Chapter 195: A eunuch, and you still want to be the Emperor of my Star Luo Empire?
Chapter 195: A eunuch, and you still want to be the Emperor of my Star Luo Empire?
The six dim spirit rings around Tang San formed a sharp contrast with the nine spirit rings of Lin Qingmo on the high platform.
The whispers around him drifted into his ears with the wind, all full of disdain and ridicule.
"Is this that Tang San? Isn’t he supposed to be a Genius with twin spirits? How come he only has six rings?"
"Compared to the Blue Silver Douluo, it’s like the difference between clouds and mud. It’s a pity that he has the same Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul as the Blue Silver Douluo; it’s truly shameful."
Lin Qingmo’s figure descended from the high platform and stopped in front of him, a careless mockery hanging on the corners of his lips.
"What a pity, Tang San."
"Ignoring your top-tier twin spirits, you chose to listen to that misleading theory of Yu Xiaogang, draining your talent and potential completely."
"You’re lying! Teacher’s theory is correct! My Blue Silver Grass is not a Waste Martial Soul!"
Tang San roared with red eyes.
He wanted to raise his hand to release his Blue Silver Grass.
But he couldn’t even mobilize a shred of spirit power from his fingertips, and could only stand there trembling like a trapped beast.
The theory he had always held as the golden rule, the Yu Xiaogang he had always respected as his mentor, and the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul he had always been proud of, had at this moment become a joke in the mouths of others.
"With the same Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, I was able to become a Titled Douluo and stand at the pinnacle of the continent."
"Yet you, clearly possessing twin spirits and higher potential, can only remain trapped at six rings, marking time."
Lin Qingmo’s voice was not loud, but every word stabbed into his most painful spot.
"Tell me, why is that?"
"!!!"
Tang San stood in place, his mind in a state of Chaos.
His past persistence and beliefs collapsed instantly, like a sandcastle swept away by a gale.
Confusion and despair wrapped around him, making him struggle to even stand steady.
His whole body felt as if all its strength had been drained, and he slid down along the wall behind him.
...
Not far away, Dai Mubai’s breathing had long since lost its rhythm.
His brows were knitted together.
His whole body sank into the soft bedding.
What met his eyes was overwhelming white, a holy wedding hall, with a red carpet extending from his feet all the way to the high platform.
And at the end of the high platform stood a figure he had carved into his bones and blood.
Zhu Zhuqing wore a black gauze wedding dress studded with diamonds, outlining her exquisite figure.
Her usually cold brows and eyes were now suffused with a soft light, breathtakingly beautiful.
"Zhuqing?!"
Dai Mubai’s footsteps moved forward uncontrollably, his fingertips trembling slightly as he wanted to reach for that hand hanging by her side.
When it came down to it, the one he couldn’t let go of most in this life was Zhu Zhuqing.
He always thought that as long as he was strong enough, he could keep her and have her!
But his footsteps hadn’t even landed yet.
Zhu Zhuqing turned around and naturally took the arm of another person beside her.
That person was in a crisp white suit, his brows and eyes smiling; it was none other than Lin Qingmo.
The two stood side by side before the priest, a talented man and a beautiful woman, matching as perfectly as a carefully painted scroll.
"!!!"
Dai Mubai’s feet were nailed to the spot.
The air in his chest was instantly drained away, and the trembling of his fingertips spread to his entire arm.
"Dai Mubai, look at yourself now, like a stray dog."
As Zhu Zhuqing’s voice fell, it lacked its usual coldness, but was wrapped in thick, inseparable ridicule.
It was like a sharp knife quenched in ice, stabbing straight into his most vulnerable weak spot.
"Zhuqing, I..."
Dai Mubai’s Adam’s apple bobbed, wanting to open his mouth to defend himself.
But he found his throat seemed to be blocked by a huge rock.
He remembered his days in the Star Luo Empire, being pressed down by his elder brother Dai Weisi so that he couldn’t lift his head, unable to even keep his own fief.
In the end, he could only sneakily flee Star Luo, like a mouse that couldn’t see the light.
That was the humiliation he was least willing to mention in his life.
Now, Zhu Zhuqing had picked it apart, crushed it, and laid it out on the table word by word, making him wish he could find a hole to hide in.
