Chapter 183: 201. The Power of Dai and Wu
Now, the three men were like grasshoppers tied to the same rope—if one was exposed, all would be finished. Should anyone slip up, every one of them would end up on Tang San's hit list.
"Boss Dai, what are we gonna do?" Ma Hongjun asked nervously.
Dai Mubai groaned. "What else can we do? We keep this buried. No one—absolutely no one—can ever let Tang San find out. Ever."
"Right," Oscar agreed firmly. "Tang San must never know that we each have a martial soul fusion technique with Xiao Wu. Even if, one day, we're backed into a corner and can't win a fight, we must never use it. It's suicide."
The choice before them was simple: follow Tang San obediently and safely ascend to godhood—or cross him and land on his death list. A no-brainer, really. But all three of them had overlooked one critical fact… how Xiao Wu would feel about it.
Thanks to Dai Mubai's generous funding, Shrek Academy had seen some notable improvements. At least now, every student had their own dorm room instead of everyone cramming together.
Tang San escorted Xiao Wu to her dorm door and said softly, "Xiao Wu, good night. I hope you have sweet dreams."
"Mm, Brother San, you should go to bed soon too," Xiao Wu said with her usual gentle tone.
With that, she stepped into her room while Tang San watched her go, full of tender longing, before finally turning toward his own dorm.
Just then, Dai Mubai happened to return. Tang San greeted him, "Boss Dai."
Startled, Dai Mubai stiffened, then turned awkwardly. "Ah—Tang San."
They exchanged pleasantries before each went to their own rooms.
At Shrek Academy, the layout of the boys' dorms favored Tang San greatly. To his left was Dai Mubai's room, then Oscar's, and behind him, Ma Hongjun's—a perfect central location befitting the "main character."
That night, Tang San tossed and turned in bed. Thanks to that useless Yu Xiaogang, he'd missed his chance to build the foundational contract bond with Xiao Wu back in Notting City. Now, though their relationship was close, it remained trapped in the "sibling" stage.
But Tang San hadn't taken Xiao Wu as a sister out of brotherly love—he wanted her to become his wife, his partner, his sword scabbard—no, his spear sheathe.
This lukewarm distance tormented him. If only Xiao Wu had been reborn too, he lamented silently.
Then, an idea struck him: Dai Mubai had far more experience in love. Maybe he could ask him for advice?
Little did Tang San know that next door, something was happening that would make his eyes go red and his blood boil if he ever found out.
Dai Mubai was dreaming.
In his dream, he was gripping Xiao Wu's braided hair like a riding whip, the two of them galloping wildly. Suddenly, the door to his room exploded inward. Tang San stood atop the scattered splinters, Haotian Hammer in hand, eyes blazing with fury.
"Dai Mubai!" Tang San roared. "I helped you defeat your brother! I helped you become a god! And this is how you repay me? You've signed your death warrant! Now—die!"
"No! Tang San, please—listen, I can explain!"
But Tang San's hammer plummeted toward him. As it came closer, Dai Mubai jolted awake, shooting upright in bed, drenched in cold sweat.
"Thank heavens… just a nightmare." He sighed in relief.
He failed to realize that behind him, a pair of delicate, fair hands were quietly creeping over his shoulders—one slipping under his arm—before suddenly clutching him in a tight embrace.
A soft, feminine body pressed against his back, warm and fragrant. A sweet, teasing voice tickled his ear.
"Brother Mubai, you looked like you were having a bad dream."
He froze solid at the sound. Acting on instinct, Dai Mubai tore himself free of her arms—and turned to see the delicate, adorable girl sitting on his bed.
"You—you?! Why are you in my room?" he stammered in terror.
It was Xiao Wu. Tang San's forbidden woman.
If Tang San ever found out about this, one "death mark" wouldn't suffice—he'd need at least ten.
Xiao Wu sat cross-legged on his bed, tears glimmering in her big eyes. "Did I do something wrong, Brother Mubai?"
"N-no," Dai Mubai stammered, forcing himself to stay calm. "But Xiao Wu, you're a girl, and I'm a man. This is my room—we can't just behave so casually." For once in his life, he was choosing virtue over temptation—not because she wasn't irresistible, but because death by Tang San was a far greater deterrent.
"But… Xiao Wu and Brother Mubai share a martial soul fusion technique," she pouted. "I just wanted to come and try cultivating it together. Can't we even do that?"
"Forget about the fusion technique," Dai Mubai said resolutely. "You're Tang San's sister. I won't train with you. Go back to your room. Now."
Her eyes turned moist again, lips quivering in mock hurt. "So you really don't want to train with me then, Brother Mubai?"
"No. Absolutely not," Dai Mubai said firmly.
"Fine then." Xiao Wu sniffled dramatically. "I'll tell Brother San everything. I'll tell him you forced me to fuse martial souls with you."
At that, icy dread shot down Dai Mubai's spine. He began sweating all over again. "W-wait! Please don't tell him, okay? Xiao Wu, my little sister, I'll do it, alright? I'll train with you."
Her tears vanished instantly, replaced by a triumphant smile. "That's better. Come, sit with me."
Reluctantly, Dai Mubai sat on the bed. The two clasped hands, their bodies close as their soul power flowed. The White Tiger and Soft Bone Rabbit spirits intertwined—their energies merging into a force neither had ever felt before.
The fusion birthed a new, potent energy—the Power of Dai and Wu.
As it coursed through their bodies, it refined their meridians and strengthened their souls. Overnight, both could sense tangible progress. Dai Mubai even broke through to level 35 in one surge.
More astonishing still, the compatibility of their fusion surpassed even what he and Zhu Zhuqing had achieved in their past life—it had reached perfect harmony, a full 100%.
A 100% martial soul fusion—an almost mythical feat. Even that useless Yu Xiaogang's trio fusion barely reached 99%. The difference might seem small, but in reality, it was a chasm of worlds.
And beyond the boost in cultivation and power… something intangible within Dai Mubai also began to shift.
He found Xiao Wu increasingly enchanting.
(END CHAPTER)
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