Chapter 6: Spreading Dog Food in Person, Dai Mubai Rages and Vomits Blood

After speaking, Dai Xiyu walked down the Soul Fighting Platform lightly and calmly, arriving before Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhu Yue.

Only then did the crowd react.

Dai Xiyu, you won!

That trashy prince actually really reached the nineteenth level!

Not only the spectators,

the distant Star Luo Emperor and Netherworld Duke were also utterly shocked.

Just now, they still thought Dai Xiyu claiming to be nineteenth level was a lie, intending to disturb Dai Mubai's thoughts.

Actually, having eleventh or twelfth level would already be not bad.

Yet they never expected Dai Xiyu not to have lied at all.

Being able to so easily defeat the fifteenth-level Dai Mubai, he must be at least three levels higher.

That is to say, Dai Xiyu's soul power is at least eighteenth level.

In that light, Dai Xiyu's claim of nineteenth-level soul power should not be false.

If he were already eighteenth level, there would be no need to deliberately claim an extra level.

Glancing at each other, the Star Luo Emperor and Netherworld Duke both saw the shock in the other's eyes.

The Netherworld Duke murmured, "If I remember correctly, the Second Prince was still seventh-level soul power half a year ago..."

"In just half a year, he rose twelve levels. Aside from Bibi Dong, I've never heard of anyone else achieving such a feat."

The Star Luo Emperor's gaze was deep, and he also replied in a low voice:

"It's that I paid too little attention to Xiyu; to progress this far, the effort must not have been small."

"There is also a possibility that Xiyu obtained some opportunity somewhere I don't know of, enhancing his talent..."

……

After Dai Xiyu stepped down from the Soul Fighting Platform, the prompt in the upper left of his vision refreshed again.

【Gain from Dai Mubai's fortune +200000】

It seems that being defeated in one move by a former subordinate also dealt Dai Mubai a considerable blow.

Adding the line "Don't underestimate a poor youth" made it a spiritual critical hit.

The meaning is that these years Dai Xiyu has been enduring hardship, working hard in secret;

while Dai Mubai has been wasting time, thus being overtaken like this.

Multiple blows stacked together, causing his fortune to be plundered by two hundred thousand all at once.

Dai Xiyu glanced at the prompt, then, with his expression unchanged, took back the necklace from Zhu Zhuqing's hand.

He also took his ring from Zhu Zhu Yue's other hand.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing finally came to her senses.

"Your Highness, this, you really are nineteenth level?"

The coldness on her face had vanished, and Zhu Zhuqing's expression was filled with disbelief.

Dai Xiyu said firmly:

"It's absolutely certain, and I faintly feel that breaking through to twentieth level is not far off."

As soon as he said that, the surroundings again echoed with countless gasps of cold air.

Zhu Zhu Yue beside him couldn't help but ask, "But I clearly remember you being innate soul power level two..."

If it were before, Zhu Zhu Yue asking like that would undoubtedly be very impolite.

But at this time, it's different.

Dai Xiyu has already achieved success; asking now is practically handing over the opportunity to show off.

Dai Xiyu curled the corner of his mouth and said calmly:

"Low innate soul power is not a reason for weakness. I merely spent the time others used for enjoyment entirely on cultivation, that's all."

Upon saying that, the onlooking crowd was greatly shaken.

Thinking that one's talent is even higher than Dai Xiyu's, yet soul power is far inferior, gives the urge to find a block of tofu to crash into.

Others with innate second-level soul power can reach the nineteenth-level peak at age nine.

We with innate third or fourth-level soul power have only just broken through to eleventh level.

Looking in the mirror, what is called trash? The reflection in this damn mirror is truly utter trash!

Unlike the spectators,

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes showed a glimmer of hope.

Dai Xiyu, with innate second-level soul power, can through effort reach nineteenth level by age nine.

Then what about me? With innate seventh-level soul power, could I reach even higher?

If effort can achieve such results, then elder sister Zhu Zhu Yun is indeed a member wasting time.

Perhaps the outcome of this family struggle is not predestined.

Dai Xiyu is a living example; our future still holds hope!

Thinking this, Zhu Zhuqing's gaze gradually became firm.

Before the Crown Prince is established, defeat the elder sister and survive to the end.

This is her sole belief at this moment.

Dai Xiyu put the necklace into his pocket, then after thinking, extended his left hand and took Zhu Zhuqing's right hand.

Zhu Zhuqing startled, instinctively struggled, but soon calmed down again.

In everyone's sight, Dai Xiyu slowly slipped the ring possessing one cubic meter of storage space onto Zhu Zhuqing's right middle finger.

Amazingly, the ring that originally appeared loose due to Zhu Zhuqing's small hand actually gradually contracted under the pull of soul power.

Finally, it snugly fit against the fair, tender skin of Zhu Zhuqing's finger.

Facing Zhu Zhuqing's surprised gaze, Dai Xiyu spoke softly:

"Before my mother passed away, she once said that this ring was to be given to my future fiancée. Now I give it to you—this is my mother's gift to you."

Zhu Zhuqing reacted, looking at the exquisitely shaped ring on her right middle finger, her face involuntarily flushed.

She was always cold‑hearted and expressionless, and didn't know how to respond.

After a few seconds of silence, she could only lower her head and whisper, "Thank you…"

In an instant, the onlooking crowd all felt something.

They felt as if, out of the blue, they had been fed a mouthful of dog food.

They had originally wanted to see the joke of this good‑for‑nothing second prince.

But they hadn't expected that this second prince would show them up the whole time, stealing all the spotlight.

On the contrary, the third prince Dai Mubai, who should have been the center of attention, ended up becoming the joke.

Just then, a notification refreshed in the upper left of Dai Xiyu's vision.

