radicalducati Chapter 27 Another Fortune Made by the Angry Dai Huabin
Chapter 27 Another Fortune Made by the Angry Dai Huabin
Stepping out of the bustling Soul Arena, Dai Youheng immediately spotted a striking scene not far away.
Dai Huabin's face was ashen, as if he had swallowed a fly, yet he still knelt upright in front of Huo Yuhao.
Under the complex gazes of the many trainees around him, he gritted his teeth and kowtowed three more times, each time landing heavily with a dull thud. Then, almost shouting, his voice filled with humiliation and resentment, he cried out, "I was wrong!"
"A bet is a bet." Dai Huabin truly embodied these four words.
Or rather, a bet made in front of so many people involves not only his personal reputation, but also the reputation of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. If he denies it, and word gets out that the Dai family members can't afford to lose, the loss of face would be far greater than if he kowtowed and admitted his mistake.
Dai Youheng stood calmly to the side, arms crossed, waiting quietly for Dai Huabin to complete the "ritual." Only when Dai Huabin stood up, brushing the dust off his knees, trying to maintain the last shred of pride, did Dai Youheng slowly walk forward.
"Hey, Dai Huabin." He spoke calmly, as if greeting an ordinary classmate, "My soul bone, and three million gold soul coins—shouldn't you cash them out by now?"
These words were like a fuse lit in a powder keg. Before Dai Huabin could even speak, Zhu Lu, standing beside him, couldn't hold back any longer. Her pretty face was frosty as she angrily rebuked, "Dai Youheng, don't go too far! Do you even remember who you belong to? Why do you have to help outsiders humiliate Huabin like this?"
She was both anxious and angry. Dai Huabin had already embarrassed himself enough during this period, and now he had lost several bets, especially the soul bone!
Such a precious resource is not something even the Dai family would squander at will.
The first thousand-year soul bone that Dai Huabin lost was manageable, but this second ten-thousand-year soul bone was something he had to advance by using up the resources of his family's share for a considerable period of time in the future!
If this soul bone is given away again, it means that Dai Huabin will not be able to obtain any decent resource support from the family for a long time to come.
Although the Dai family no longer has the throne to contend for, the succession to the dukedom remains competitive, making resource allocation crucial.
As Dai Huabin's fiancée, Zhu Lu naturally thinks of him all the time. Seeing her fiancé's interests being damaged and his future potentially affected, how could she not be extremely anxious?
"Anyway, I'm not related to Dai Huabin." Dai Youheng glanced at Zhu Lu, his tone still indifferent. Not to mention him, even the former sycophantic Youheng never considered himself related to Dai Huabin.
In that cold ducal mansion, Dai Huabin looked down on all the illegitimate or childless children except for his father Dai Hao, his mother the duchess, and his elder brother Dai Yueheng. He also bullied Dai Youheng and Dai Luoli quite often. Who would have a sense of family identity with such a person?
"You...!" Zhu Lu was so angry at his light yet extremely distant words that her eyebrows furrowed and her soul power became somewhat unstable.
"Stop talking!" Dai Huabin suddenly interrupted Zhu Lu. His face was so dark it could drip water, his gaze icy as he looked at Dai Youheng, his tone filled with undisguised contempt and arrogance. "He's right! He's not even from the same family as me. He's just a son born out of wedlock. What right does he have to compare himself to me? He's not even worthy to carry my shoes!"
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging anger and humiliation, maintaining his twisted pride. "But I, Dai Huabin, as the eldest son of a duke, always keep my word and accept my defeat!"
As he spoke, he flicked his wrist and threw an object shimmering with a deep purple halo and a purple-gold card at Dai Youheng!
"Take it!"
Dai Youheng easily raised his hand and caught the two items precisely.
The item they acquired was a soul bone, dark purple in color, shaped like a fragment of a skull, and radiating a strong spiritual fluctuation and energy aura.
The other card was a Gold Soul Coin card bearing the seal of Shrek City's largest bank and marked with a face value of three million.
Is this a ten-thousand-year-old head bone?
Dai Youheng sensed the energy of the soul bone and felt a slight stirring in his heart.
The bet Dai Huabin made this time was of far higher quality than the previous thousand-year-old left arm bone! Even if it had only just reached the ten-thousand-year level, its value would be far greater than that of a thousand-year-old soul bone, let alone an extremely rare and precious head soul bone!
If Dai Youheng didn't have an extreme pursuit of soul bones, this ten-thousand-year-old head soul bone would already be enough to tempt most people if it were an ordinary soul master.
