Douluo: Snatching Xiao Wu at the Start to Become a Cao Thief

Every night, he clearly wanted nothing more than to devour her whole. If she had not stopped him, Wen Xuan would have played with her all over by now.

What Xiao Wu did not know was that Wen Xuan had already played with her—while she was dreaming.

"Alright, alright. Wasn't I just putting on a show for outsiders?"

Amid their bickering, the two picked out a pair of white Underwear with a rabbit pattern.

They then went into the fitting room, where Wen Xuan and Xiao Wu lingered for dozens of minutes.

When they came out to pay, Xiao Wu's lips were swollen.

"How much is the pair she's wearing?"

To hide from the cashier's appraising gaze, Wen Xuan pointed at the Underwear Xiao Wu was wearing.

Since they were both girls, Xiao Wu showed the other woman the style she had chosen.

"Two Silver Soul Coins."

Wen Xuan took out two Silver Soul Coins and immediately led Xiao Wu away.

From the look in the clerk's eyes earlier, Wen Xuan could tell that she understood exactly what had happened.

To avoid the awkwardness, Wen Xuan just wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

"Xiao Xuan, why are you running so fast?"

Xiao Wu did not know why Wen Xuan was running so quickly, but her mouth really hurt.

When Xiao Wu asked, Wen Xuan awkwardly rubbed her head.

"Don't worry about it for now. Let's go register."

"Mm! Alright." Seeing the embarrassment on Wen Xuan's face, Xiao Wu did not ask further and automatically took his hand.

They headed toward Luoding City Junior Soul Master Academy.

Meanwhile, at Luoding City's gate.

An old man and a young boy were entering the city.

The two were dressed in rags. The younger one wore coarse clothes covered in patches, while the older one looked slightly better, though he reeked of sweat.

Under the disgusted gazes of many passersby, the old man and the boy entered the relatively prosperous Luoding City.

"Grandpa Jack, how far are we from the Soul Master Academy?"

Tang San, the protagonist of the Douluo Continent plane, could not stand the strange looks from those around him.

He looked at Old Jack beside him, wanting to know how long it would take to reach the academy. The gazes around them made him feel as though they were looking at stray dogs.

If not for the many patrolling soldiers nearby, Tang San truly wanted to silently fire the Silent Sleeve Arrow hidden in his sleeve at those people mocking them.

"Haha, Little San, just a few more steps and we'll be there. But... Little San, once you get to the academy, you must get along well with your classmates. You can't get into conflicts with them, otherwise..."

As Old Jack spoke, he dissatisfiedly stamped the cane in his hand.

Perhaps because he was too agitated, he coughed a few times as well.

Tang San put on a concerned expression and stepped forward to pat Old Jack's back.

If Old Jack were not still useful to him, Tang San would not have bothered with him at all. Old Jack smelled strongly of old age, and even Tang San found it disgusting, though he still had to keep up appearances.

"Enough, Grandpa Jack. I will."

Seeing how sensible and obedient Tang San was, Old Jack felt rather satisfied.

"If that drunkard father of yours were even half as sensible as you, he wouldn't have made you... sigh."

Old Jack reached out and squeezed Tang San's underdeveloped wrist. There was practically no flesh on it, making him look as though he had been abused.

"Grandpa Jack, Father must have his own hardships." Hearing Old Jack speak of his father, Tang Hao, Tang San—who had been an orphan his entire previous life—treasured this familial affection deeply.

Even if Tang Hao did not treat him very well, it was still better than being alone.

Seeing the displeasure on Tang San's face, Old Jack shook his head and said no more. After all, Tang Hao was Tang San's father, and it was their family matter. No matter how much he said, it would not help.

In the shadows, a burly man draped in a black robe, reeking of liquor and sweat, had heard the conversation between Tang San and Old Jack.

Touching the wounds on his body, Tang Hao's eyes became incomparably resolute.

"Ah Yin, our Little San's talent surpasses even mine from back then. In the future, Father and Son will avenge you against Spirit Hall."

As he spoke, Tang Hao casually smashed a section of wall.

After Tang San and Old Jack had gone farther away, Tang Hao immediately concealed himself and followed.

At the entrance to Luoding City Junior Soul Master Academy.

"Go on in. If there's anything you don't understand, you can come ask me anytime."

Looking at the Silver Soul Coin in his hand, the guard at the entrance smiled obsequiously at Wen Xuan and Xiao Wu as he watched them enter the academy.

Wen Xuan did not want to have a conflict with the guard, so he simply spent money to avoid trouble. It was only one Silver Soul Coin, and he could afford it.

Once the guard had grown distant, Xiao Wu asked Wen Xuan in confusion.

"Xiao Xuan, why did you give him money? One Silver Soul Coin can buy so many carrots."

After saying that, Xiao Wu pouted in dissatisfaction.

This was money belonging to both her and Wen Xuan, yet they had given it to a mere gatekeeper for no reason. She felt somewhat unhappy, but since Wen Xuan was the man Sister Xiao Wu had claimed for herself, she only asked with mild displeasure.

There was no blame in her tone.

Seeing Xiao Wu fret over the money, Wen Xuan found it amusing.

After all, in the original story, Xiao Wu had been extravagant with money at this point and had not even known how precious Gold Soul Coins were. Yet after getting together with him, she had started being frugal.

Poking Xiao Wu's puffed-up little face, Wen Xuan smiled. "If we hadn't given him some money to send him away, he would've asked all sorts of questions before letting us in. We don't have much money left, but we can still afford this little bit. If we really run out of money... we'll sell Xiao Wu's... skirt."

