Hearing Dai Mubai say this, even Lin Xian gave him a second look.
This guy really could be ruthless when he wanted something.
"That night, when I was facing a life-and-death situation, I felt the stars shining brighter than ever. An inexplicable power descended and caused my Spirit to transform."
Zhu Zhuqing didn't lie—she simply left out Lin Xian's role in it.
"Fine. I've told you everything. Remember what you said. From now on, you walk your road, and I'll walk mine. Live however you want—but don't come bother us again."
"Understood."
After getting what he wanted, Dai Mubai's expression darkened.
This method… was impossible to replicate.
A life-and-death breakthrough? One wrong step meant death. He couldn't risk that.
No one is truly unafraid of death—especially those with power. The more they have, the more they fear losing it.
Just then, a purple card dropped beside him.
Clearly, today's emotional turmoil had reached a peak.
Lin Xian stepped forward.
"Get lost. You're not welcome here."
Dai Mubai took two steps back, glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, then at Lin Xian, before fixing his gaze on Zhu Zhuqing again.
"You choosing him… is a mistake."
"Just because he saved you doesn't mean you had to give yourself to him."
"I'll wait. I'll wait for the day you regret this. I'll wait for you to come beg me!"
"Hahaha!"
He turned and walked away, trying to look composed.
"Second Spirit Ability: Starry Sky Binding."
Before he could get far, Lin Xian's control skill struck.
Dai Mubai slammed face-first into the ground.
"AHHH! White Tiger Possession!"
"Third Spirit Ability: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
But even with his third Spirit Ability, he couldn't break free.
The binding continued draining his spirit power relentlessly.
That was the terror of a control-type Spirit Master—once caught, escape was difficult.
"You're despicable!"
Lin Xian laughed lightly.
"You were pretty arrogant just now. Go on—bark some more."
"First Spirit Ability: White Tiger Barrier!"
"Second Spirit Ability: White Tiger Light Wave!"
With all his buffs activated, Dai Mubai unleashed a burst of power, finally breaking free.
But the backlash and energy drain left him staggering.
At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing moved, appearing beside Lin Xian.
Her stance made one thing clear—if a fight broke out, she would stand with Lin Xian without hesitation.
"Hmph! I'll remember today's humiliation!"
Dai Mubai staggered away, unwilling to stay any longer.
Only then did Lin Xian check the purple card.
[Privacy Recorder (2 uses)]
Effect: Locks onto a space within 100 km and records it in all directions without blind spots. Undetectable. Duration: up to 10 minutes.
Note: Each recording can be viewed only three times before being destroyed.
Seeing this, countless ideas flashed through Lin Xian's mind.
Omnidirectional recording… undetectable…
Could it be used for—
No.
Even he had limits.
Peeking at someone bathing? That crossed a line.
Still… he already had plans for both uses.
After the incident, the two cleaned up their room—just enough to make it look livable.
Then Lin Xian casually summoned the Yuehai Cottage.
Compared to that shabby wooden hut, this was practically paradise.
Zhu Zhuqing had no intention of staying in the dorm either.
Once you've lived well, it's hard to go back to worse.
Why suffer needlessly?
After such a long day—fights, drama, and entertainment—Lin Xian felt exhausted.
Perfect time to rest.
After all… he was already quite used to "cultivating" while holding Zhu Zhuqing.
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Night fell. The wind howled softly.
Zhao Wuji was sleeping soundly in his room.
Though he had been beaten up by the "little monsters" during the day, it was nothing serious—just a bruised ego.
Suddenly—
A chilling aura filled the air.
Violent. Oppressive. Killing intent.
Zhao Wuji's eyes snapped open.
"Zhao Wuji… come to the back mountain."
The voice echoed directly in his mind.
Majestic. Unquestionable.
Refusal didn't feel like an option.
Suppressing his unease, he headed out.
Soon, he arrived at the back mountain of Shrek Academy.
There, on a tree branch, stood a man in black.
No… not standing.
Floating.
With a surge of spirit power, spirit rings rose beneath his feet:
Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red.
Nine rings.
Titled Douluo.
Zhao Wuji's legs trembled.
A being at the peak of all Spirit Masters.
"May I ask which senior this is…?"
"I'm not here to chat," the man replied coldly. "I'm here to spar."
"S-spar? How could I possibly—"
The man cut him off with a snort.
"When you bullied those kids today, didn't you enjoy it? Now it's my turn."
He paused slightly.
"Since you're already here… come out. One or two—it makes no difference."
A figure appeared beside Zhao Wuji.
"Greetings, Your Majesty of the Clear Sky."
Flender bowed deeply.
Zhao Wuji's heart sank.
Clear Sky…
That title alone said everything.
"Your Majesty… I don't understand what I did wrong…"
"Do I need to explain?" the man said coldly. "You hit the young. So the old has come."
"Don't worry. I won't use my Spirit."
Flender had already retreated far away.
Zhao Wuji, however…
Was about to be beaten.
And neither of them knew—
In the darkness, within that very space…
An invisible eye was watching.
Recording everything.
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