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Soul Land: Power of Space

From the Power of Space To the Heavens in Soul Land/Doulou Dalu Lu Yuan reincarnates in the world of Soul Land/Doulou Dalu with the Ultimate Space Element as his Martial Spirit. Join his adventure as he sets his goal to become the strongest in the world. Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Land or any other works mentioned in this Fanfic. This is a translated version of the WebNovel. You can support me on Patr3on. 15+ chapters in advance. patreon.com/Chizihn

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111. How Dare He Treat Me Like a Fool

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Soul masters possess incredibly keen senses.

However, this is only relative. If it's a soul master of the same level, concealing their aura and standing quietly in a concealed corner, Xiao Wu most likely wouldn't be able to detect them.

But as it is now, standing openly, breathing heavily, looking like an angry rabid dog. If Xiao Wu couldn't sense it, then she would truly have an issue.

Glancing curiously not far away at the trembling, pale boy, Xiao Wu's gaze abruptly halted when she was about to shift it away.

Clearly, she recognized this young man.

Though three months had passed since they last met, both she and the young man had undergone certain changes. But that unforgettable deception left Xiao Wu completely aware that the pale young man before her was that despicable liar: Tang San.

Spitting out a vehement curse inwardly, Xiao Wu boldly took the lead, grasping Lu Yuan's hand and striding past Tang San in an act of defiance.

After their initial exchange of glances, she never turned her eyes toward Tang San again.

Standing rooted to the spot in a daze, Tang San didn't understand why, as he watched the two walk past him, he suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Wu."

His voice was drier than ever before. Not only did it sound unpleasant, but it also startled Tang San himself.

Unfortunately, the two who had just passed by didn't appear to hear his voice; they continued laughing and quickly moved ahead.

Tang San stood perplexed. Could he have mistaken the person?

However, Tang San quickly realized his mistake. Stepping forward, his form transformed into a shadow, and he instantaneously appeared before Xiao Wu and Lu Yuan, blocking their path.

"Wait, Xiao Wu."

His voice was hushed and sincere, deliberately ignoring his enemy, Lu Yuan.

He had reached a resolution. Regardless of the outcome, he needed to express his feelings and make Xiao Wu aware. Unrequited love was already bitter, but unexpressed unrequited love was even more so. It was often referred to as "secret love."

Now, an opportunity presented itself, and he wasn't willing to let it slip away, even with his sworn enemy standing before him.

Tang San had caught a break. This strategy had worked in the past and he hoped it would work now too.

After all, the crowd was large. In public, no matter how furious Lu Yuan might be, he wouldn't act out. People sympathized with the underdog.

Even though he could presently defeat his opponent, some matters couldn't be resolved through physical confrontation.

However, Tang San had miscalculated yet again this time. His gaze was brimming with affection, on the brink of overflowing.

Feeling scrutinized by such a gaze, Xiao Wu instinctively shrank back, hiding behind Lu Yuan. Then, she heard Tang San speak in an unprecedentedly gentle tone:

"I like—"

"Shut up!!"

An abrupt, angry shout cut off Tang San's three-word confession.

Furious, Xiao Wu burst out from behind Lu Yuan, rushed forward, and, disregarding the stunned onlookers, delivered a resounding slap to the motionless Tang San.

To be honest, not only were the bystanders dumbfounded, but Tang San and Lu Yuan were equally taken aback.

This was  beyond their expectations...

For a moment, Lu Yuan couldn't find an adequate adjective to describe the explosiveness of the current scene.

Of course, at this moment, the majority of the onlookers couldn't either.

If two men were fighting each other, there would be numerous adjectives to describe the scene. However, considering the present situation...

It was evidently the young man attempting to confess his feelings to the girl. Yet, unexpectedly, it was the girl's boyfriend who hadn't made a move, while she couldn't resist. She responded with a resounding slap.

It was intricate.

Moreover, that slap...

It sounded like it really hurt!