"When you were running away like cowardly trash in the Star Luo Empire, you should have known that it was already over between us."
Zhu Zhuqing’s second sentence fell.
Dai Mubai’s nails dug deep into his palms, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth.
He had always thought that when Zhu Zhuqing came to Shrek to find him, it was because she still had him in her heart, and was willing to stand side by side with him to resist Dai Weisi’s oppression.
So in her eyes, he had been an unpresentable coward from beginning to end?
Was all his bitter cultivation at Shrek over these years completely worthless in her eyes?
"You are simply not worthy of me; only Lin Qingmo is the man I truly want."
This sentence was like the final straw that crushed all his self-esteem.
Dai Mubai’s proud Evil Eyes White Tiger Martial Soul and the spirit power he had cultivated for many years had all become a joke at this moment.
He couldn’t even keep the woman he loved.
He could only watch helplessly as she leaned in another man’s arms, using the most contemptuous tone to deny everything about him.
The anger in his chest was surging, almost breaking through his sanity.
Lin Qingmo put his arm around Zhu Zhuqing’s waist and laughed wantonly, the contempt in his tone almost overflowing.
"Zhuqing, don’t lower yourself to his level; he isn’t even a man now."
"Damn it!!!"
All the blood in Dai Mubai’s body rushed to his head, his teeth chattering, his jawline taut like a fully drawn bowstring.
What he cared about most in this life was his dignity,
and what he could least tolerate was others questioning his masculinity.
Lin Qingmo’s words directly trampled his face into the mud, and even ground it in a few times.
He wished he could rush up immediately, tear the couple in front of him into pieces, and grind their bones to dust.
But just as he took a step, the scene before his eyes spun dizzyingly.
When he steadied himself again, he was already standing in the main hall of the Star Luo Empire’s palace.
Long-forgotten memories flooded his heart.
In the magnificent main hall, the civil and military officials were lined up on both sides, and all the royal family members were present.
Gaze after gaze fell upon him, filled with undisguised ridicule and disdain.
On the Dragon throne, his father’s face was as heavy as water, without a shred of warmth.
Beside him, Dai Weisi wore a smile of certainty, as if looking at a clown.
"Look, this is that escaped Third Prince, who can’t even keep his own woman!"
An old minister with white hair and beard spoke first, the disdain in his tone piercing Dai Mubai’s ears like needles.
His gaze swept across the hall.
All the officials were pointing at him.
The murmurs surged over like a tide, choking him until he couldn’t breathe.
"Shut up! All of you, shut up! Aaaah!"
He wanted to refute, wanted to roar.
But he found his voice drowned out by the overwhelming chatter, as insignificant as a speck of dust.
"Exactly, and he still has the face to return to the Star Luo Empire? When he ran away back then, why didn’t he think about today?"
"I heard he was already castrated by someone?"
"Hahaha!!!"
As soon as this sentence was uttered, the entire hall erupted into roars of laughter.
Those laughs were like heavy hammers, smashing fiercely onto Dai Mubai’s heart.
"Hahaha, it’s hilarious, a eunuch, and he still wants to fight for the throne?"
"Our Star Luo Empire cannot afford to lose face like this!"
Dai Weisi looked down at him, the sarcasm in his tone undisguised.
"My good brother, what are you still coming back for? The face of the Star Luo Empire has been completely lost by you."
"Even your own fiancée has run off with someone else, what qualifications do you have to stand here?"
"Hmph, I don’t have a son like you, get out of the Star Luo Empire, and never come back."
The father on the Dragon throne finally spoke, his voice as cold as ice.
"Aaaah!"
A low roar, one only a beast could make, rolled from Dai Mubai’s throat, his muscles tensed tight.
He tried his best to urge the spirit power in his body, wanting to tear these people full of foul language into pieces.
But the spirit power that usually flowed freely was now like frozen river water; no matter how he tried to urge it, it wouldn’t move an inch.
He could only stand there.
Letting those mocking words smash into him, letting them trample his last bit of dignity.
His eye sockets were covered in bloodshot veins, and even his breathing brought a heart-wrenching pain.
In the end, he had become a laughingstock to the whole world, abandoned by everyone, surrounded by enemies on all sides.
This bone-deep sense of powerlessness and humiliation was a hundred times more painful than killing him.
(End of Chapter)
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