Chapter 13: The Frightened Xiao Wu—There's Actually a Titled Douluo Nearby?!
At this moment, Xiao Wu was holding a carrot in her hand, yet no matter what she did, she couldn't bring it to her mouth. Her body was stiff like a block of stone, her face deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down her forehead because she had just read the final part of the diary.
[If I remember correctly, Tang Hao is secretly following them as well. If Tang San really can't defeat the Datura Snake later on, he'll definitely intervene.]
[After all, Tang Hao is the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent in the public eye—Clear Sky Douluo!]
[There's no way he'd be stupid enough to let Tang San absorb a ten-year soul ring. You have to know, the age of a soul ring determines, to a certain extent, a soul master's upper limit.]
[If your first soul ring is a white one, your ceiling is basically locked. For most people, becoming a Titled Douluo in this lifetime would be impossible—even with innate full soul power!]
[And although Tang Hao claimed he was entrusting Tang San to Yu Xiaogang and even gave him a Spirit Hall Honorary Elder token, during the six years Tang San spent at the Nuoding Academy, Tang Hao was still watching him from the shadows.]
[He may have left at times, but if he stayed away for long periods, it would likely only be after Tang San went to Shrek Academy.]
Clang!
The carrot in Xiao Wu's hand fell onto the plate with a sharp sound, but she didn't care in the slightest.
There's a Titled Douluo near Nuoding Academy?
A bone-chilling cold shot straight from the soles of Xiao Wu's feet to the top of her head.
Why would a Titled Douluo appear in such a small city?!
If Tang Hao had been watching from the shadows all along, then wouldn't that mean her true form had long been exposed right under the nose of a Titled Douluo?!
'I'm done for… I'm completely done for!'
Xiao Wu looked around in terror, as if the surrounding air itself hid a pair of terrifying eyes, staring straight at her—at this "walking hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone gift package."
'Calm down! Xiao Wu, calm down!'
Her mood plunged straight to rock bottom, and even the carrots no longer tasted good.
Then, Xiao Wu secretly glanced at Lin Yuan, and a powerful will to survive suddenly surged within her. She hadn't avenged her mother yet—she couldn't die!
'That pervert Lin Yuan—if he already knows all of this and can still calmly eat his meal, and even dared to release his martial soul to spar with Tang San just now, then he must have a trump card!'
So now, her only way out was to cling tightly to Lin Yuan's thigh. Maybe, just maybe, the diary copy would even reward her with something to resolve this situation?
Xiao Wu's little movements all fell clearly into Lin Yuan's eyes. Naturally, he had deliberately written that information into the diary. This way, Xiao Wu would restrain herself a bit—and more importantly, understand that if she wanted to live, the best option was to rely on him. Or at least stay around him more often, to see if she could obtain some kind of reward from the system.
Of course, when it came to Tang Hao, there was nothing Lin Yuan could do for now. But he was skilled and bold. As long as he didn't have any overly intense conflicts with Tang San—just normal interactions—and even subtly expressed his dislike for Spirit Hall… Then guess what Tang Hao would think?
Tang Hao hated Spirit Hall, and he, Lin Yuan, also hated Spirit Hall. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Tang San possessed twin martial souls and would one day seek revenge against Spirit Hall. That would require a team of geniuses to support him. And wasn't Lin Yuan a perfect fit?
As for becoming a little closer to Xiao Wu? That wasn't a big problem at all. Unless Xiao Wu was willing to actively sacrifice herself to Tang San, Tang Hao could only make a move after Tang San reached Soul Saint or even Soul Douluo. Why not keep her captive instead? Because he didn't have that much time.
As long as it was certain that he, Xiao Wu, and Tang San would likely act together in the future, Tang Hao wouldn't bother interfering too much. He would simply let Tang San develop freely.
Besides, Lin Yuan had a system. The system would definitely give him something to keep himself alive. It was only the first day—Tang Hao hadn't noticed anything unusual yet. There was no reason for him to act so hastily.
As for whether the system would give rewards to those who possessed diary copies, was that even a question? Lin Yuan was certain—one hundred percent yes! But honestly, he didn't really care. They were all "his people" anyway. Giving them rewards just meant improving their self-preservation ability, ensuring they wouldn't fall too far behind him.
Moreover, with the diary rules in place, could those who possessed diary copies really turn against him? If someone slipped up and violated the diary rules, not only would their rewards be revoked—their memories would be taken back as well.
Xiao Wu: You big jerk! And you still say you're not a pervert?!
All the girls: We just have diary copies, and you already treat us like your personal possessions?
Lin Yuan's response was simple: "Graceful ladies are pursued by gentlemen." He had transmigrated—if he didn't end up with a few high-appearance women, wouldn't that be a waste of his transmigration?
As for whether they were just vases, he didn't care. He had a system. His own strength would definitely grow rapidly—was he supposed to expect them to block attacks for him? Even someone like Ning Rongrong, who had a powerful sect backing her, wasn't that important to him.
If they had such support, it was just a bonus. If not, that was fine too. What he wanted was the person, not the sect behind her.
With the system, even a "vase" could be built up. What Lin Yuan cared about first was their looks—then whether their values could be corrected. If they could be corrected, why not take them? If they couldn't—and even disgusted him—then he wouldn't be able to make a move anyway.
Lin Yuan looked at Xiao Wu, whose rosy complexion had completely faded. Feigning ignorance, he even reached out and touched her forehead.
"What's wrong? Feeling unwell all of a sudden?"
Xiao Wu didn't avoid Lin Yuan's touch. In fact, the moment his warm palm rested on her, she felt a long-lost sense of security—like finally finding shelter in the middle of a raging storm.
"N-no…"
Xiao Wu shook her head desperately. Her watery eyes glistened with a hint of moisture, looking pitiful and delicate—enough to make anyone want to protect her (or bully her).
"I don't know why… I just suddenly feel a little cold. After we finish eating, can we go back to the dorm together?"
Seeing Xiao Wu so clearly frightened, Lin Yuan secretly laughed. It seemed the effect had been achieved. Still, he felt like he might have gone a bit too far—he really couldn't stand seeing people cry. Unless they were crying because of him.
"Alright."
Lin Yuan stood up, walked over to Xiao Wu, and gently ruffled her head, messing up her originally neat scorpion braid.
"Let's go. Back to the dorm to rest."
Xiao Wu felt a little embarrassed; her face flushed red.
"I… my legs feel kind of weak…"
Too embarrassing! A dignified hundred-thousand-year soul beast, scared so badly she couldn't even walk!
Lin Yuan looked at her pitiful expression and sighed helplessly.
"You're such a hassle."
His mouth complained, but his body was honest. He turned around, crouched slightly, and patted his shoulder.
"Get on."
…
End of Chapter