He wasn't a villain, but he needed a guarantee. Sensing his scrutinizing gaze, Zhu Zhuyun looked up with her dark, bright eyes. "Yes. Everything."
Ten minutes later, Rose Hotel.
"Two rooms."
Fu Ye noted that the hotel had a new owner. After the mess he made two years ago, Flender's "brothers" had likely made life miserable for the previous boss. The place looked the same, but the staff had been completely replaced.
"Sir, we only have—" Thud. "I said two rooms, so give me two rooms."
Fu Ye tossed a heavy bag of about a thousand Gold Spirit Coins onto the counter.
"Certainly, sir! Here are your keys. The rooms are right next to each other." The manager's eyes nearly popped out seeing the two beauties behind Fu Ye, but he maintained his professionalism, looking toward the door for the next "guests."
"Purple Mist and Orange Dream? Still using those interesting names," Fu Ye remarked, looking at the keycards. He felt a bit nostalgic; two years ago, he had turned Dai Mubai from a White Tiger into a beaten dog right here.
CRASH!!!!
The glass doors were kicked open with immense force.
"Manager! I just heard you gave my Purple Mist room to someone else?! Didn't I tell you that's my exclusive suite!"
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A young man with stubble and messy, fading blond hair walked in, flanked by two pretty girls. It was none other than the "Prince" himself—Dai Mubai!
Since being crippled by Fu Ye two years ago, he had completely spiraled. He couldn't beat his older brother or sister, and after spending nearly two years recovering, he had simply "laid flat." His spirit power had stagnated at Level 31, and even his martial soul felt like it had slightly regressed.
"Young Master Dai, you're mistaken! Your annual booking is for Rippling Blue and Green Pond. You only stayed in Purple Mist once, six months ago!"
Fu Ye and the Zhu sisters were facing away from Dai Mubai. At the sound of his voice, Zhu Zhuqing's delicate frame began to tremble. Her sister, Zhu Zhuyun, also recognized the voice immediately.
This was Dai Mubai! The man Zhu Zhuqing had waited five years for in the Star Luo Empire! The prince she had risked her life to find!
At that moment, Dai Mubai noticed the two silhouettes in front of him. Even without seeing their faces, his "ten years of experience" told him these two were top-tier. Judging by their figures, they were likely a pair of "Sister Flowers." Comparing them to the two girls in his arms, his current company felt like trash.
His greedy mind began to whirl. He hadn't managed to get those beauties two years ago—surely he wouldn't be that unlucky again! The guy with his back turned didn't look special; probably just a wealthy merchant.
"Hey! Kid! I advise you to hand over those two sisters to me. Otherwise, don't blame your Grandpa Dai for being rude!"
Zhu Zhuqing: (=ω=)m Zhu Zhuyun: (=ω=)m Fu Ye: o(一︿一+)o