However, he was well aware of future opportunities and the existence of many soul beasts over 100,000 years old. Key parts such as the head and torso bones had to be reserved for the best options and could not be compromised.
A seemingly satisfied but actually somewhat mocking smile appeared on his face as he carefully put away the soul bone and gold card. He then thanked Dai Huabin, whose face was ashen, and said, "Thank you very much. If there are any more acts of kindness like this in the future, remember to let me know in advance."
These words were like adding fuel to the fire. Dai Huabin clenched his fists instantly, his knuckles turning white. He wanted nothing more than to pounce on them and attack, but he managed to restrain himself. He let out a heavy snort from his nose, grabbed Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie, and left quickly without looking back, as if staying for even a second longer would be torture.
Dai Youheng ignored his anger. He took stock of his current assets: nearly a million he had saved from "robbing the rich to help the poor," nine million he got from the ninth-level soul master who looted his bag, three million he had just received, and the money he won from gambling...
He currently possesses an astonishing 13 million gold soul coins in liquid cash! This is a fortune that would make even a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse envious!
This doesn't even include the three soul bones he possesses; if they were all sold, it would be an incredibly substantial income.
"The Shrek City Treasure Pavilion's Treasure Appreciation Event is coming up soon," Dai Youheng thought to himself. "I remember in the original story, the most expensive treasure at that event was the Golden Earth Dragon King's right arm bone, worth 9.5 million. That 10 million+ sum is enough for me to sweep up all the resources I fancy at the event!"
Dai Huabin, along with Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie, practically fled the area that had caused him so much humiliation.
The gazes around him, whether sympathetic, mocking, or gloating, felt like needles pricking his back, making every step he took a burning pain.
Only after turning into a secluded alley and confirming that no one else was around did Dai Huabin slam his fist against the wall beside him, instantly cracking the hard stone bricks with spiderweb-like fissures. His chest heaved violently, his heavy breathing suppressing a raging rage and murderous intent.
"Huo Yuhao! Dai Youheng!" He squeezed out the two names through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly sinister glint.
Twice! Within just a few days, he was forced to kneel and kowtow to Huo Yuhao twice—a humiliating disgrace! This had completely crossed his bottom line, trampling on all his pride and dignity as the eldest son of the White Tiger Duke!
And that Dai Youheng! He's just a lowly illegitimate son, yet he dares to help outsiders against me time and time again. Now he's even won two precious soul bones and a huge sum of money from me. His smug, petty face is utterly disgusting!
"Hua Bin..." Zhu Lu looked at him worriedly and asked cautiously, "Are you... alright?"
"Are you alright?" Dai Huabin whirled around, his bloodshot eyes glaring at Zhu Lu, startling her into taking a half-step back. "How could I be alright? I, Dai Huabin, have never suffered such humiliation in my life! Huo Yuhao! I must kill him! And Dai Youheng, those three soul bones in his body must be vomited out!"
Cui Yajie frowned slightly, hesitant to speak. She felt that Dai Huabin was blinded by anger, but in his rage, she dared not offer any further advice.
Dai Huabin took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down, but the killing intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest. He looked at Zhu Lu, lowered his voice, and coldly ordered, "Zhu Lu, go and ask the academy for leave for me. Tell them I'm not feeling well and need to rest for a few days."
"Hua Bin, where are you going?" Zhu Lu's heart tightened, and she had a bad feeling.
"Don't worry about it," Dai Huabin said firmly. "I have my own plans. Huo Yuhao must die; we can't let him continue to grow stronger! As for Dai Youheng, hmph, I'll teach him the lesson of offending me!"
He did not intend to kill Dai Youheng, after all, killing one's own kind is a great taboo. He only wanted to take back the soul bone and give Dai Youheng a lesson he would never forget!
Seeing the crazy and determined look in Dai Huabin's eyes, Zhu Lu knew she couldn't persuade him, so she could only nod worriedly, "Okay, I'll go now."
Without saying another word, Dai Huabin turned and strode quickly toward the outside of the academy, his figure soon disappearing at the end of the road.
He was going to contact some people, some lurking in the shadows, who specialized in handling "dirty work." To get rid of Huo Yuhao and take revenge on Dai Youheng, he was willing to use unconventional methods, and might even pay a greater price.
In fact, Dai Youheng knew what Dai Huabin was thinking when he saw him leave.
But he wasn't worried at all, because he had a very simple way to draw all the hatred onto Huo Yuhao.
Anyway, it won't affect him.