Chapter 58: Heterochromatic White Dog

Nearly every bone in Dai Mubai's body had been shattered by Fu Ye. Even the slightest scream of agony would tear at his fractured skeleton.

"Crack."

Fu Ye mercilessly stomped on his arm, the sickening crunch of bone beneath his foot almost musical to his ears.

"AAGH—!!!"

After thoroughly playing with his skeletal structure, Fu Ye finally nodded in satisfaction. By now, Dai Mubai had been tortured to the brink of death.

Every bone in his body was broken. Even with Shrek Academy's Food System Soul Sage, it would take at least half a year for his injuries to heal.

Moreover, his martial soul had begun to degenerate after losing its essence. It could no longer be called the Evil-eyed White Tiger—now, it was nothing more than a Heterochromatic White Dog.

Breaking through to Soul Master might still be possible, but advancing to Soul Ancestor or Soul King? He'd have to grind for the rest of his life.

Assuming, of course, he even lived that long. His brother, Davis, wasn't exactly the forgiving type.

"I'll let you live this time—provided you survive."

With a mocking kindness, Fu Ye wiped his shoe on Dai Mubai's clothes before briskly returning to Xiao Wu and Wu Ling.

"Let's go. We have a journey ahead tomorrow." He pinched both their noses playfully.

"Pfft— Brother Fu Ye is too merciful. Trash like him should've been stomped to death!" Xiao Wu stuck out her pink tongue.

If Fu Ye hadn't acted, she would've made sure that scum suffered a far worse fate.

"Teacher is right," Wu Ling chimed in, pulling out a gleaming dagger from who-knows-where. "Why not let me finish him off?"

She despised men who preyed on innocent girls. If not for Xiao Chenyu and the others' noble status in Nuoding City, she'd have slit their throats long ago.

"Be good and listen to Brother Fu Ye. Let him live… for now."

Killing Dai Mubai would've been easy—but where was the fun in that? Crushing his spirit was far more satisfying.

Dai Mubai lusted after another man's fiancée? What a coincidence—so did Fu Ye.

It wasn't that Fu Ye looked down on him for stealing women. No, he despised Dai Mubai for being the kind of man who used them and discarded them, who relied on force and threats to take what wasn't his.

In Fu Ye's eyes, such behavior was utterly despicable.

[Note: Let me clarify—the protagonist never forces the heroines (except Xiao Wu), and they all become his wives in the end. Meanwhile, Dai Mubai toys with women and abandons them. The author isn't a hypocrite.]

"Hmph! He got off easy!"

With that, Xiao Wu tossed a blue key to Fu Ye, then grabbed Wu Ling's hand and marched off.

"Xiao Wu is upset today, so she won't be sleeping with Brother Fu Ye."

She dragged Wu Ling upstairs, the latter waving cheekily at Fu Ye as they left.

Fu Ye: (╯°□°)╯

"THUD!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. With a furious kick, he sent Dai Mubai—already a broken mess—flying out the door.

"CRASH!"

Dai Mubai slammed into a trash can across the street, toppling it over. At least the garbage spilling onto him saved the sanitation workers a second trip.

Still conscious, the pain from Fu Ye's kick finally pushed him into darkness.

Not that Fu Ye cared whether he lived or died.

Let him wallow in misery. Better yet—let him survive, so he could suffer the agony of watching Zhu Zhuqing slip from his grasp.

Fu Ye turned and headed upstairs, his mood foul. What should've been a delightful night had been ruined by that bastard Dai Mubai.

…

Meanwhile…

Less than three minutes later, two figures—one fat, one thin—emerged from a nearby brothel, their faces still flushed with excitement.

"Oscar, this round's on me. Next time, you're treating!"

"Ahem… business hasn't been great lately. But next time, I'll give you all the sausages you want!"

These were Ma Hongjun and Oscar, the original novel's supporting character. Instead of training, they spent their nights indulging in pleasure.

"Wait—is that… Dai Mubai?!" Ma Hongjun's eyes widened as he pointed at the trash heap.

"Holy shit! It really is him!"

The two exchanged glances.

"Should we help him? He bullies us daily."

"True… but we're still classmates."

"So?"

"Let's report it to the dean. We can't afford his medical bills anyway."

"Deal!"

…

Elsewhere…

In a dense grove outside Suotuo City, Tang Chuan hung limply between two trees, bound tightly in tattered clothes. Though not quite the infamous tortoise shell bind, it was close enough.

Three burly men, their faces twisted in exertion, worked diligently while three others waited impatiently.

"Hey! Hurry up! It's been half an hour already!"

"Almost there! Quit rushing me!"

Tang Chuan's eyes burned with fury, but his soul power had been sealed by these bandits from Beibei Mountain. Even his hidden weapons and the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges had been confiscated.

All he could do was let out muffled growls through the filthy sock stuffed in his mouth.

A single tear trailed down his cheek.

He. Hated. This.

…

Nuoding City – Nuoding Academy

In Flender' dormitory, silence reigned. The exhausted teacher had long since fallen asleep, leaving Yu Xiaogang weeping quietly at the foot of the bed.

"Xiao Chuan… my Xiao Chuan… where are you? Come back…"

Lost in grief, he failed to notice three shadowy figures looming behind him—until it was too late.

"THUMP."

A muffled impact. The rustle of movement. Then, as the window slid shut, silence returned.

…

Rose Hotel – Later That Night

A stern-faced middle-aged man, resembling a seasoned mercenary, arrived at Dai Mubai's side with alarming speed. The seven soul rings hovering behind him marked him as a Soul Sage.

After examining Dai Mubai's injuries, his pupils constricted in shock.

"Who… who could be so cruel to my student?!"

…

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