Soul Land: Power Of Space - 13. A Certain Kitten With Broken Mind
Observing Dai Mubai’s forceful departure, Lu Yuan waited in the hotel for a while before pushing open the door. His gaze naturally fell on the shadow as he surveyed the area.
“Disappointed?” he asked, lifting his chin in the direction Dai Mubai had gone.
The girl stepped out of the shadows, her aura growing colder and colder. Her lips twitched momentarily, but then she seemed to realize that Lu Yuan was also from the Agility Department, so she refrained from asking that foolish question.
Instead, she spoke up, “Are you mocking me?”
Lu Yuan approached with a playful smile, “How could I? You’re the second young lady of the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire. If I cling to your thigh, a commoner like me won’t have to worry about survival for the rest of my life. Am I right?”
The girl gave Lu Yuan a cold look, knowing that he had a knack for exaggeration. She had never heard of a spirit master who couldn’t afford to eat or drink, even if they lacked power.
Trying hard to maintain a fierce expression to hide the pain in her heart, Zhu Zhuqing’s slightly reddened and swollen eyes betrayed her. She couldn’t appear intimidating.
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Zhuqing spoke solemnly, “I understand your point, but I truly have a marriage contract. You witnessed what happened today. I didn’t lie to you.”
“Can’t the marriage contract be changed? Moreover, having a marriage contract doesn’t mean you must get married, and getting married doesn’t mean you must…”
“Stop!” Zhu Zhuqing interrupted Lu Yuan, feeling a headache coming on. She knew she shouldn’t have brought up this topic. Once opened, it would only lead to Lu Yuan’s peculiar theories. The two fell into silence, but it was Lu Yuan who broke it first.
“Are you truly willing?” he asked.
“What difference does it make if I am willing or not?” the girl replied with a confused tone.
Lu Yuan looked back at her vacant gaze and sighed inwardly. It was normal, considering Zhu Zhuqing didn’t possess the advantage of past life experiences and foresight like him.
She had to struggle step by step on a muddy road in the dark night, never knowing if the next step would lead to a pitfall.
“Yes,” Lu Yuan expressed his emotions and changed the subject. “Whether you are willing or not, the moment you sneaked out from the Zhu household, it already said everything.”
“Is that so?” Zhu Zhuqing mumbled to herself, a determined glimmer in her eyes. Then she asked, “How did you guess that I ran away?”
If she remembered correctly, she hadn’t disclosed a word about her past experiences to Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan’s expression froze with a hint of emotion, and he couldn’t help but inwardly criticize, ‘Eldest sister, can’t we stick to the usual script?’ He didn’t know how to answer her question.
After pondering for a moment, Lu Yuan managed to redirect the conversation with effort. “The way I guessed it isn’t important. The crucial point is that there’s a glaring loophole in the rules of your Zhu family.”
“Do tell,” Zhu Zhuqing thought to herself, believing there couldn’t possibly be any loopholes after so many generations. She couldn’t imagine any loopholes that hadn’t been discovered yet.
Unable to find the answer, Zhu Zhuqing looked at Lu Yuan and said, “Tell me.”
“As soon as you become a Titled Douluo, with your strength, you can completely disregard this marriage contract. Even the Star Luo Royal Family won’t be able to do anything about it.”
Zhu Zhuqing was infuriated and almost burst out laughing. She instinctively asked, “Do you think becoming a Titled Douluo is an easy task?”
The so-called loophole could be called a loophole or not, depending on how one looked at it. How slim was the hope of becoming a Titled Douluo? Even with seventh-level innate spirir power, she might not be able to achieve it, let alone someone with full spirit power since birth.
A powerful martial spirit and exceptionally high innate spirit power were merely the basic requirements for becoming a Titled Douluo. Whether one could truly attain that rank depended largely on luck.
When opportunity arose, one could successfully break through the bottleneck between level 89 and level 90. However, the preciousness of such an opportunity couldn’t be overstated. Each person’s chances were different.
Some geniuses practiced their whole lives and remained stuck at the threshold of level 89, unable to break through. If producing a Titled Douluo was merely a matter of accumulating resources, the Zhu family would have had a Titled Douluo long ago. The occasional suppression by the Star Luo Royal Family could only be considered an objective reason.
The main reason was that very few members of the Zhu family throughout history managed to cultivate to the eighty-ninth level. Even if they reached that level, they would enter a bottleneck period.
While the quality of the Ghost Civet was good, it was merely good. Only relying on the extraordinarily high quality of a martial spirit could one break through to become a Titled Douluo. Such cases were rare but not non-existent. However, the Ghost Civet’s quality didn’t meet that standard. After all, there were only around forty or fifty Titled Douluos in the entire continent. To become one of them…
She couldn’t help but laugh at her own whimsical ideas. Without answering Zhu Zhuqing’s question, Lu Yuan suddenly asked an inexplicable question, “Do you know grass jelly?”
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“Xiao Ao! Xiaoo Ao!” Suddenly, the wooden door swung open, making a loud noise as it hit the wall. Oscar, who had just been dozing off, was startled and fell off the bed.
“What’s wrong, Fatty?” Oscar asked, holding his throbbing forehead while glancing questioningly at the annoying bedside table.
As an auxiliary-type spirit master, especially a food-type auxiliary-type spirit master, Oscar had nothing to do with Shrek Academy’s motto of “Don’t make trouble is a mediocrity.” After all, as an auxiliary spirit master, he would only invite trouble if he caused any.
Therefore, there was usually nothing to worry about for him.
“Boss Dai got beaten!” Ma Hongjun exclaimed.
“So what if he got beaten? It’s not like it hasn’t happened before. Why are you making such a fuss?” Oscar couldn’t help but complain.
To be honest, Oscar was used to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun frequently getting beaten. It wasn’t a cause for concern, as ordinary spirit masters couldn’t match their strength. Plus, most of the time, it was Dean or Boss Zhao who took action. The scenes were terrifying, and Oscar didn’t want to witness them again.
After all, seeing Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun getting beaten so badly made Oscar feel guilty just by watching.
Since he was an auxiliary spirit master, there was no need for anyone to fight on his behalf.
“Wait, where are you going?” Ma Hongjun stopped Oscar, who was about to go out.
“Doesn’t he need treatment?” Oscar was clearly confused by Ma Hongjun’s actions.
Ma Hongjun silently pushed Oscar into a chair. “There’s no need for treatment. It’s just a minor scratch.”
“Then why are you so excited?”
Oscar rolled his eyes. This fatty was just wasting his time.
“The main reason is that the process and outcome of this fight were completely unexpected!”
Ma Hongjun rolled his eyes and, seeing that no one was around, lowered his voice and told Oscar, “From what I heard, Boss Dai wasn’t only defeated by someone around our age, but his fiancée seems to have taken a liking to that person.”
“Huh?” Oscar thought he had misheard.
Since when did Boss Dai have a fiancée?
Being defeated by a single move was already surprising, but now his fiancée was also taken away? The plot was getting thrilling.
“Does the dean know about this?”
“He probably does. I think he should know, right?” Ma Hongjun and Oscar widened their eyes, clearly showing their fascination and curiosity.