【Gain from Zhu Zhuqing's fortune +200000】

【Gain from Dai Mubai's fortune +300000】

……

Seeing these two prompts, Dai Xiyu's heart blossomed with joy.

His mother's dying words were, of course, fabricated.

He said that merely to increase his favor with Zhu Zhuqing and thereby gain fortune.

As for the result, this trick's effect was outrageously good.

Moreover, he dealt Dai Mubai a spiritual critical hit, snatching away three hundred thousand in one go.

Turning his head, he saw Dai Mubai being supported by a lackey, not having gone far yet.

Seeing the left arm's strange bend, it was obviously broken.

Dai Mubai's gaze at Dai Xiyu seemed to wish he could devour him alive.

Seeing this, Dai Xiyu reached out and, taking the opportunity, pulled Zhu Zhuqing into his embrace.

Her delicate body was soft, a fresh fragrance brushed his face, refreshing heart and spleen.

Zhu Zhuqing instinctively struggled a bit, but upon feeling the ring on her finger, she gave up resisting.

After all, as fiancés, isn't it normal to hug?

But upon seeing this scene, Dai Mubai finally succumbed to rage‑induced heart anguish, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

【Gain from Zhu Zhuqing's fortune +50000】

【Gain from Dai Mubai's fortune +400000】

……

After the notification refreshed, Dai Xiyu again looked toward Dai Mubai's head.

【17744214】

In just one day, Dai Mubai has already had nearly two million of his fortune siphoned away.

From over nineteen million, it has dropped to over seventeen million.

"It seems the blow still isn't big enough; from now on I'll have to think of a way to deal this guy a major hit."

"After all, there are other Sons of Fortune waiting for me; dragging this on might cause me to miss the best opportunity……"

Dai Xiyu secretly pondered and already had some plans in mind.

After Dai Mubai was carried away, the Xingluo Emperor and the Youming Duke finally stopped observing and stepped forward from behind the crowd.

At that moment, the observing nobles finally noticed the Xingluo Emperor's presence and hurriedly bowed in salute.

Afterward, there was nothing particularly special happening.

The Xingluo Emperor specially praised Dai Xiyu's diligent cultivation, after which the banquet continued.

After the Xingluo Emperor finished speaking, the Youming Duke came to Dai Xiyu's side and, with a cold expression, patted his shoulder.

"Not bad."

Finally, he glanced over at the lone Zhu Zhuyue off to the side.

He raised his arm, then lowered it again, and finally just let out a sigh.

As the Youming Duke and head of the Zhu Clan, he would not favor any of his children.

The rules left by his ancestors prevented him from intervening.

Regardless of whether this struggle among the clan's descendants is fair, he can only stand by and watch.

Zhu Zhuyue, seeing this, merely gave a miserable smile.

She lifted her stiff steps and walked out of the banquet hall one step at a time.

……

At this moment, inside the third prince's chamber on the east side of the third floor of the Xingluo Imperial Palace.

Dai Mubai sat on the bed; beside him stood an Imperial Physician carrying a medicine box, who was treating his broken arm.

The intense pain made Dai Mubai grit his teeth, and his hatred for Dai Xiyu grew stronger.

Beside him, a lackey from an Earl's family, somewhat worried, asked: "Your Highness the Third Prince, what should we do next?"

Another illegitimate son from a Duke's mansion also frowned and spoke:

"Dai Xiyu couldn't have suddenly become this strong; he must have been hiding his strength all these years. Now that he's revealed his talent, those people haven't had time to flatter him yet, and we're probably no match."

Dai Mubai was about to speak when he felt pain in his arm; his anger flared instantly and he couldn't hold back, snarling at the Imperial Physician.

"Hiss… be gentler, do you have no eyes?!"

That imperial physician is one of the top three support-type soul masters in the imperial palace, and at least he is a fifty‑level Soul King.

Being scolded so sharply by a prince of only a teen level, he also couldn't keep his face.

However, he had also spent a dozen‑odd years in the imperial palace, so he was quite experienced in dealing with people.

So he didn't say much, merely treating Dai Mubai's wound with extra care.

Dai Mubai glared at the imperial physician, then turned his head and said through clenched teeth: "Wait, we just need to wait for now."

"There's still a month until the Royal Advanced Academy breaks for vacation; when Dai Weisi returns, he will certainly not let Dai Xiyu off the hook."

Saying this, Dai Mubai let out a cold laugh and continued:

"Before, Dai Weisi wasn't in a hurry to act, thinking Dai Xiyu posed no real threat. But now, he's surely the one who's most anxious."

"As long as Dai Weisi comes back, Dai Xiyu won't be able to last more than a few days……"

……

The banquet lasted until deep into the night.

After parting with Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Xiyu returned to his own bedroom.

As the saying goes, "In a bustling city, the poor are ignored; in a remote mountain, the rich have distant relatives."

Today, after Dai Xiyu displayed his strength, many noble youths came forward to curry favor with him.

Among them was even a lackey of Dai Mubai, hoping Dai Xiyu would not hold past grudges against him.

Dai Xiyu never liked such occasions, and by the end he had grown somewhat numb to them.

Now that it's finally over, it's time to get down to business.

He dismissed the two maidservants and shut the door tightly.

He then sat cross‑legged on the bed and, with a thought, opened the status bar in the system interface.

【Name: Dai Xiyu】

【Gender: Male】

【Age: 9】

【Martial Soul: White Tiger】

【Soul Power: Rank 19】

【Strength: 55】

【Agility: 45】

【Stamina: 55】

【Lifespan: 216 days 03 hours 33 minutes】

Compared to before, his lifespan has increased by over a hundred days again.

Although the time is still short, this is merely the beginning.

After closing the status bar, Dai Xiyu opened the Fortune Store again.

(End of Chapter)