By the way, could this girl's martial spirit possibly be that of a tiger? Observing her behavior, it certainly aligned with a tiger's traits.

The speculations of the onlookers didn't impact the three central figures in this affair. Touching his fiery cheek, Tang San hesitated momentarily before firmly continuing:

"Xiao Wu, I like you."

Clearly, Tang San was resolute about confessing his feelings to Xiao Wu today.

Even though Xiao Wu had just slapped him... Tang San's determined heart remained unswayed.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger within her, Xiao Wu's expression darkened as she stated:

"Tang San! Don't be a nuisance! Get out of the way!"

Tang San had already expressed his feelings.

Attempting to physically intervene at this juncture would be futile; it was best to leave this awkward scene promptly.

Moreover... Xiao Wu covertly glanced at the impassive Lu Yuan beside her.

It's over!.... Her husband seems upset. And so...

Looking away and returning her gaze to the still Tang San, Xiao Wu's already elevated anger surged once more.

This wretched scoundrel!

Not only did he intend for him to inherit his father's business and swindle her of her soul ring and soul bone, he also aimed to shatter the bond she had cultivated with Lu Yuan.

Truly despicable!! How could Auntie Ah Yin not see through this?

She had realized the truth, yet he still endeavored to salvage the situation here... Did he really think she was a fool?

Observing the fiercely determined Xiao Wu, who had already summoned her martial spirit, Lu Yuan reached out to gently hold her, pulling her into his arms.

A subdued voice followed.

Empowered by his soul power, his words reached the ears of all the bystanders unhurriedly.

"Xiao Wu, don't be angry. Having feelings for someone is a personal right; irrespective of who they like, that right remains. owever, not everyone we like will reciprocate. So, if he has feelings for you, that's his concern; but whom you like is your prerogative. These two aspects aren't mutually exclusive."

Biting her lip, a touch of resentment evident, Xiao Wu muttered:

"But I don't want him to like me. I don't want to cross paths with him in this lifetime."

Calmly parting from the gathering, Lu Yuan carried Xiao Wu away in his arms.

However, just as everyone began to regain their senses, assuming the ordeal was over, a colossal ice fist materialized out of thin air.

Enveloped in a faint, chilling aura, it traversed through the still-assembled crowd, ruthlessly slamming into Tang San, who had been anticipating such an assault.

Mysterious Jade Hand!

Tang San cried inwardly as his palm radiated an immaculate jade hue. His hand, jade-like and firm, balled into a fist, unflinchingly meeting the incoming ice fist.

Boom!

Yet, Tang San's Jade Hand managed to withstand the immense ice fist which descended.

What followed was even more astonishing: after a brief deadlock, the ice fist erupted.

A burst of brilliant white light erupted forth.

Witnessing this spectacle, the onlooking crowd couldn't help but scream, scattering in fear to the sides.

Whenever soul masters engaged in combat, the ordinary populace often bore the brunt of the consequences. However, despite being fully aware of this, their penchant for gossip couldn't be stifled.

It didn't take long for the realization to dawn upon them.

"This vibration isn't right!"

Someone's voiced within the crowd, drawing attention to this peculiar occurrence. This sudden remark prompted many bystanders, who were engrossed in gossip, to finally register what was happening. They turned their heads towards the epicenter of the explosion.

And there he stood.

The youth, his visage etched with palm imprints. Though not encased in ice, his garments had become a sheath of frost. As a gentle breeze fluttered by, his attire disintegrated into fragments that were carried away on the wind.

The only thing not carried away was the belt-style soul guide on the young man's waist.

Even so, the appearance of this belt-style soul guide clearly bore witness to the damage it went through.

"Whom you fancy is your concern. Who you profess your feelings to is none of my business. But confessing to my lady before me tramples upon my dignity. It's no small feat to cultivate oneself. This time, consider it a minor retribution and a significant caution. However, should a next time arise... I'll have your head ~"

The muted voice sounded once more. However, waves of laughter after.

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