*Note: I'm already preparing my own original novel! The world is almost done. I lasted like various week to only construct the world but I almost finished! I'll started to write the novel in a few days. Wait for more news about it!
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On the grand tournament arena, Shui Bing'er led the girls of the Tianshui Team to a crushing, thunderous victory, completely overwhelming another team composed entirely of girls—the Plant Academy Team.
Plant Academy was situated in a prominent second-tier city about four hundred kilometers east of the Heaven Dou Imperial Capital, and their team was widely regarded as the absolute pride of their region.
"Dammit...!"
Yao Zi, the Captain of the Plant Academy Team, was currently half-kneeling on the stone floor, her body completely drained of spirit power. Her beautiful, emerald-green eyes were filled with a mixture of bitter reluctance and deep exhaustion.
"Sister Yao Zi, are you alright?!"
The Vice-Captain, Mu Yunmo, dragged her own bruised and battered body over to her beloved captain. Limping heavily, she carefully and tenderly helped Yao Zi stand up, her face filled with deep concern for her teammate.
Witnessing this touching display of sisterhood, Shui Bing'er and her teammates felt a soft stir of sympathy in their hearts. However, as they were still under the watchful eyes of the entire stadium, they had to maintain the cold, unyielding posture of Tianshui Academy.
"Wu Ling, Yue'er, let's head through the backstage corridor to give them a hand," Shui Bing'er whispered softly, her deep blue eyes shimmering with a gentle, compassionate light. "After all, they are all girls. Having sustained such severe physical trauma, it will be incredibly difficult for them to even walk back to their resting quarters alone."
Shui Bing'er was, at her core, an incredibly kind and pure-hearted girl. Though they were fierce rivals on the combat stage, in their private lives, she believed that girls should always look out for one another.
"Mm-hm! Let's go help them!"
Wu Ling, along with the other six girls, nodded in unison. Their beautiful faces were filled with absolute alignment. With their victory officially declared, they had successfully advanced to the semi-finals of the qualifiers. Turning around, their graceful figures quietly vanished into the shadows of the player tunnel.
Meanwhile, deep within the dim, winding corridor behind the Plant Academy's side of the arena.
The seven girls of the Plant Team were dragging their heavily injured, exhausted bodies around a secluded corner of the stone hallway. However, the moment they turned the corner, their path was abruptly blocked by over a dozen imperial elite guards clad in ominous dark-gold armor, all wielding gleaming, razor-sharp spears.
Standing confidently behind the guards was a young man whose face was twisted into a thoroughly vulgar, lecherous sneer.
"Ladies of the Plant Academy, it seems you have lost your match."
Upon hearing the young man's arrogant voice, two heavily armored guards immediately stepped aside, clearing a path for him. A malicious, thoroughly disgusting grin spread across his face.
Who else could this wretched creature be but the Fourth Prince, Xue Beng?
Seeing the sickeningly depraved expression on his face, Yao Zi felt a profound surge of disgust rise in her chest. However, knowing that they had indeed lost the match, she suppressed her anger and spoke coldly, "We will pay back every single gold coin of the debt we owe you. Now, get out of our way!"
Yao Zi was never a girl with a submissive temper. If it weren't for the fact that they had foolishly lost a heavy gambling contract to this royal trash prior to the tournament, she wouldn't have deigned to utter a single word to this pathetic excuse for a prince!
"Heh, paying back the money? No, no, no. My dear beauties, this Prince never once stated that your failed gambling debt could be wiped clean with mere gold coins."
As he spoke, Xue Beng's filthy, predatory gaze slowly slithered across the bodies of the seven Plant Academy girls, lingering heavily on their slender waists and voluptuous curves.
"You audacious scumbag! Don't you dare!"
Yao Zi's emerald eyes flared with righteous fury. Seeing his disgusting behavior, how could she not realize exactly what foul, depraved thoughts were running through his mind? He didn't want gold; he wanted their very bodies and freedom!
She desperately tried to force her exhausted body to ignite her Spirit, but before she could even summon a spark of power, a freezing, razor-sharp spear tip was instantly pressed firmly against her delicate throat.
In a flash, the remaining six girls of Plant Academy found themselves completely immobilized, the sharp, cold steel of the guards' spears pressed ruthlessly against their porcelain necks.
"Yo, what a fierce little filly. But this Prince loves nothing more than thoroughly taming beautiful, prideful little mares like you. Hahaha!!!"
Xue Beng laughed infamously, stretching out his hand to forcefully grab Yao Zi's chin. However, the only thing that greeted his hand was a fierce mouthful of bloody spit directly to his face.
Yao Zi had sustained heavy internal injuries during her clash with Tianshui, and fueled by her burning rage, she spat blood directly onto the prince's face, covering him in a pungent, crimson spray.
"F***! You court death, you bitch!"
Enraged, Xue Beng violently raised his hand, channeling his spirit power to deliver a brutal, bone-shattering slap directly to Yao Zi's beautiful face. However, just as his hand was a mere inch away from making contact...
HUMMM!
An ultra-thin, flawless wall of crystalline ice materialized out of thin air, instantly separating him from Yao Zi.
