Chapter 396: Shock at Shrek as the Soul Rings Open Together! Dai Mubai Trembles, Tang San Wants to Steal Xiaowu!_1

Zhao Wuji and Flander were trembling.

Their tightened pupils reflected the peerless grace of the Female Pope's silhouette.

A golden dress draped her perfect, golden-ratio figure.

Snowy, elongated legs stepped in golden boots.

Her exquisite face, those phoenix eyes glaring down with an inviolable majesty.

Now their morale had collapsed, their calves turned to jelly, nearly overcome by the urge to cry.

Flander's nose turned sour as he inwardly screamed.

Brother Yu, not Daddy Yu.

You sure know how to give someone a "surprise"!

You could have just come back by yourself, why did you have to bring the Female Pope with you?

Isn't that just going to scare us half to death?

Luo Yu was oblivious to the problem and asked in confusion, "Old Zhao, Old Flander, what's wrong with you guys? Sit down, why are you so startled?"

Zhao Wuji and Flander gave him a resentful glance.

What's wrong?

It's because you scared us.

They bowed to Bibi Dong in unison.

"Zhao Wuji."

"Flander."

"We pay our respects to Her Holiness the Pope."

Bibi Dong's phoenix eyes didn't flutter, as she shook her head and said,

"Stand up."

"This isn't Pope Hall; there's no Female Pope here."

"Just Brother Yu's woman."

"If you respect my Brother Yu, then you respect me."

"Right, right...!" Flander and Zhao Wuji nodded obediently like children.

Seeing the Female Pope so compliant with Luo Yu,

they elevated him in their hearts to a status akin to their own father.

They didn't care about losing face in front of the students, being old hands at this.

How much is face worth, really? Snuggling up to a big shot was the real benefit, something incomparable.

They weren't blind, nor were they fools; they could clearly see the trend: Soul Land would inevitably become Luo Yu's personal property.

Having secured the Martial Soul Hall's Female Pope, and even bagged the Little Princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, surrounded by a group of women with terrifying strength, who else could compete with this power?

As for Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun and others, they were now cowering in a corner, shivering, their mouths tightly shut, daring not to make a peep.

They were about to cry out of fear.

This big brother is so powerful, even the Female Pope is subdued by him.

Who would dare offend him? That would be purely idiotic.

They were filled with regret, thinking if only they had cozied up to Luo Yu sooner, they might have been on the fast track to success. Unfortunately, they missed the best opportunity.

Now, if they could just ensure they weren't enemies, they would be grateful.

Everyone settled around Luo Yu, chatting casually.

A Wu curiously asked, "Brother Yu, you've been cultivating for such a long time this trip, what were the results? We can't even see through your strength anymore."

"Mom, I think you couldn't see through it before either," Xiaowu retorted with a roll of her eyes.

"Go away!" A Wu pinched her daughter's waist.

"Husband, why don't you show us the results of your cultivation?"

Bibi Dong and the Zhu Zhuqing sisters also expressed interest in this topic.

Luo Yu smiled, "I'm not opposed to showing off a bit."

"But..."

"But what?" Bibi Dong blinked her beautiful eyes.

"You'll have to pay up."

Bibi Dong pouted, "Cut it out—you're not short on cash."

Xiaowu, the Zhu Zhuqing sisters, and Ye Lingling began to employ their charms.

"Brother Yu, us little sisters don't have any money~"

A Wu bit her red lip.

"If not money, how about payment in kind?"

Luo Yu nodded, "I think that's acceptable."

A Wu's eyes twinkled with cunning, and with a wave of her hand, she boldly declared, "Alright, I'll settle all the sisters' accounts; just tell me how long I need to accompany you."

The beauties present were no mere ornaments—they quickly discerned A Wu's ulterior motive.

Lan Ling'er scoffed lightly, "We don't need you to cover for us, we can do it ourselves."

"Mom is so bad, blatantly trying to monopolize Brother Yu," Xiaowu pouted.

"Hiss..." A Wu winced in pain, thinking her daughter was raised in vain; once a man came into the picture, she started to turn her back on her mother, no longer sharing the same heart.

Bibi Dong was already reaching for her purse, ready to pay up.

Hearing about payment in kind?

Such a good deal?

