Chapter 11: Soul Skill?! Pinning Xiao Wu to the Wall

Too much?

Ye Qiu turned his head away, rolling his eyes dramatically.

Compared to the Tang Sect's sinister hidden weapons, what he did was out in the open. Besides, Xiao Wu was the one who provoked him first.

If anyone was being excessive, it wasn't his place to be lectured by Tang San, the so-called Buddha of the Tang Sect.

Tap!

As Ye Qiu turned to look at Tang San, Xiao Wu had already twisted her body midair and landed steadily on the wall.

Then, with a forceful kick, she launched herself at Ye Qiu, simultaneously snapping at Tang San, who had just tried to speak.

"Shut up! I won't forgive him!"

Before her words even finished, Xiao Wu executed an aerial split, her legs extended straight, aiming directly at Ye Qiu's throat.

"Hah! Did you hear that, Xiao San? She said she won't let me off."

Ye Qiu's hoarse voice, thick with a venomous, beastly brutality, made Tang San frown.

Seeing Xiao Wu's aggressive stance and fiery temperament, Tang San knew she wouldn't listen to him. Shaking his head helplessly, he closed his mouth.

"Hyaaa—!"

Xiao Wu let out a sharp cry.

Ye Qiu ducked, catching Xiao Wu on his shoulder before sprinting backward and hurling her away.

Bang!

"Ahhh—!"

Xiao Wu crashed hard against the wall, her delicate features twisting in pain.

"Little rabbit, I'll say it one more time—surrender!"

Ye Qiu's voice turned cold as he bared his fangs, his sharp teeth gleaming ominously while he let out a raspy growl.

"You… you wish!"

Tears welled up in Xiao Wu's eyes. She clutched her waist with one hand and her aching backside with the other, gasping for breath.

Biting her lip, she quickly regained her determination and, despite her injuries, charged at Ye Qiu once more.

"Since that's how you want it… don't blame me!"

Ye Qiu sighed.

He knew one thing for sure—if he didn't put this rabbit in her place, she would keep causing trouble for years to come.

As Xiao Wu closed the two-meter distance between them, Ye Qiu swiftly raised his right hand, channeling half of his peak soul power.

Aimed directly at Xiao Wu—

Whoosh!

A muffled tearing sound echoed as a dark mass shot out from Ye Qiu's wrist, rapidly expanding and thinning in midair.

"What is this—ahh!"

The air rippled violently. Xiao Wu let out a startled shriek before a painful cry followed.

Bang!

She was slammed against the wall once more.

"Ah! That hurts—what the hell is this?!"

Ye Qiu stood still, his right hand still raised.

"A soul skill?! That's a soul skill!"

Wang Sheng's eyes widened in shock. The surrounding dormmates were even more terrified.

A soul skill?!

Tang San stared at Ye Qiu, his eyes filled with suspicion.

How had Ye Qiu fired that webbing?

Did he also have hidden weapons?

With his keen eyesight, Tang San saw more clearly than anyone else.

Ye Qiu had simply raised his wrist.

And in an instant, he had launched a mass of black webbing at Xiao Wu.

The web unfurled midair, and with terrifying impact, sent her flying a few extra meters before pinning her to the wall.

"But… but he doesn't have any soul rings!"

Wang Sheng, after his initial shock, was even more dumbfounded.

Ye Qiu, slightly out of breath, ignored the stunned crowd and slowly walked toward Xiao Wu.

At this moment, she was completely trapped against the wall, her entire body wrapped in the black webbing he had fired.

Only her head was free, her small hands desperately trying to tear at the impossibly sticky substance, her face flushed red.

"Well? You lost this match."

Ye Qiu's voice carried a teasing edge.

His rows of sharp fangs gleamed coldly, and his long tongue only added to his terrifying appearance.

This was his second acquired ability after fusing with a spider for three months—

Web Shooting!

And it confirmed another thing—Venom's trait still applied.

He could copy all or part of his host's abilities!

"You bastard! Let go of Xiao Wu!"

Xiao Wu flailed her limbs, struggling with all her might as sweat beaded on her forehead.

But after just a few moments, she was already panting heavily.

"Tsk, still not giving up?"

Ye Qiu chuckled.

Noticing that Xiao Wu had already torn a small hole in the web, he frowned.

It seemed this ability, derived from an ordinary spider, wasn't strong enough—even with half of his soul power reinforcing it.

Whoosh!

Ye Qiu casually raised his hand and patched the webbing—shooting additional strands onto Xiao Wu's wrists.

"Ah! You bastard! Just wait until I beat you up!"

Xiao Wu's anger exploded, her face flushing an even deeper shade of red.

"Still mouthing off?"

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes.

Raising his massive fist, he glanced at the now-exhausted Xiao Wu, smirking.

"W-what are you doing?!"

Panic flashed across Xiao Wu's face as she frantically twisted her body, but she was completely immobilized.

Ye Qiu ignored her protests and asked,

"I'll ask one last time—do you surrender?"

"Never! I'd rather die!"

Xiao Wu, face burning, bit her lip stubbornly and glared at him.

"Alright, then!"

Ye Qiu didn't hesitate.

His fist struck straight at her eye socket, leaving behind a dark bruise.

"Ah—!"

Tears welled in Xiao Wu's eyes as she felt the sharp pain sear through her face. She pouted, on the verge of sobbing.

"You damn long-tongued freak! Xiao Wu will never forgive you!"

Tang San, Wang Sheng, and the others watched in sheer disbelief.

They had been mesmerized by Xiao Wu when she first arrived.

But now, watching Ye Qiu mercilessly beat her up—

He really had no pity for beauty at all!

"Alright, one more punch should do it."

Ye Qiu shrugged, raising his fist again.

Just as the gust from his punch lifted Xiao Wu's hair—

"Nooo!"

Xiao Wu finally broke down, crying out pitifully.

Ye Qiu's fist stopped right at her long eyelashes.

Before he could even say anything, Xiao Wu's voice rang out first:

"Don't! Please, don't hit me anymore! I—I surrender!"

Ye Qiu was momentarily pleased before freezing.

Looking at Xiao Wu, her tear-streaked face still held resentment.

Seeing that hostility in her eyes—

For his own safety, Ye Qiu sighed and lifted his fist once more.

"Nooo! I surrender, I surrender! Please don't hit me!"

Xiao Wu sobbed, quickly begging for mercy.

Ye Qiu chuckled and teased,

"Doesn't sound convincing. You still look like you want to eat me alive. And you're still calling yourself 'Xiao Wu-jie'? Unless… you call me 'Big Brother,' I won't let you go."

"I won't—ahh!"

Hearing the wrong answer, Ye Qiu's fist moved toward her right eye.

"No! I'll say it, I'll say it!"

Xiao Wu, now shaking, could feel the unbearable pain across her whole body—her waist, back, and butt all burning. She finally caved.

"Louder!"

Ye Qiu smirked, struggling to keep himself steady from exhaustion.

After a long hesitation, Xiao Wu's lips trembled as she barely managed to whisper—

"Big… Brother~"