Douluo Dalu: The Path of Abyss

The Encounter at the Rose Hotel

"I said this room is ours. We were here first," Xiao Wu declared firmly.

"So what?" Dai Mubai responded arrogantly, barely glancing at her, his disdain evident.

"It means you need to get lost!" Xiao Wu retorted coldly.

Dai Mubai laughed, his expression filled with derision. "Very bold. Not many dare speak to me like that. Fine, come on! All of you, together. I'll even give you a chance—show me what 'get lost' looks like."

"Let me handle this, Xiao Wu," Tang San said, stepping forward.

Xiao Wu frowned at Tang San, her gaze tinged with disdain. She still held a grudge against him, rooted in his earlier timidity and hesitation in protecting her. However, Tang San saw this as an opportunity to change her impression of him.

"No," Xiao Wu interrupted, stepping ahead of Tang San. "He told me to get lost. I'll show him what that looks like."

With a sharp stomp, three soul rings materialized around Xiao Wu—yellow, purple, and another purple. The vivid colors of her soul rings instantly stunned Dai Mubai.

"Thousand-year soul rings?" Dai Mubai muttered, his confidence visibly shaken.

The standard configuration for soul masters was typically two yellow soul rings at Xiao Wu's level. However, her second and third soul rings were purple, indicating a thousand-year cultivation. Moreover, the rings were marked with multiple purple lines, signifying their strength. Her second ring had four lines, representing a 4,000-year-old soul ring, while her third ring bore eight lines, symbolizing a staggering 8,000-year cultivation.

This extraordinary configuration was due to Xiao Wu's unique nature as a soul beast and the transformative experience she underwent in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. The energy from the celestial treasures had enhanced her soul rings beyond normal limits.

Xiao Wu smirked at Dai Mubai, her eyes gleaming with confidence. "Scared? If you are, you should show me the meaning of 'get lost.'"

Dai Mubai's expression darkened. As the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, retreating was not in his nature. With a roar, pale light surged from his body as his martial spirit activated. His muscles swelled, and three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—emerged at his feet.

"Hmph," Xiao Wu snorted disdainfully. "So, you're just a Rank 37 Soul Elder. Let's fight. If I back down, I wouldn't be called Xiao Wu."

Dai Mubai's lips curled into a sly smile. "Xiao Wu, is it? I am Dai Mubai, Spirit: White Tiger, Rank 37 Battle Soul Elder. Please enlighten me."

"Xiao Wu, Spirit: Soft Bone Rabbit, Rank 33 Battle Soul Master," she replied coolly.

Without hesitation, Xiao Wu activated her Second Soul Skill: Charm. Her second soul ring glowed brilliantly, and her eyes sparkled with pink light. Caught off guard, Dai Mubai froze in place, his expression vacant.

The enhanced control of her 4,000-year soul ring extended the duration and potency of her Charm ability. Seizing the moment, Xiao Wu darted forward, her movements swift and graceful.

"First Soul Skill: Waist Bow!"

With a deft kick, Xiao Wu sent Dai Mubai hurtling backward. The strength of her waist amplified by her first soul skill allowed her to strike with explosive force. Dai Mubai crashed into the wall of the hotel, creating cracks that radiated outward like a spiderweb.

"Done," Xiao Wu declared with a confident smile, brushing her bangs aside. "That's how it's done."

"Master Dai!" the twin sisters accompanying Dai Mubai exclaimed in alarm. They rushed to pull him from the debris.

Gritting his teeth, Dai Mubai glared at Xiao Wu, anger burning in his eyes. After a moment, he turned to leave. "Let's go," he growled.

However, as Dai Mubai attempted to retreat, Tang San stepped forward, using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step to block his path.

"What now?" Dai Mubai demanded.

Tang San's tone was calm but firm. "If we had lost, I'm sure you'd have made us leave in disgrace. Now that you've lost, it's only fair you demonstrate the meaning of 'get lost.'"

"You!" Dai Mubai's anger flared. "Don't push me. If not for her sneak attack, I wouldn't have lost. If you insist on this, I won't hesitate to make you regret it."

"If you want to fight, I'll gladly oblige," Tang San replied, his confidence unwavering.

At that moment, Ye Feng intervened, his calm voice cutting through the tension. "Dai Mubai, you've already lost. There's no need to escalate this further."

Dai Mubai turned to Ye Feng, his expression darkening further when four soul rings appeared beneath Ye Feng's feet—yellow, yellow, purple, and black. The sight of the black, 10,000-year soul ring left Dai Mubai stunned.

"A Soul Ancestor? And a 10,000-year soul ring?" Dai Mubai's voice wavered.

Ye Feng's gaze was steady. "Yes. If you're wise, you'll leave. Consider this a lesson—there's always someone stronger. Arrogance will only bring you trouble."

Dai Mubai hesitated, his pride battling with reason. Finally, with the twin sisters supporting him, he turned and left the Rose Hotel in silence.

As Dai Mubai departed, a familiar chime echoed in Ye Feng's mind.

"Ding! You have subverted the original storyline. You scared away the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, Dai Mubai. Reward: 10 allocable attribute points."

Ye Feng smiled subtly, pleased with the outcome.