While Lin Yu was busy eliminating the Wolf Thieves in the western frontier of the Heaven Dou Empire—honing his martial arts and ridding the land of these scourges—his continuous use of the Golden Saint Dragon Martial Soul didn't go unnoticed.
Each time Lin Yu fought fiercely and wiped out a group of Wolf Thieves, he would seize the night to practice his Guiding Technique: Rebirth of Life and Death and Five Hearts to the Sky Meditation. This dual cultivation, coupled with the refinement of his genetic energy, not only optimized his body's condition but also triggered a subtle evolution in his Golden Saint Dragon bloodline.
Far away, in the Star Dou Great Forest, the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena could sense this growing power more clearly each day. Though tempted to take action and capture Lin Yu to bring him back to the forest, she restrained herself—for the twelfth live broadcast was imminent.
Soon, another month had passed since the last broadcast.
The twelfth live broadcast was about to begin!
As the broadcast approached, Lin Yu took a break from hunting Wolf Thieves and settled down in a city hotel. Seated cross-legged on a large bed, he waited in silence for the broadcast to start.
At 10 o'clock sharp, an invisible wave rippled across the Douluo Continent, instantly plunging everyone's vision into darkness. When the world returned to view, the familiar, starry void appeared before them, with a large, floating screen displaying streams of rapidly changing text.
[Dai Tianfeng (sighing): It's finally time again, huh? The twelfth broadcast... been waiting for this for 30 days. Although I'm guessing it'll show us events from the future like the last one, I still hope the questions this time aren't tied to that.]
[Xue Ye (agreeing): Dai Tianfeng, I share your sentiment this time.]
[Ning Fengzhi (smiling): It's not impossible! The last broadcast was unexpected, after all. Let's stay open-minded.]
[Meng Shenji (thoughtful): Here's hoping it's like last time.]
As the conversations flowed across the screen, many began speculating about what this broadcast would show. Based on past experiences, it was now widely believed that broadcasts occurring 30 days apart were likely to reveal future events, while those 15 days apart would revisit the past.
After a brief buffering period, the virtual screen flickered before transforming into a vivid scene: a bustling, vibrant city filled with people and carriages moving along the streets.
Wait, could this be... Many soul masters, particularly those from Shrek Academy like Flender and Zhao Wuji, were stunned—and then overjoyed. The city in the broadcast was none other than Suotuo City!
"Whoa! The broadcast is showing Suotuo City!"
If the broadcast was indeed centered around events in Suotuo City, Flender and Zhao Wuji felt they might have a real shot at influencing what happened. Other soul masters and clans near the area, including those in Suotuo City and Balak City—such as the Dragon Serpent Clan—shared their excitement.
As the camera zoomed through the city streets, it soon focused on a three-story building, shaped like a giant, blooming rose: the Rose Hotel.
That's the Rose Hotel! Some of the local viewers recognized the hotel immediately, marveling at its distinctive design.
Just then, the camera captured a tall, golden-haired young man dressed in an elegant white suit—a figure with a head of long, golden hair and unsettling, sapphire-blue eyes. He walked confidently towards the hotel, arm-in-arm with two stunning young women, both strikingly different in appearance but equally beautiful.
Wait... is that Dai Mubai?! Lin Yu's eyes widened in surprise.
He wasn't the only one shocked. In the Star Luo Empire, Emperor Dai Tianfeng and Crown Prince Dai Weisi also stared at the screen in disbelief, recognizing the young man as none other than Dai Mubai, their younger prince. Even in the Duke's Mansion, Zhu Zhuqing—though having never met Dai Mubai—recognized him instantly due to his resemblance to her fiancé, Dai Weisi, and his eerie, dual-colored pupils.
Watching Dai Mubai swagger into the hotel with two women, clearly intent on spending the night with them, Zhu Zhuqing's delicate face grew cold. Although Lin Yu had previously hinted to her about Dai Mubai's reckless behavior, seeing it firsthand was both infuriating and painful.
So it's true... everything Lin Yu said was true, she thought bitterly.
Since her childhood, Zhu Zhuqing's fate had been entangled with Dai Mubai through a political marriage arranged by their families. But seeing the man who was supposed to be her future husband now indulging in such debauchery filled her with both anger and a sense of injustice.
Why? Why am I bound to this man from the moment I was born? Zhu Zhuqing fumed. Why can't I choose who I love? Is it because I'm the Duke's daughter?
As Zhu Zhuqing wrestled with her emotions, the broadcast continued.
In the hotel, Dai Mubai led the two women to a private suite, eagerly stripping off his clothes as they entered. What happened next was all too clear, but before things escalated further, the broadcast cut away from the scene, sparing viewers from the less savory details.
Instead, the broadcast shifted to snippets of Dai Mubai's daily life. Yet, every scene showed the same pattern—different women, ranging from mature, seductive women in their thirties to innocent, wide-eyed girls in their teens. Dai Mubai lived a life of indulgence, reveling in debauchery day after day.
Finally, the camera turned its focus to the Star Luo Palace and the Duke's Mansion. It showed Zhu Zhuqing's increasingly difficult life as she faced growing pressure from her sister Zhu Zhuyun and her betrothed, Dai Weisi. With Dai Mubai having fled the palace, Zhu Zhuqing's struggles only worsened.
As Lin Yu watched the scenes unfold, his suspicions about Dai Mubai were confirmed. A wave of disgust swept over him as he realized the depths of the young prince's depravity.
What a revolting character, Lin Yu thought with disdain.