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Spending more would be foolish, she quickly withdrew her hand.

With Luo Yu so coveted by the goddesses, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were green with envy.

This was the life they had dreamed of.

Unfortunately, the life of their dreams belonged to someone else—blunted by Luo Yu's overwhelming force, they no longer even had the courage to look at beautiful women twice.

Luo Yu eventually couldn't withstand his little wife's coquettish whining and moved to the center of the hall alone.

Pair after pair of beautiful eyes turned to him in unison, each speculating about Luo Yu's current realm.

"Clang!"

A resonant sword cry echoed throughout the entire tavern.

Four feet three inches—a simple longsword, the Nineday Executioner, landed in his palm.

The blade emitted an ancient rhyme, brimming with divine essence.

"Swish swish swish!"

Five deep red hundred-thousand-year soul rings appeared in quick succession.

Carrying a ferocious presence, they bathed the entire room in a crimson glow.

The sight left the women's beautiful eyes struggling to keep up.

With a flick of Luo Yu's wrist, the Sky-Punishing Longsword wailed.

Everyone felt as though they were surrounded by endless sword qi, with the sound of a thousand longswords ringing in their ears. The sharp aura sliced at every inch of their skin, involuntarily tensing up their bodies.

Before the women and Zhao Wuji and the others could even express their astonishment,

Luo Yu flipped his wrist and had already sheathed the longsword.

His eyes focused, and the Purple-Gold Divine Light burst forth, a domineering aura soaring.

"Roar!"

A heaven-shaking dragon's cry, and a nine-colored dragon shadow emerged.

Dragon Might permeated the entire venue, with irregular diamond-shaped dragon scales flashing a fierce light, and fearsome dragon claws spreading evil aura.

It was clear to everyone if Luo Yu hadn't deliberately controlled the size, the building would have probably already burst.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"

Six golden soul rings, glittering and flashing, appeared one after another.

Red gold, blue gold, brown gold, black gold, white gold, green gold.

Each soul ring unleashed the Dragon Might unique to its element. The aura of various elements converged and reflected; the room's elements roared into life as if each soul ring harbored a mini dragon shadow of incredible and terrifying might.

"Six... six soul rings surpassing hundred thousand years??"

Flander's voice trembled, his eyes nearly splitting open in shock, his lips turning white.

Zhao Wuji was left speechless, inwardly mocking himself.

Shrek always touted only recruiting monsters and not ordinary people.

But when a true monster appeared, they themselves were dumbfounded in shock.

Luo Yu shook his head slightly, a smile spilling from the corners of his mouth.

In an instant, he withdrew his Dragon God Martial Soul.

Zhu Zhuqing swallowed and her bright, beautiful eyes were wide open.

"Brother Yu, is this really the full extent of your strength now, it's terrifying."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded in shock in agreement.

"Of course not."

Luo Yu said with a smile, then stimulated his left leg.

The room that had just calmed down was once again caught in a fierce storm.

"Boom boom!"

Silver light burst forth.

Chains of silver shadows appeared, densely encasing Luo Yu's legs, but the chains sealing his left leg were clearly already half-broken.

The place where the chains were broken dazzled with golden light, waves surpassing those of mortals emanated, shaking the tables and chairs, causing the entire tavern to tremble.

Everyone could feel the air becoming thick as if molasses, making breathing difficult.

When Luo Yu withdrew the aura from his body and returned to normal,

the hall fell deathly quiet.

Those incomparably beautiful faces all opened their cherry mouths wide, gazes filled with reverence.

Even Empress Bibi Dong was no exception, humbled by Luo Yu's might.

At the same time, Tang San was running down the streets of Tiandou City, heading in the direction of the tavern.

He clenched his fists, grinding his teeth.

"Luo Yu, think you're so great?"

"Going after my aunt and kicking my father and me out of the house."

"This enmity is irreconcilable."

"I'll take advantage of your absence today to steal away Xiaowu from your headquarters!"

"See how you cry when you come back and find Xiaowu gone, hahaha!!"

Tang San looked in the direction of the Shrek-occupied tavern.

"Xiaowu, wait for me, Brother San is coming."

"I believe you must love me, it's just your mind has been temporarily clouded by Luo Yu."

"Wait for me!!"

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