"This child's blood and energy flow like a dragon, and his meridians are broad and strong."
"What appears to be a casual punch is actually the result of the entire body's muscles coordinating and exerting force in an instant."
"This cannot be explained by ordinary talent."
"It seems that the Star Luo Empire has truly produced an extraordinary figure this time."
The Spirit Hall, the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong held the scepter in her hand, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.
Her eyes were somewhat gloomy.
"Dai Mubai…"
"This kind of mentality, this kind of strength."
"If we allow him to grow up, he will become a major threat to our Spirit Hall."
"Even more terrifying than that Tang Hao."
Tang Hao is a hammer, only capable of head-on collisions.
But Dai Mubai is not only strong, but also intelligent and has a calm and composed demeanor.
This is the makings of an emperor.
"That Zhu Zhuqing is also a promising talent."
"To not give up in such a desperate situation shows a strong will."
"What a pity, if only I could join my Spirit Hall..."
Bibi Dong shook her head.
The ties between the Xingluo royal family and the Zhu family are too deep to be unraveled.
"Pass down the order."
"Closely monitor all developments in the White World."
"Any information about Dai Mubai must be reported immediately."
...
Qian Daoliu stood in front of the angel statue, his hands behind his back.
"interesting."
"I never imagined that I, from that other world, would think so highly of him."
"A soul ring nearly a thousand years old..."
"Can this kid really succeed?"
"If he really does it, then he will break the ironclad rule that has been in place in the Soul Master world for thousands of years."
"That Yu Xiaogang..."
Upon hearing this name, Qian Daoliu's lips curled into a disdainful smile.
"Just a clown."
"Theory? In the face of true genius, theory is meant to be broken."
...
The Dark World.
After a deathly silence.
There was an uproar.
"My God!"
"It's so sweet!"
"That's some serious flirting skills!"
"You've already pledged your lives to each other?"
"The key is that they have the resources!"
"Look at how they did it: a hero saves the damsel in distress, gently heals her wounds, and then encourages her to become stronger."
"Is this the quality of a top male god?"
Countless girls cupped their faces in their hands, their eyes sparkling.
Even in the underworld, Dai Mubai's actions garnered him countless fans.
In comparison.
Dai Mubai here is simply the ultimate scumbag.
He abandoned his fiancée and indulged in a life of debauchery.
They met but pretended not to know each other.
There is no harm without comparison.
This comparison is like putting Dai Mubai's face on the ground and rubbing it.
Looking at her own happy reflection in the sky, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't stop the tears from flowing down her face.
Those were tears of emotion, and also tears of heartache.
turn out to be.
This is what it feels like to be loved.
This is what it feels like to be valued.
"I must become very, very strong, strong enough to be worthy of standing by your side..."
She repeated that sentence.
That was the promise she made in that world.
And in this world.
She has been getting stronger and working hard.
But.
The spot next to the person she wanted to stand next to was empty.
Or perhaps, the person in that position simply doesn't deserve to let her stand there.
She turned her head.
His gaze swept through the crowd and landed on Dai Mubai from the Underworld.
The last glimmer of hope in his eyes was completely extinguished.
Instead.
It was a cold, deathly silence.
"You lost."
Zhu Zhuqing spoke up.
The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached Dai Mubai's ears.
"It wasn't because of a lack of talent, nor was it because of a lack of martial spirit."
"You lost because of your own heart."
"You can never become Dai Mubai of that world."
"Because you don't deserve it."
...
Above the sky, light and shadow flowed.
That final scene is deeply etched in everyone's memory.
Sunlight filtered through the lush canopy of the trees, dappling the two children.
A clean smile played on the boy's lips.
The girl tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling like stars.
Simply because, in her most desperate and helpless moment, this boy appeared like a divine warrior, shattering her fear with that one punch and opening the door to her heart.
Right now.
The Dark World, Star Plaza.
The tension brought by the bloody and cruel soul-hunting scene just now vanished.
In the crowd, a sentimental young girl, her hands clasped to her heart, uttered a dreamlike murmur.
"It's so wonderful..."
"This is what true childhood sweethearts are all about."
"Attracted by looks, captivated by talent, and loyal to character—this is the treatment a princess consort should receive."
"Look at Dai Mubai over there, and then look at us..."
The discussions spread like a tidal wave.
Although everyone deliberately kept their voices down, after all, this was the territory of the Star Luo Empire, and Dai Mubai was still a prince.
But the disdain and disgust were impossible to conceal.
They were both princes.
It's the same Dai Mubai.
A six-year-old who was able to fight a hundred-year-old soul beast for his fiancée and even made a promise to protect her.
What about the other one?
He only knows how to run away, only knows how to indulge in sensual pleasures, and doesn't even have the courage to face power, let alone protect his woman.
The area where the Shrek Academy students are located.
Oscar held a freshly made sausage in his hand, but forgot to put it in his mouth.
He glanced at the sky, then stole a look at Dai Mubai not far away, and couldn't help but whisper in Ma Hongjun's ear:
"Fatty, to be honest, I'm getting jealous just looking at it."
"This is so sweet."
"If a girl had treated me like that back then, I would have dared to fight even a tiger, let alone a ghost wolf."
Ma Hongjun sucked up the drool that was about to spill out, his face full of infatuation.
"Who can argue with that?"
"Zhu Zhuqing from that world has such a beautiful smile."
"Our Zhuqing girl here always has a cold face, like an iceberg. I never knew she could smile so sweetly."
The two whispered to each other, though not loud, sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silence.
Dai Mubai stood still.
humiliation.
The more radiant and affectionate Dai Mubai appeared on the sky, the more his incompetence and despicable nature were highlighted.
He could feel the gazes directed at him from all around.
Mocking, pity, disdain, contempt.
Those gazes were like sharp knives, slowly slicing away at his self-esteem.
"Enough!"
He screamed wildly in his mind.
Why make comparisons?
Why should we let him see these things?
If he didn't see himself in that other world, he could comfortably tell himself that it was all fate's arrangement, that his family was too cruel, and that he had no choice but to escape in order to survive.
But now.
Dai Mubai showed everyone through his actions.
Fate can be broken.
As long as you have enough courage, as long as you have enough powerful fists.
(End of chapter)