"Xiao Wu,"
Tang San instinctively turned around and called out to Xiao Wu, his body just happened to be facing away from Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai's tiger claws, which had originally been aimed at Tang San's chest, instantly changed direction and went for his back, especially the center of his back. If those claws landed,
Tang San could be seriously injured, which would severely affect his ability to fight later.
His tiger claws moved downwards, aiming for Tang San's butt.
This was one of the most solid parts of the human body,
and also the place he loved to attack the most during a fight.
The tiger claw lashed out, instantly shredding Tang San's pants.
Although Tang San hadn't used his first soul skill, Fierce Strike, that didn't stop the release of his pent-up gas.
Ye Fan and Xiao Wu had just left the Rose Hotel.
The next second,
BOOM!
A huge noise erupted from within. The Rose Hotel's massive sign collapsed instantly. At the same time, all the windows shattered. Thick yellow smoke billowed out.
If it had been white smoke, one might have thought the Rose Hotel was on fire.
Tang San hadn't forgotten to eat plenty of white radishes these past few years, so his flatulence was quite potent.
Following that, the twin sisters screamed and ran out as fast as they could.
Their clothes were disheveled, and their eyes lit up the instant they saw Ye Fan.
"Can we... do it with you..."
"No."
Ye Fan said calmly, and the two people instantly wilted. Xiao Wu immediately felt a thrill of satisfaction.
Inside the Rose Hotel,
Tang San's butt landed precisely on Dai Mubai's face, instantly turning his golden hair yellow.
And a powerful fart is rarely just a fart.
But Dai Mubai showed no disgust.
"That fart of yours is really something,"
"You're quite the practitioner,"
"Others practice their hands, their legs, but you practice this particular area."
"Indeed, there's something special about him."
"I like it."
"I hope the next part is a thrilling battle!"
Dai Mubai grabbed Tang San's neck, and with a "whoosh," Tang San immediately fainted, falling into Dai Mubai's arms.
"Give me the room key,"
Dai Mubai looked at Manager Wang.
Manager Wang glanced at Dai Mubai and then at Tang San. He swallowed hard and handed over the room key.
Dai Mubai was taking Tang San to his exclusive battleground.
He glanced at the man coldly. "If you dare to speak a word of this, then you can forget about running the Rose Hotel."
Manager Wang gritted his teeth and punched himself in the nose with his right fist.
Immediately afterward, he swayed and fell to the ground. The employee had already been chased inside by him.
Dai Mubai nodded in satisfaction and led Tang San to the top floor room, the Red Ocean.
When Tang San woke up, he found himself tied up on a huge pink heart-shaped bed. Pale red curtains hung from the ceiling, covering the space above the heart-shaped bed, giving a dreamy, ethereal feeling.
Red rose bedding, pillows with red rose patterns…
Everything had a strong, special feel,
Making blood boil.
It was a completely different feeling being bound here.
"What's going on?"
"Wasn't I just fighting that Dai Mubai?"
"How did I end up here?"
Footsteps echoed.
Through the pale red curtains, he could see a tall man approaching.
He seemed to be wearing a white bathrobe around his waist, as if he had just finished showering.
The pale red curtains were opened.
Tang San was stunned.
Dai Mubai?
Dai Mubai slowly untied his towel.
Tang San's body trembled violently.
"What are you doing?"
Dai Mubai gave a wicked smile.
"We're both soul masters,"
"You're one of the few opponents I've found."
"It's been a long time since I've had a good, satisfying fight."
"He really knows his stuff!"
"Ah!"
[The plot has been successfully modified. Dai Mubai and Tang San had a thrilling battle in a different way, making Dai Mubai take Tang San very seriously.]
[Reward: Soul power consumption for releasing soul skills is reduced by ten percent.]
Ye Fan was looking for a new hotel with Xiao Wu when the system's voice suddenly rang out.
A smile couldn't help but spread across his face.
Reducing the soul power consumption for releasing soul skills by ten percent was a significant enhancement for someone like him, who needed to release a large number of soul skills to be effective in battle.
If releasing a skill required ten points of soul power, and the original one hundred points of soul power could only release ten soul skills, then now he could release eleven.
Moreover, this increased proportionally, and it would only become more powerful later.
"Tang San should thank me, right?"
Ye Fan murmured to himself. This was naturally because he had changed the word "battle" to "love."
The power of love truly was intoxicating.
"Let's go check out that place,"
Ye Fan glanced to the side, at the Qiyue Hotel.
"Okay!"
Xiao Wu happily agreed.
The hotel owner looked like a bit of a thug. He glanced at Xiao Wu a few times, but seeing Ye Fan with her, he didn't cause any trouble.
The two of them quickly checked in.
The room was ordinary, with a bed, bedside tables on either side, and a bathroom.
Xiao Wu specifically requested a double bed, reasoning that since they were going to sleep with Ye Fan in her arms anyway, it was better to have a double bed than a single bed.
A day passed, and Ye Fan spent it all in cultivation.
The next morning, Xiao Wu couldn't contain herself any longer and begged Ye Fan to take her out for a stroll.
The two of them slowly walked into the city. Soto City was indeed a city of the main city level. Although it was still morning, it already showed a flourishing scene.
The pace of life in the city was obviously much faster than the leisurely Notting City.
Most of the passers-by had a hurried look about them.
The two of them just wandered around.
"Hey, Ye Fan, look over there."
Xiao Wu suddenly exclaimed, tugging on Ye Fan's arm.
"It seems related to Soul Masters."
Ye Fan looked in the direction she was pointing. He saw a shop not far away. The storefront wasn't large, but the sign hanging above it was different.
It displayed the same markings as the Spirit Hall's third-class token:
Seven Kill Sword, Clear Sky Hammer, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
This should be Flan's black market shop, Ye Fan thought inwardly.
Ye Fan led Xiao Wu towards the shop.
"Let's go take a look."
The two of them slowly approached and easily sensed the fluctuation of soul power, which originated from a Soul Tool.
He had previously received rewards from the system, so he knew quite a lot about Soul Tools. Although the knowledge of how to make them was lost on the Douluo Continent,
Ye Fan could still make them easily.
There was only one person in the shop, and there was no counter in sight.
Some items were hung on the three walls, all of which looked very old, and didn't seem valuable at all.
The only person in the shop was sitting on a wooden recliner, eyes closed, swaying with the chair.
Eagle-nose, shoe-sole face – he looked like a swindler. Ye Fan was also very curious.
Why would Tang San and Flan, two names from different cultures, Eastern and Western, both appear on the Douluo Continent?
What would Flan name his son? Vladimir?
"Fan, are those all Soul Tools inside?"
Xiao Wu asked curiously.
"Mostly,"
Ye Fan glanced around, quickly taking stock of them.
There were two or three offensive Soul Tools, one defensive, and five storage-type ones.
Suddenly,
a piece of crystal caught Ye Fan's attention.
That crystal looked unremarkable, transparent in itself, but with large patches of yellowish impurities inside.
Could this be the Dragon Whisker Needle crystal that Tang San bought in the original story?
(End of Chapter)