Soul Land: I Became Qian Xunji’s older brother

At this moment, Qian Renchuan was unaware of Tang San's little schemes. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care; he was just a good-for-nothing who could only rage ineffectually, constantly fantasizing about being superior.

Qian Renchuan had just arrived at the Rose Hotel, one of Soto City's two famous landmarks.

Although the Rose Hotel wasn't the largest hotel in Soto City, in Qian Xunfeng's previous life, it was practically a must-visit for transmigrators, who would find ways to corner Dai Mubai and give him a good beating.

As for why Dai Mubai would come to the Rose Hotel, it was probably because the hotel's decor was too flamboyant, appearing entirely rose-red, and the hotel's sign was also inlaid with large roses made of red crystals.

Just by looking at it, one could tell it wasn't a proper place, yet the hotel actually did legitimate business, only providing accommodation and small props.

"Give us a room."

Qian Renchuan wouldn't be coy. He liked Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu liked him; what was there to hide about a mutually affectionate relationship?

"The best one."

As if remembering something, Qian Renchuan raised a flamboyant eyebrow and said softly, his demeanor bearing a three-tenths resemblance to his father, Qian Xunfeng. His future was immeasurable.

"Alright, here is your room card."

Seeing Qian Renchuan and the beautiful girl beside him, even a novice service attendant could discern their relationship and immediately produced the room card for the Rose Ocean room.

Just as Qian Renchuan took the room card, an undeniably excellent voice came from beside him.

"Oi, where did this kid come from? Don't you know this room has already been reserved for me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Mubai, with a head of yellow hair, wrapped his left and right arms around a pair of twin sisters and said somewhat flamboyantly, while also looking at the graceful Xiao Wu.

His heart was no longer calm.

How could Xiao Wu's figure be so good in this life? Compared to this, she was just a country bumpkin in the previous life. Tsk tsk tsk, he was really a bit envious of Tang San.

"And you, new service attendant, don't you know this room has always belonged to me, Dai Mubai?"

Only to highlight his aura and casually intimidate the service attendant who had no Soul Power, Dai Mubai then truly noticed the short, brilliant golden hair, noble demeanor, and a face even more handsome than his own. He felt a sense of self-abasement and shame.

No, how could Tang San have developed so well in this life, even more handsome than him? How did his original blue hair become brilliant golden hair? How did he look more noble than him? Is this still my brother Tang San, who is currently a bumpkin?

"Kid, seeing as you're also a Soul Master, how about we fight? Whoever wins gets the room?"

Dai Mubai was unsure if the people in front of him were Tang San and Xiao Wu, and he spoke with a slightly flippant tone. If that man wasn't Tang San, at this age, he didn't believe he would lose, as he hadn't wasted these past few years and was now a thirty-ninth-level Soul King.

"Remember well, my name is Dai Mubai, my Martial Soul is Evil-Eyed White Tiger, and I am a thirty-ninth-level Battle Soul King."

Looking at Dai Mubai's confident appearance, Qian Renchuan's expression was calm, his eyes already filled with disgust.

"Good."

Qian Renchuan was displeased by Dai Mubai's slightly flippant words. His father had told him that anyone who harbored ill will towards him must be taught a sufficient lesson.

After all, he was the future Pope, and even a hint of malice was disrespectful and intolerable to him.

"Yinchuan, twelve years old, Martial Soul Blue Silver Emperor, fifty-second-level Control System Battle Soul King."

As he spoke, five Soul Rings—two purple and three black—appeared on his body. The Blue Silver Grass with golden patterns quickly covered the entire Rose Hotel.

"How is that possible!"

Dai Mubai exploded upon seeing Qian Renchuan's absurd Soul Ring configuration. What kind of ridiculous Soul Ring ratio was this? Was this even human?

"Don't get distracted during a fight!"

In just a moment of panic, Qian Renchuan's fist smashed over.

"Boom!" The immense force sent Dai Mubai flying backward instantly, burying him in the rubble.

"Just a useless Martial Soul, and you really think you're Tang San!"

As a good-for-nothing who was carried by Tang San in his previous life, Dai Mubai had a strange confidence in Tang San. Even though Qian Renchuan looked terrifying, his brain, controlled by his lower instincts, was inexplicably confident. Perhaps this was the result of a mind-dulling curse placed on him by the Tang God King back then, and he hadn't recovered yet.

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation."

Dai Mubai, consumed by rage, had his third Soul Ring appear on his body. His body rapidly expanded, and his injuries faded significantly.

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave."

A golden orb of light shot out from Dai Mubai's mouth, instantly erupting with terrifying power and flying directly towards Qian Renchuan.

"Myriad Transformations · Shield!"

Seeing this, Qian Renchuan calmly transformed the Blue Silver Grass in his hand into a thick wooden shield, blocking it in front of him.

Boom—

After a violent explosion, smoke billowed. Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes stared intently at Qian Renchuan's location, then swept a glance at Dai Mubai, ready at any moment to activate her Soul Skill and kick this annoying fellow to death.

"How boring."

The smoke dispersed, Qian Renchuan said indifferently. With a flash of his figure, he appeared before Dai Mubai.

"Myriad Transformations · Spear!"

At such close range, the long spear transformed from the Blue Silver Grass in Qian Renchuan's hand pierced down, directly impaling one of Dai Mubai's arms.

"Myriad Transformations · Blade, Sword, Staff, Spear, Hook."

Facing the dense, rapidly changing attacks, Dai Mubai constantly dodged frantically with his snake-like movements, filled with regret in his heart.

This person seems even more outrageous than Tang San.

"Minor Senluo Domain!"

Qian Renchuan had grown tired of the cat-and-mouse game. He lightly kicked the ground, and in an instant, countless Blue Silver Grass tightly surrounded Dai Mubai.

"Myriad Transformations · Hundred Swords Piercing Heart!"

A hundred long swords made of Blue Silver Grass appeared behind Qian Renchuan. With a gentle refer to, the hundred long swords shot out instantly.

"Not good!"

This move could take his life. Dai Mubai's face was filled with terror, and he dared not slack off, all three of his Soul Rings appearing simultaneously.

He directly unleashed his strongest attack to resist the incoming hundred long swords.

The moment the two auras clashed, the golden beam of light was instantly disintegrated, but it also slowed down the hundred long swords. However, Dai Mubai only managed to dodge a few.

The remaining long swords instantly slashed Dai Mubai dozens of times, turning him into a bloodied mess.

"Wait, I surrender."

Dai Mubai chickened out. He was destined to be a War God in the future; how could he die so easily? He hadn't yet experienced the taste of the Goddesses in the God Realm, and Zhu Zhuqing was still waiting for him. He couldn't die yet.

Seeing this, Qian Renchuan did not stop the flying swords. Instead, after Dai Mubai surrendered, he shouted, "Quick, get out of the way! I can't control these flying swords anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Mubai looked at the few flying swords heading his way, his face turning ashen with fright. He disregarded his image and scrambled to his feet like a dog.

At that very moment, just as Dai Mubai stood up, his 'little white' was targeted by the incoming long sword. Before Dai Mubai even realized it, he felt a sharp pain in his crotch.

Afterward, he saw half of his 'little white' slide off. Dai Mubai's mind went blank. He knelt on the ground in a daze, feeling a burning pain below, and cried out in agony, "No!"

Blood continuously flowed from his crotch, scaring the two twin sisters into fleeing in disarray. The amount of bleeding was even more than when they had their period; it was too brutal.