Chapter 188: 207. The Thrill of It
The moment Tian Yue insulted Shrek Academy, the Seven Devils reacted with open hostility.
Dai Mubai sneered arrogantly. "Your Spirit Hall might be at its peak now, but when we Shrek Seven defeat you, blondie, you'll pay for that mouth of yours. I'll make sure to have my way with you before killing you."
"What did you just say?!" Tian Yue flared in rage. Her martial soul erupted forth—golden scales encased her body like armor. The two teams clashed, Shrek Seven versus Spirit Hall's battle team—and once again, Shrek's foes suffered instant annihilation.
While Shrek's rivals across the continent grew stronger through focused training, what were the Shrek Seven doing during this time?
Throughout the month, Xiao Wu repeatedly "appeared" in the rooms of Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar. Through her influence and mysterious "cultivation methods," their overall power steadily increased.
At first, guilt gnawed at the trio, but it slowly eroded, warping into something darker: It's not our fault—it's Tang San's.
In Dai Mubai's mind, the narrative twisted: She was the one who seduced me. Tang San, you couldn't even guard your own woman. That's your weakness, not my sin. And you're no saint either—when you became a God King, you wouldn't even call me "Boss Dai."
In Oscar's heart, resentment festered: Tang San, because of you, Ning Rongrong's heart always belonged to you, and I could only ever be her stand-in. Why should I still respect you?
And in Ma Hongjun's, bitterness took root: Tang San, if it weren't for you, Bai Chenxiang wouldn't have died alone. You took away my love. Why should I feel guilty if Xiao Wu comes to me willingly?
The result—collective rationalization. Their guilt vanished, replaced by jealousy and anger. Soon, those feelings mutated further: Tang San, Xiao Wu should belong to all of us. Who gave you the right to monopolize her?
Xiao Wu, for her part, handled everything with precision. She appeared at the perfect times, left at the perfect moments, keeping Tang San blissfully ignorant. For weeks, her secret rendezvous continued, and he never suspected a thing.
As for the three men—although their actions would've earned them a spot on Tang San's death list—they clung to a beastly optimism: As long as this never comes to light, we can still cling to his favor, share his woman, and keep our godhood intact.
To preserve that illusion, Oscar even deliberately suppressed his level at thirty, just as in their previous life, waiting until the exact historical moment before revealing it.
For Tang San, that day was of enormous importance—his long-awaited chance to obtain the Eight Spider Spears was finally here.
"Little San," Flender called, "go gather Xiao Wu and Dai Mubai. It's time for the hunt."
"Yes, Dean Flender." Tang San nodded, turning toward Dai Mubai's quarters.
This time, he didn't bother to knock politely.
"Boss Dai," Tang San called, rapping on the door, "Dean Flender's looking for you!"
Inside, the sudden voice startled both culprits. Xiao Wu froze briefly, then smoothed her expression. Dai Mubai, however, was pale and frantic. "Xiao Wu, Tang San's here! What do I do? If he finds out about this, I'm dead!"
Xiao Wu shot him a look of mock disgust. "Panicking over something this small—are you even a man? So what if he finds out? I'm just his 'sister,' remember? He's the one who told me to call him that. I was never his woman."
"You don't understand—Tang San is terrifying—"
Xiao Wu pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him. "Terrifying? Tang San is just an obedient little dog. Besides," she smirked, "I've prepared an escape route."
She opened a concealed hatch—her secret passage—and slipped through it. Dai Mubai quickly shut it behind her.
Outside, when he heard no reply, Tang San frowned and pushed the door open. Inside, Dai Mubai sat shirtless on the bed, blinking groggily as though just waking.
Tang San sniffed the air subtly. A faint trace of perfume—woman's scent—hung in the room. And not just any scent. It was familiar. His brow furrowed. Am I imagining things?
He shook his head, banishing the thought. "Boss Dai," he said evenly, "get ready. Zhao Wuji's taking us to Star Dou Forest to hunt spirits."
"Hunt spirits?" Dai Mubai jerked up from bed. "Right, today's the day you get the Eight Spider Spears, isn't it? But… do you think we'll really come across that Man-Faced Demon Spider right on time?"
Tang San smiled smugly. "Have you forgotten who I am, Boss Dai? I'm the child of fate—Heaven's chosen. Luck itself walks beside me."
The so-called "Way of Fortune"—mystical, invisible, yet undeniably real. For ordinary hunters, the chance of obtaining even a single soul bone was astronomically low. But Tang San? When he absorbed his third soul ring, the rarest possible external bone simply dropped into his lap.
Such was the blessing of supreme destiny.
Reassured, Dai Mubai began dressing hurriedly—until Tang San glanced at him again. "Boss Dai, why do you have lipstick on your collarbone?"
Dai Mubai's mind went blank. His thoughts spun frantically before he blurted, "Ah, Tang San—it's, ah, because Zhu Zhuqing hasn't arrived yet, so I might've… indulged a little."
Tang San sighed patiently. "Boss Dai, you should really settle down. Don't keep betraying Zhuqing. None of those women out there can compare to her."
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Dai Mubai muttered, eyes unfocused. He barely heard Tang San's words. In his mind, there was room for only one woman now—and it wasn't Zhu Zhuqing anymore. It was Xiao Wu.
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