"Tsk, tsk~ Xiao Bai, we haven't even gone all out yet, and you're already down?"
Bai Mu stepped forward, looking at Dai Mubai as if he were staring at a monkey.
"You were so arrogant earlier. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were something special. Turns out you're really not that impressive."
"Remember this next time—if you don't have the ability, don't go around embarrassing yourself."
With that, he turned and walked away, showing no intention of using Jungle Healing on him.
Bai Mu considered himself kind-hearted—he couldn't stand seeing people get hurt.
So, out of sight, out of mind. Best to ignore it altogether.
Otherwise… he was afraid he might not be able to stop himself from stabbing someone in the back in public.
"As expected," Tang San murmured. "The outcome was exactly what I thought."
He had already anticipated the result of this battle. He even felt that, even if Bai Mu were only Rank 30, he could still have easily crushed Dai Mubai.
"Bai Mu has become so strong…"
Xiao Wu subconsciously changed how she addressed him.
Such a genius Spirit Master—I absolutely have to stay on his good side!
Ning Rongrong silently made up her mind. She would report this back to the sect and have her father and Grandpa Sword personally recruit Bai Mu.
This was a guaranteed seed for a future Titled Douluo—one that absolutely deserved heavy investment!
Only…
If the recruitment succeeds… Dad won't try to match me up with him, will he?
The thought inevitably surfaced.
Among the direct lineage of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, spouses were required to be Spirit Masters.
A Titled Douluo seed was best paired with someone of the direct line.
And coincidentally, she herself was the most talented among that generation.
She stole another glance at Bai Mu—handsome yet refined, strong without being bulky, and most importantly, terrifyingly powerful.
…That doesn't sound so bad.
Her cheeks flushed faintly.
Then she noticed Zhu Zhuqing standing nearby, cold and aloof.
Wait a second—Bai Mu seems to have a special relationship with this sister!
We're not going to end up with another sister in the future, are we?
Zhu Zhuqing didn't notice Ning Rongrong's increasingly complicated gaze. Instead, she sighed quietly.
When she looked at Dai Mubai, her eyes held not just coldness and disappointment, but also helpless exasperation.
You—neglecting cultivation is one thing, but why did you have to provoke someone you couldn't afford to offend?
"The assessment is over!"
Zhao Wuji strode over, his booming voice echoing through the grounds. He stared at Bai Mu with amazement.
"Rank 40 Spirit Elder… You really are a genius!"
"I like that. Please, go on—say more," Bai Mu grinned shamelessly.
"Hah! You've got every right to be proud," Zhao Wuji laughed.
He didn't find Bai Mu's arrogance excessive at all. If he'd had that level of talent and strength back then, he would've been even more arrogant.
"Oscar! Get over here!"
Zhao Wuji shouted.
"Teacher Zhao, I'm selling sausages—why are you calling me—holy crap!"
Oscar rushed over, then froze when he saw Dai Mubai kneeling on the ground in such a miserable state.
"Boss Dai, it's only been a few minutes. What happened to you?"
"Stop talking nonsense and make some Big Recovery Sausages," Zhao Wuji snapped.
"No problem making them, but… will Boss Dai actually eat them?" Oscar hesitated.
"Whether he wants to or not, just make them!" Zhao Wuji barked.
"I have a big sausage!"
As Oscar finished the incantation and produced the sausage, Zhao Wuji stuffed it straight into Dai Mubai's mouth.
Dai Mubai swallowed mechanically, eyes vacant, before being dragged off to rest.
"He'll still be our classmate in the future. Shouldn't we help treat him a bit?" Tang San asked quietly.
Though he understood Bai Mu's attitude, something still felt off to him.
"Him?" Bai Mu scoffed. "What makes him worthy? He doesn't even deserve it."
Without hiding his disdain, he continued:
"My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror—everything I do is for justice!"
"Since he stands against me, that means he's not a good person. To put it bluntly, he's not even human. What does his life or death have to do with me?"
"Hiss—"
Tang San couldn't help but inhale sharply.
He had always thought he was extreme enough.
He never expected there to be someone even more ruthless.
"Bai Mu… we're still good friends, right?"
Xiao Wu suddenly remembered a minor unpleasant incident from the past and grew a little uneasy.
"Of course! Sister Xiao Wu! Best friends for life!" Bai Mu said brightly.
Once I 'bring you into myself,' won't we be best friends for life?
"Mm… best friends for life…"
Xiao Wu relaxed immediately.
"Little Kitten, what are you thinking about?"
Bai Mu turned to Zhu Zhuqing, whose gaze was deep and unreadable.
She paused briefly, glanced faintly toward Dai Mubai, then asked quietly:
"Is reconciliation… still possible?"
Bai Mu didn't answer directly.
"I see."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded coolly and said nothing more.
She knew her original reason for coming to Heaven Dou—to find Dai Mubai—had already been completely shattered.
"Bai Mu, you're amazing! Are you really not considering joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School anymore?"
Ning Rongrong stepped forward gracefully.
"That's hard to say…"
Bai Mu still had long-term plans, and until those were finalized, he wouldn't rush a decision.
He pointed at Zygarde and said, "Why don't you show me the power of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda first?"
"Sure! No problem!"
Ning Rongrong smiled confidently. No Spirit Master could refuse the assistance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
"Seven treasures, reveal your true form."
A radiant seven-colored pagoda appeared in her palm.
"The first is strength. The second is speed."
Two yellow spirit rings rose beneath her feet as beams of light shot into Bai Mu and Zygarde.
"Hmm?"
Bai Mu clenched his fist, immediately feeling lighter and stronger.
But what mattered wasn't himself—it was Zygarde.
"How does it feel?" Bai Mu asked.
"Aww~"
Zygarde nodded; its power had clearly increased.
Try Dragon Dance—see if it stacks with the pagoda.
Zygarde subtly tested it.
Confirmed. The boosts stack.
Zygarde's eyes gleamed.
"So…"
Bai Mu nodded thoughtfully. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was now officially part of his future plans—though how to use it still required careful thought.
"Well? Not bad, right?" Ning Rongrong winked.
"It really lives up to being the number one support martial soul on the continent," Bai Mu said sincerely.
His gaze toward Ning Rongrong now carried clear interest.
Little Kitten was fine as a pet—but in real danger, she'd only slow him down.
Ning Rongrong was different. She could make his blade even sharper.
"Hehe! You should definitely think about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School more seriously now!"
Ning Rongrong puffed out her chest proudly.
"No problem… no problem…"
Bai Mu replied half-heartedly.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was excellent—but he preferred the Nine Treasures.
And now that Zygarde could devour Immortal Herbs again…
It was time to seriously plan for the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
To avoid any future complications, the Immortal Herbs needed a new home—sooner rather than later.
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