Xue Beng's heavy slap slammed violently into the absolute zero surface of the ice wall. The very millisecond his flesh touched the ice, his entire right hand was instantaneously frozen solid. Within three agonizing seconds, the terrifying, absolute-zero frost surged deep into his meridians, completely paralyzing his entire arm and stripping it of all sensation.
Faced with such an abrupt, terrifying anomaly, the highly experienced imperial guards immediately reacted, their eyes scanning the darkness. In an instant, they spotted the graceful, ethereal figures of the Tianshui Team stepping out of the shadows.
The dozen guards instantly split into three tactical squads. One squad maintained their lethal hostage hold on the Plant Academy girls, while the others—
SHING!
Suddenly, a blinding, pitch-black streak of ominous light violently erupted from beneath Shui Bing'er's feet. A freezing, phantom-like wind swept gently across the faces of the Plant Academy girls. In the very next heartbeat, a fountain of hot, steaming crimson fluid sprayed violently across their pale, frightened countenances.
THUD!
THUD!
The heavy, sickening sounds of decapitated bodies crashing to the stone floor echoed rhythmically throughout the dim corridor. In an instant, every single person present completely stopped breathing out of sheer, unadulterated shock.
CLANG!
CRACKLE!
The heavy dark-gold armor clattered uselessly against the stone tiles as the razor-sharp spears slipped from lifeless fingers, clanging onto the ground. The lethal weapons that had been pressed against the throats of the Plant Academy girls dropped away completely.
Right before their eyes, that terrifying streak of absolute darkness—having effortlessly slaughtered over a dozen elite guards in a single microsecond—morphed back into a ball of dark light, returning to nestle perfectly beneath Shui Bing'er's delicate feet at an incomprehensible velocity. It was a absolute protective shadow defense mechanism secretly bestowed upon her by her beloved husband, Fu Ye.
Looking at the sudden, horrific carnage before them, the girls of the Tianshui Team felt a slight, uncomfortable flutter in their delicate stomachs. However, because they had already witnessed Fu Ye ruthlessly executing trash in the past, their profound psychological resilience held firm. Not a single one of them let out a panicked scream. They simply stood elegantly behind their leader, their beautiful eyes filled with absolute composure and total trust in their man's methods.
On the other side, the girls of the Plant Academy were in a state of complete collapse. Aside from their captain, Yao Zi, who managed to barely maintain a shred of stoic composure despite her trembling knees, the rest of the girls—including the Vice-Captain, Mu Yunmo—collapsed entirely onto the floor, paralyzed with pure, unmitigated terror.
"Shui... Shui Bing'er... No! No! Grandfather! Ancestor! I was wrong! I was truly wrong! Don't kill me! Please, I beg of you, spare my life!!!"
At this moment, Prince Xue Beng—who had spent his entire life safely nestled within the imperial palace, abusing his royal status to terrorize the innocent—completely disintegrated into a weeping, pathetic mess. He had never witnessed such raw, instantaneous slaughter in his entire pampered life.
A foul, pungent odor of urine instantly soaked through his luxurious royal robes, spreading across the stone floor. Sensing the disgusting smell, Shui Bing'er, Wu Ling, and the rest of the Tianshui girls simultaneously knit their beautiful brows in deep, absolute loathing.
"Sister Bing'er... do you think Brother Fu Ye will be angry with us for causing such a mess?"
Ning Rongrong glanced at the pile of headless corpses. Although she had grown up in the powerful Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan and had seen her fair share of conflict, the raw, metallic scent of blood still made her delicate stomach feel slightly uneasy. She instinctively wished to be nestled back within the warm, safe embrace of Fu Ye's broad chest.
"It will be fine. Don't worry, Rongrong. Even if Brother Fu Ye decides to scold us, I will personally step forward and take absolute responsibility for everything," Shui Bing'er replied, her voice filled with a calm, older-sister authority that instantly reassured the younger girls.
In reality, Shui Bing'er knew her husband better than anyone. Fu Ye absolutely loathed disgusting, predatory scum like Xue Beng. Even if they hadn't acted, the moment Fu Ye found out this trash was attempting to forcefully enslave innocent girls right under his nose, Xue Beng's fate would have been infinitely more agonizing.
Shui Bing'er slowly walked up to the sobbing prince. Her deep blue eyes were completely devoid of warmth, reflecting a terrifying, freezing aura.
"Speak up, Prince Xue Beng. What exactly were you planning to do just now? Attempting to forcefully kidnap and violate innocent citizens of the empire yet again?"
"I was wrong! I truly am a piece of trash! Please, let your magnificent status overlook my pathetic existence! Spare my wretched life, I—"
Before the sniveling prince could even finish his pathetic plea, the moisture in the air instantaneously condensed. A massive, solid hand of absolute-zero ice manifested out of nothingness and slammed brutally across his face with savage, unyielding power.
SMACK!
CRACK!
The single, devastating strike instantly shattered and knocked out more than half of the teeth Xue Beng had carefully nurtured for over twenty years. A thick, torrential stream of fresh blood and broken ivory violently erupted from his mouth, splattering against the stone wall.
Immediately following that, under the completely stunned, awe-struck gazes of the Plant Academy girls, Shui Bing'er's face remained a mask of flawless, icy justice. Without a single word of mercy, she seamlessly manifested a second colossal hand of freezing ice, raising it high before smashing it ruthlessly down onto the other side of the prince's face!
BANG!