Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 314: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

A Soul Master carrying a soul bone passed by Tang San and Xiao Wu. His sneaky demeanor, coupled with the faint scent of blood on his body, instantly caught Tang San's attention. Without anyone noticing, Tang San swiftly retrieved a small vial from the Soul Tool at his waist. With a slight flick of his wrist, he poured out a tiny pill made from a special medicinal powder. With a subtle motion, Tang San flicked the pill, sending it flying at an uncanny angle toward the Soul Master with the soul bone.

Due to its special structure, the pill instantly disintegrated into powder upon impact, scattering onto the Soul Master. The light collision didn't even draw the Soul Master's attention, and he remained completely unaware that a soul from another world had silently marked him.

Confirming that the Soul Master hadn't noticed his Tang Sect techniques, Tang San flashed a faint smile and continued strolling through the streets with Xiao Wu as if nothing had happened.

After wandering around for a while longer, it seemed as if fate had its hand in their day. Xiao Wu suddenly discovered a particularly unique hotel.

"Rose Hotel. Xiao San, let's stay here!" Xiao Wu pointed excitedly at the extravagantly decorated and somewhat extraordinary Rose Hotel, enthusiastically suggesting it to Tang San.

"Whatever you say," Tang San replied indifferently. Over the years of working odd jobs and receiving generous monthly stipends from Spirit Hall, Tang San had managed to save up a decent amount.

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, never cared about money and spent freely. To avoid constantly overspending, she simply handed all her income to Tang San, trusting him to manage it. With Tang San keeping an eye on things, she could at least save enough to last until her next stipend from Spirit Hall.

Just as described in the original story, when Tang San and Xiao Wu entered the hotel, they requested two rooms. However, the receptionist, seeing how close they were, gave them a knowing smile before awkwardly stating that only one room was available.

The staff at the Rose Hotel had a certain professional courtesy. Even if there were dozens of rooms left, they would always claim there was only one available when couples or close individuals came in. It was just part of their service standards.

The receptionist began enthusiastically describing how spacious and comfortable the room was, how it could easily accommodate two people and more. However, just as Tang San was about to pay, a slightly distorted voice came from behind them.

"I believe that room should be mine, don't you think?"

Three figures appeared behind them, swaying as they approached the front desk.

Two men flanked a tall, slender figure. A woman?

Regardless of Tang San's moral character, as a disciple of the Tang Sect, his skills as an assassin were beyond reproach. In his past life, he had dissected countless corpses and had an extensive understanding of human anatomy.

While the person sandwiched between the two men appeared to be a tall, slender woman dressed in loose-fitting female attire, with long golden hair cascading down to her waist and a strong scent of makeup and alcohol, Tang San's keen observation skills told a different story.

The skeletal structure of this individual was entirely inconsistent with that of a female. The shoulder-to-hip ratio was off, and although the outfit tried its best to conceal the neck, Tang San was confident there was an Adam's apple hidden there.

This person wasn't a woman—they were a man in women's clothing.

A disguise?

Tang San's first thought was of the mandatory training in disguise techniques he had undergone as a Tang Sect disciple. However, he quickly dismissed the idea.

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No, this didn't seem like a deliberate disguise. There was no intent to conceal anything—it was purely... purely a man dressed as a woman?

Looking at the three people in front of him, their intimate and unorthodox interactions gave Tang San the feeling that he had just encountered something entirely peculiar.

"You must be new here. Don't you know that one room is always reserved for me?"

The cross-dressed Dai Mubai, still holding the two men beside him, took a step forward and spoke coquettishly to the receptionist.

The receptionist, trained to maintain composure in all situations, resisted the urge to vomit. With a strained but polite smile, she thought to herself, "These disgusting people are too much."

Looking at Tang San and the charmingly beautiful Xiao Wu, the receptionist silently expressed her condolences for the pair.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Young Master Dai. About the room—"

"Oh, stop it! Call me Miss Dai!" Dai Mubai took another step forward, reaching out to wrap an arm around the receptionist. With a coy tone, he said, "Be a dear and remember to call me Miss Dai, okay?"

The overwhelming scent of alcohol and makeup made sweat drip from the receptionist's face. Trembling uncontrollably, she barely managed to stabilize her expression and plastered on a stiff smile.

"Miss Dai, this is my fault. I'll fetch the manager right away!" The receptionist bolted, leaving Dai Mubai, and the two men, Tang San, and Xiao Wu standing there awkwardly.

Dai Mubai's gaze lingered on Tang San's well-built frame, a hint of desire flashing in his eyes. Tang San, feeling the unsettling stare, broke out in goosebumps. He nearly reached for his Zhuge Crossbow to strike down the monster in front of him.

This kind of creature is asking for death!

However, mindful of Xiao Wu's presence and his responsibility as her elder brother figure, Tang San suppressed his urge to attack. With a frosty expression, he spoke.

"Excuse me, but I believe we were here first."

"Oh, don't be like that, little brother. The room is spacious—it could easily accommodate three or five people. That receptionist must have forgotten that I always keep a room here. Why don't I share half of the room with you? Judging by your appearance, you must have been traveling for a while. Why don't you join us for a little welcome party?"

"That's right, that's right! I'm known for my hospitality here in Souto City." One of the men, Bu Le, rubbed his hands together, his lecherous gaze fixed on Xiao Wu. His entire demeanor reeked of lust like a fly buzzing eagerly around its prey.

Meanwhile, Ma Hongjun, the other guy, alternated his gaze between Tang San and Xiao Wu. Staring at their attractive features and well-proportioned figures, he felt the evil fire within him grow even stronger than it had been years ago. Drooling, his loose pants betrayed some rather unspeakable changes.

"Monsters! Blue Silver Bind!" Tang San, disgusted, stepped into his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, swiftly dodging Dai Mubai's outstretched hand. He summoned his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, and two yellow soul rings appeared around him as he launched his first soul skill at the trio.

The Blue Silver Grass, far more resilient and vibrant than an ordinary plant, shot out from Tang San's hand, aiming to entangle the three.

Beside him, Xiao Wu, fiery-tempered as ever, wasted no time joining the fray. Ignoring everything else, she summoned her martial soul. Bunny's ears sprouted atop her head, and a faint bulge at the back of her shorts hinted at the tail accompanying her martial form.

"First Soul Skill: Waist Bow."

Her first yellow soul ring gleamed as Xiao Wu's speed and explosive power surged. She leaped like a rabbit, closing the gap between her and Bu Le in an instant. With her long, slender legs, she struck at Bu Le's abdomen with a powerful kick.

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