It wasn't until Yun Chuan had mentally listed hundreds of Dai Mubai's offenses that the wooden figure had beaten Dai Mubai into an almost unrecognizable state. His ribs were all broken, his bones shattered, and he looked like he was exhaling more than inhaling, on the verge of death.
Too ruthless! What kind of hatred or grudge was this?
The onlookers couldn't help but shiver, looking at Dai Mubai, who was beaten to within an inch of his life by the wooden figure. They were as quiet as cicadas in late autumn, afraid of making any noise that might lead to them being beaten by that wooden figure as well.
"Stop, please stop, Spirit Master sir! If you keep hitting him, Young Master Dai will be beaten to death." Seeing Dai Mubai on the verge of death, the hotel manager finally mustered the courage to step forward and plead. He wasn't genuinely kind-hearted or unable to bear seeing Dai Mubai beaten to death. It was purely because he knew Dai Mubai was a student of Shrek Academy, and the teachers of that academy were powerful Spirit Emperors and Spirit Saints. If their student were beaten to death here, it would inevitably incur their wrath upon the hotel.
By then, his career as a hotel manager would essentially be over. So, even though he knew he might get implicated by stepping forward, he still bit the bullet and pleaded.
Fortunately, after he spoke, Yun Chuan, who was enjoying the beating, also came to his senses and ordered the wooden figure to stop. After all, while he disliked Dai Mubai, killing him directly would be too much. A good beating to vent some anger was enough.
Always resorting to fighting and killing was too bloodthirsty. Besides, no matter what, his current identity was a teacher at Shrek Academy. What would it look like if he actually beat a student to death here?
"Bang!"
The wooden figure threw Dai Mubai away. Covered in blood and with his skin torn, he looked exceptionally miserable. If he were left there, he would probably die soon.
That wouldn't do; if he died, there would be no more fun.
Watching Dai Mubai, who was left with only half a breath on the ground, the hotel manager sighed in relief but also became nervous. Given his condition, if he didn't receive treatment soon, he would probably die in a short while.
They needed to quickly invite a healing Spirit Master to treat him.
Just as the hotel manager was about to instruct the waiter to invite a Spirit Master, he saw Yun Chuan make a new move. He raised his right hand, and a Blue Silver Grass appeared in his palm.
"What is he going to do? Is he still not satisfied and wants to hit him again?" Tang San and Xiao Wu thought to themselves, while the hotel manager's heart, which had just settled, rose again.
Fortunately, as if sensing their worry, Yun Chuan glanced at them and casually explained, "Don't worry, if I wanted to kill him, this kid wouldn't last a single move. I've had enough fun; I can't let this kid die now."
After speaking, he turned his gaze to the Blue Silver Grass he held. The Blue Silver Grass began to emit a faint, misty emerald green light. Then, Yun Chuan gently waved the Blue Silver Grass in his hand.
A piece of Blue Silver Grass leaf detached and slowly floated towards Dai Mubai, who was lying on the ground, barely alive...
Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, this single grass leaf gently merged into his body. Instantly, Dai Mubai's entire body, which had been a bloody mess, began to emit a soft emerald green light...
A fresh and natural aura wafted over them.
Everyone instinctively took a deep breath, feeling completely refreshed. It was as if they had arrived in a desolate, primeval jungle; the fresh air that assailed them was simply exhilarating, making them feel as if their bones had lightened by a third.
As for Dai Mubai, enveloped in the emerald green light, his previously broken body was rapidly mending. Swelling receded, broken bones reconnected, and his battered skin quickly healed and scabbed over, then the scabs fell off, revealing perfectly restored skin... In the blink of an eye, Dai Mubai, who had been almost unrecognizable, was completely recovered.
Everyone around was stunned.
Such an exaggerated recovery ability was nothing short of a miracle.
Of course, among the people present, Tang San was the most bewildered. He looked at the ordinary Blue Silver Grass in Yun Chuan's hand, then recalled his own Blue Silver Grass, and immediately felt that there was indeed a difference between people. Why was someone else's Blue Silver Grass so amazing? Besides combat, it even had healing functions. It could fight, support, and heal—was such an all-around Spirit really Blue Silver Grass?
"Hmm~"
Dai Mubai, who had been lying motionless, let out a groan, then slowly opened his eyes. He stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment, then instinctively said, "Where is this? I'm not dead yet?"
"Alright, if you're not dead, get up quickly. Don't play dead!" An impatient voice entered his ears.
Dai Mubai shivered all over and immediately sat up instinctively. Then he found himself still in the chaotic hotel lobby. Not far away, that devil-like figure was looking at him impatiently, saying in a harsh tone, "Kid, you should be glad you're a student of Shrek Academy, otherwise you'd be a dead man by now."
"You... healed me?" Dai Mubai looked at the bloodstains on his tattered clothes and his fully recovered body. How could he not know that he had been saved by the person in front of him?
"This time is just a lesson for you, so you won't be so arrogant in the future and avoid provoking people you can't afford to offend," Yun Chuan said, adopting the demeanor of an elder from a sect, lecturing, "This time you just happened to meet me. If it were someone else, you would have been crushed like a chick!"
"..."
Dai Mubai was silent for a moment, making it impossible to discern what he was thinking.
After a long pause, he finally stood up and bowed.
"I have been taught."
"Alright, since you're awake, leave quickly." Yun Chuan waved his hand and walked to the front desk, saying, "Give me a room, and by the way, all the damage here will be charged to that kid named Dai."
The waiter was stunned, then subconsciously looked at the hotel manager. He was met with a scolding gaze and immediately understood. He quickly took the key to the last luxury room in the hotel and bowed repeatedly, saying, "Please, I wish you a pleasant stay!"
Everyone present watched Yun Chuan's figure disappear into the stairwell.
Dai Mubai, with a heavy expression, directly took out a large bag of money and threw it onto the front desk. Then, without saying a word, he didn't even bother with the twin sisters not far away and walked straight out the door.
"Young Master Dai, wait for us." The twin sisters saw this and became anxious, quickly chasing after him from behind.
"Brother San, what do we do now?" Xiao Wu asked Tang San, who was still in a daze, bringing him back to his senses. He said with a wry smile, "What else can we do? The only room has been taken by someone else. We can't just rush up and fight them, can we? Let's go to another hotel and find another room."
"That's all we can do." Xiao Wu was a bit depressed, but although she was willful, she was only spoiled by Tang San and not foolish. Just now, Yun Chuan had effortlessly beaten a Spirit Elder of over thirty levels like a dog. Now, if it were the two of them, it would be the same. Provoking him would only result in a severe beating, with no other benefits.
So, the two of them walked straight out of the hotel.
In the lobby, only the ignored hotel manager and waiter were left, staring at each other.
They remained silent.