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Chapter 205: The Power of Resentment

Chapter 205: Chapter 205: The Power of Resentment

Wu Xia entered the bar and his gaze was immediately drawn to the woman in the center of the stage, dancing on the pole with tears in her eyes.

"Chen Juan?"

Wu Xia’s eyes widened in shock; the person before him was actually Chen Juan.

Surrounding Chen Juan were many men, scrambling and roaring desperately, throwing money at her, demanding that she strip.

Chen Juan’s eyes were filled with resentment, radiating a terrifying and powerful aura of hatred.

That was a power from the depths of the soul, invisible to outsiders.

"Is this the power of the soul?"

Wu Xia contemplated this, but he had no more time to think as a drunken man surged forward, laying hands on Chen Juan.

"Ah!"

Chen Juan screamed in fear and anger as she slapped the man.

The man became enraged and grabbed Chen Juan by the hair.

"Damn it, you little whore, playing hard to get when you’re selling your body, pretending to be pure, I’m going to fuck you today!"

As he spoke, he began to tear at Chen Juan’s clothing right on the stage.

"No, let me go, please, no, ah!"

Chen Juan screamed.

Suddenly, a familiar scent hit her, and a gust of wind blew past.

Bang!

The man was kicked and sent flying off the stage.

Chen Juan lifted her head in terror and saw the person before her, her face altering drastically in an instant.

"Wu... Wu Xia...brother..."

That moment, her eyes moistened, and she threw herself into Wu Xia’s arms, crying out loud.

At that moment, all the hatred she held for Wu Xia disappeared, replaced only by the presence of a familiar person before her, allowing her to release all the pent-up emotions within.

As Chen Juan wept bitterly, the aura of resentment surged and roiled out from her.

Wu Xia quickly absorbed this breath.

He could distinctly feel the restlessness in his Power of Soul.

"So this is how one cultivates the Power of Soul?"

Wu Xia was overjoyed and was preparing to harvest it when the bar’s music suddenly stopped.

Two spotlights immediately focused on Wu Xia.

A man with a scholarly appearance and a hint of handsomeness stood on the railing of the second-floor private booth, looking down at Wu Xia coldly.

"Friend, that’s my woman you’re holding. Please let her go. Even heroically saving the damsel must be timely!"

With emphasis, he said, "This is Jin Family’s territory!"

Wu Xia had intended to leave immediately, but he felt Chen Juan’s aura of resentment spike upon seeing that man, which in turn nourished Wu Xia’s soul.

Wu Xia was no longer in a hurry, taking this as an opportunity to study the source of Soul Power.

"Juan, it’s alright, your brother is here!"

Wu Xia placed his hand on Chen Juan, absorbing her aura of resentment, then turned to look at the man on the second floor.

"Are you Jin Can?"

Wu Xia remembered that after Chen Juan had disappeared, he had asked Sun Xujie to investigate, and it turned out she had come to Capital City with a man from the Jin Family’s outer circle named Jin Can. He had seen Jin Can’s information; it must be this man before him without a doubt.

Jin Can shuddered slightly, frowning: "You know me?"

"I don’t!" Wu Xia’s face darkened: "But now that I know it’s you, the problem will be easy to solve!"

"Hmm?" Jin Can looked puzzled.

Before he could react, a powerful force yanked him down from the second floor.

"Ah!"

Jin Can screamed as his body, like a kite without balance, smashed straight down towards the center of the stage.

Thump!

The people surrounding the stage recoiled in fright.

Even the man who had just been teasing Chen Juan picked himself off the ground, breaking out into a cold sweat. The alcohol’s influence vanished, and he hastily retreated.

This was Jin Family’s territory, the number one family of the Capital City. Even the Inner Court showed them some deference.

Now someone was causing a disturbance here and had brazenly attacked a young master of the Jin Family.

Jin Can was the Jin Family’s most prominent young master, revered and adored from all sides.

He was the most likely candidate to enter into the core circle of the Jin Family in recent years.

Therefore, Jin Can was extremely arrogant, having grown accustomed to acting high and mighty, never putting anyone in his eyes.

After all, this was the Capital City. Even if one were to encounter a cultivator from an Ancient Martial family, who would dare to provoke the Jin Family?

On the surface, the Jin Family was only ranked second among the Ancient Martial families, but in reality, the family’s strength was so formidable that their patriarch had been suppressed, leading to their drop to second place.

"Juan, did he bully you?"

Wu Xia’s foot was on Jin Can’s head while he inquired about the situation from Chen Juan beside him.

"Mhm!" Juan bit her teeth, her eyes emitting a fierce light, with resentment boiling within her.

Wu Xia’s eyebrows slightly lifted – it seemed Chen Juan had suffered quite a bit at the hands of Jin Can.

The guards and bodyguards around them immediately rushed up and surrounded Wu Xia.

"Let go of our young..."

Before he could finish, Wu Xia raised his hand and swung a palm strike. The bodyguards, like kicked soccer balls, were sent flying outwards, smashing into the surrounding tables and chairs with a cacophony of crashes.

Boom!

"Ancient Martial Artist?"

Everyone’s minds shook at the thought, and Jin Can’s mouth oozed blood as he darkly watched Wu Xia.

"Who are you exactly? Daring to cause trouble on our Jin Family’s turf, do you not wish to live?"

"What does it matter if you’re from an Ancient Martial family? This is the Capital City; this is the Jin Family’s turf. It’s not a place where you can run amok as you please... Ah!"

Jin Can hadn’t finished speaking when Wu Xia increased the pressure on his foot, stepping down harder and causing him to cry out in pain.

Seeing Jin Can being tortured, the Power of Soul within Chen Juan surged crazily.

This Power of Soul was strange – when Chen Juan was dancing on stage, it carried with it resentment.

Especially upon seeing Jin Can, the resentment was extremely intense.

However, when Wu Xia tortured Jin Can, it wasn’t resentment but a kind of dark pleasure, like achieving a sense of accomplishment herself.

Regardless of the state, Wu Xia was able to absorb this aura, replenishing the Soul Power within him.

Wu Xia pondered, remembering the battle against Orochi in Japan, how the negative emotions Orochi generated in his soul were overcome with the trust of the people, leading to a breakthrough.

This feeling seemed to have some connection with Chen Juan’s current emotional fluctuations.

"Could it be that the Power of Soul is essentially the power of emotions?"

Wu Xia shook his head. If it were merely emotions, then those Japan leaders watching their nation fall that day had intense feelings, yet none of them touched Wu Xia’s soul.

Wu Xia was at a loss, helplessly shaking his head. He decided to set the matter aside for the moment, focusing on dealing with Jin Can to absorb Chen Juan’s aura and increase his Soul Power.

"Ah! Kid, you’ll not die a good death. The core junior miss of our Jin Family is on her way, and she is one of our family’s outstanding members. Moreover, she dotes on me, her cousin, the most. She will definitely have you hacked into countless pieces!"

Jin Can bellowed furiously, roaring wildly.

As soon as his words fell, a majestic presence and a sweet, bell-like voice filled with Killing Aura came from outside the bar.

"Who dares to make trouble on the Jin Family’s territory?"