Chapter 162: Monday, Dining, A Pure Heart Amid Illness

Chapter 162: Monday, Dining, A Pure Heart Amid Illness

"I lost…"

The first time he said this, Dai Mubai still felt a bit embarrassed. But after losing so often, he had grown accustomed to it.

Yet, he was getting frustrated!

Was there something wrong with Tang San?

Every time Tang San lost a fight, he had to duel Dai Mubai. After "defeating" him, Tang San would be full of confidence again!

If this wasn't absurd, then what was it?

Did Tang San see him as a scapegoat or what?

Many times, Dai Mubai wished he could resist, break free from the bindings, slap Tang San twice, and tell him, "You're really weak!"

But then, he'd think about Tang San's background, which might become his lifeline, and he would hold back. He had to.

"Sigh~"

With a sigh in his heart, Dai Mubai felt truly pitiful. Cast aside by his family, rejected by his fiancée, and treated as a punching bag by his classmates...

Dai Mubai felt that his life was truly tragic. If he could, he would rather be an ordinary soul master than go through these things.

"If I had even half of Yu Tianheng's talent and strength, would I, Dai Mubai, be in this position?"

"I'm still a prince, even if an outcast. Does Tang San really not see me as a person?"

"If I survive that crisis, I'll make sure to settle scores with Tang San and Yu Xiaogang!"

Dai Mubai thought to himself, but his face still showed the expression of someone impressed: Tang San, you're really amazing.

Seeing this, Tang San's face lit up with a hint of pride as he released Dai Mubai from his binding.

Before, Dai Mubai could unexpectedly break free from the Blue Silver Bind during an outburst.

But now, with Tang San's "increased" strength, Dai Mubai no longer had any chance to fight back.

"Dai Mubai, I have dueled with you many times, hoping you would grow faster, but you're still so weak."

Tang San shook his head, appearing somewhat disappointed, showing no regard for Dai Mubai's dignity, nor caring about the people around him. He continued, "I hope you reflect on your mistakes in the fight when you go back. It will greatly benefit your improvement."

Dai Mubai: "…"

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, no words came out.

Yu Feng, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo stared wide-eyed. When they saw that Dai Mubai had no intention of rebutting, they became even more confused.

To throw a match to this extent—Dai Mubai truly had patience, more than a turtle…

Tang San paid no mind to the looks of those around him. He walked up to Dai Mubai, patted him on the shoulder, and then turned to leave. "Guiding" Dai Mubai had lifted his spirits, which had been somewhat down after losing to Shi Mo.

After all, Shi Mo's martial soul was the Xuanwu Turtle, a defense-type soul master with considerable strength as well.

It was somewhat understandable for someone like him to break free from Tang San's Blue Silver Bind.

If only he could use hidden weapons, someone like Shi Mo would be no match for him at all.

Among the entire Emperor Dou team, only Yu Tianheng was worth noting. But even at the same level, Yu Tianheng would stand no chance against him!

What "Number One Beast Martial Soul"? His martial soul might only be ordinary Blue Silver Grass, but it could still rival it, couldn't it?

Besides, he possessed the Clear Sky Hammer, the world's strongest weapon-type martial soul!

As he watched Tang San's departing figure, Dai Mubai clenched his fists, eyes seeming to blaze. He had always been hot-tempered, ready to submit and beg for mercy before the strong, but against the weak, he never held back his anger, striking fiercely.

"Huff~"

Dai Mubai exhaled slowly, finally loosening his tight fists.

Let him revel in his moment. When it came time for payback, Dai Mubai would ensure Tang San truly basked in it.

He might even bestow Tang San with an "honorary position."

In the Star Luo Empire's royal palace, there was a unique official title. Holders of this position were confidants of the Emperor. Even when encountered by high-ranking ministers, royals, generals, and marshals, they would respectfully address them as "Eunuch"!

This role existed not only in the Star Luo Empire but in the Heaven Dou Empire as well.

"Sigh, what's the point?"

Ma Hongjun muttered under his breath. He didn't care what Yu Feng and the others thought as he shook his head and walked away.

After all, this was once their boss, Dai Mubai. Ma Hongjun couldn't be bothered to stay and laugh at him, at least sparing him the last bit of dignity.

Time passed.

Kong's life had been a routine cycle, but recently, something odd had surfaced—he seldom spent time strolling with Ei or Raiden Shogun anymore.

Monday, dining, Pure Land of One Heart, body unwell.

Tuesday, dining, Pure Land of One Heart, body unwell.

Wednesday, dining, Pure Land of One Heart, body...

"At this rate, I'm going to end up dead in the Pure Land of One Heart."

Kong took a deep breath, feeling as though his waist was no longer his own.

There's an old saying that passion holds a hidden blade, and while Kong's will was strong, even he couldn't withstand the power of an ultimate-level blade!

"Every time I say I'm going to train seriously, why can't I stick to it?"

"Soul core, oh soul core, you better keep working hard!"

It had been a long time since his last breakthrough, and with the soul core's diligent effort, Kong's soul power level had reached 74.

His physical strength was unparalleled on the entire Douluo Continent! Anyone with a stronger physique than Kong's was certainly not human.

Even so, in front of Ei, he was still lacking.

"Today, I'll take a break and go out for a walk."

Sunday—a day off for himself.

"Master, are you planning to go out?"

The chef looked at Kong with a hint of surprise. Over the past week, Kong had looked increasingly worn out, and the chef had thought Kong might be suffering from a serious illness.

"Yes, just heading out for a stroll."

Kong nodded without embarrassment and walked out of the inn.

A day's rest, and he'd be rejuvenated by tomorrow!

Watching Kong's retreating figure, the chef sighed and shook his head. He wished nothing more than for Kong to live a long life, thinking that Kong's culinary talents would one day revolutionize the Douluo Continent, elevating the status of chefs across the land.

But seeing Kong in such a state, the chef couldn't help but lament that fate was jealous of geniuses!

Luckily, Kong didn't know what the chef was thinking; otherwise, he'd surely be filled with emotion.

His current situation was entirely his own doing!

How could he blame the heavens for it?

To have reached this point and married Beelzebub, he'd almost knelt before the heavens in gratitude! With such treatment, what was there to defy?

Feeling the warmth of the sunlight, Kong felt comforted. It was as if a fish on the brink of death, stranded out of water, had suddenly found itself back in its life-giving element.

With arms outstretched, he ignored the curious looks of passersby, spreading his arms as if to embrace the sun itself.

"Huh??"

(End of Chapter)

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