Afraid that Xiao Wu would hit him after saying that, Wen Xuan quickly ran toward the crowded area.

At first, Xiao Wu thought his words sounded normal and did not react. But when she saw Wen Xuan running away, she instinctively chased after him, and on the way, she understood what he meant.

Her face immediately flushed red with anger.

"Wen Xuan! You actually want to sell my clothes? Sister Xiao Wu is going to beat you to death!"

Their horseplay drew the attention of quite a few people, though they were all little children around Wen Xuan and Xiao Wu's age.

Only a few had been accompanied by their parents.

While fooling around, the two arrived at the Academic Affairs Office for registration.

To avoid having too much contact with Tang San, Wen Xuan spent ten Gold Soul Coins to arrange a nicer Double Room for himself and Xiao Wu.

After receiving their Academy Uniforms, Xiao Wu and Wen Xuan were led by the Grade Director into a relatively clean and spacious student dormitory.

"Alright... this will be your dormitory from now on. These are the keys. The two of you must keep them safe; they'll have to be returned later."

The director handed a key each to Xiao Wu and Wen Xuan, then prepared to leave.

However, Wen Xuan reached out and stopped him.

"Wait a moment, Teacher."

Seeing Wen Xuan stop him, the director suppressed his displeasure. After all, the boy before him was a rich young master.

"Is there anything else, Wen Xuan?"

The director looked at Wen Xuan with a smile.

"Well... I wanted to ask... where Dormitory Seven is."

"Dormitory Seven! Those are the dorms for Work-study students. Why are you asking about that?" The director looked completely confused at Wen Xuan's question.

"I have a friend who seems to be in Dormitory Seven, so I wanted to ask."

"Oh, Dormitory Seven is downstairs. If you want to find your friend, just go down. There's a sign on the door—you should be able to read it."

Hearing that Wen Xuan was merely asking for the location and that it was for a friend, the director dismissed his suspicions.

Otherwise, he would have thought that young masters and young ladies like Wen Xuan and Xiao Wu had come to the academy to cause trouble.

After all, few young masters and young ladies attended their academy. Though their academy was not bad within Luoding City, it was still far inferior to those advanced Soul Master Academies.

"Thanks, Teacher." After thanking the director, Wen Xuan took Xiao Wu's hand and headed toward their dormitory.

After closing the door, Xiao Wu was just about to ask when Wen Xuan had suddenly gained another friend.

But Wen Xuan raised his hand and interrupted her.

"I was just curious, that's all. Xiao Wu, don't you know whether I have any friends?"

Knowing what Xiao Wu wanted to ask, Wen Xuan spoke first.

After saying that, Wen Xuan had no intention of explaining further. After all, he could not tell her that he knew the plot.

"Then why did you specifically ask about Dormitory Seven? Could it be... Xiao Xuan, you want to go to that Dormitory Seven?"

Xiao Wu looked at Wen Xuan with a puzzled, scrutinizing gaze.

"Alright, alright, stop asking so much. Don't you know what kind of person I am? I was really just asking. Let's make the beds first—we'll need them tonight."

Wen Xuan changed the subject, then took out bedding for himself and Xiao Wu from the System Space.

Although Xiao Wu was still somewhat puzzled, she did not continue asking. Instead, she spread out all the bedding Wen Xuan had taken out.

Since it was a Double Room, the extra room was used to store Xiao Wu's clothes. After all, keeping clothes in the room where they slept would make it feel rather crowded.

Once everything had been tidied up, Xiao Wu's little stomach growled at an inopportune moment.

Xiao Wu then turned her gaze toward Wen Xuan.

"Xiao Xuan, I'm hungry. Hurry up and give me my carrots."

As she spoke, Xiao Wu pounced on Wen Xuan.

Seeing this, Wen Xuan took out a bag of carrots he had bought for Xiao Wu from the System Space.

"Eat." Wen Xuan casually picked one up and brought it to Xiao Wu's mouth.

Seeing the carrot in Wen Xuan's hand, Xiao Wu first sniffed it with the tip of her nose. Catching the scent unique to carrots, her eyes immediately lit up.

"Ah-woo~"

Xiao Wu opened her mouth and took a bite out of the carrot.

Wen Xuan held it for her as she ate. When only a little remained, Xiao Wu gripped the last piece in Wen Xuan's hand with her mouth so as not to waste it.

His finger went in with it.

Feeling the dampness on his finger, Wen Xuan curled his lips into a smile.

Then he mischievously wiggled his finger.

Xiao Wu's soft pink cheeks, which were holding Wen Xuan's finger, moved with the motion of his finger.

"Mmph, Xiao... Xiao Xuan, don't move around."

Xiao Wu unhappily bit Wen Xuan's finger lightly, leaving behind a row of white teeth marks.

Meanwhile, on Tang San's side.

Because he was slovenly and dressed in tattered clothes, the guard looked down on him and stopped him at the entrance.

"Sir, we truly came here to register. If you don't believe us, look—we have the Martial Soul Awakening Certificate issued by Spirit Hall."

Old Jack did not want trouble, so he took the Martial Soul Awakening Certificate issued by Spirit Hall from his pocket and handed it over.

"Hmph."

The guard snorted and disdainfully avoided the spot Old Jack had touched as he took the paper.

"I'd like to see what the hell your Soul Saint Village can produce."

As he spoke, he examined the wrinkled sheet of paper in his hand.

The more he read, the deeper his frown became.

"Blue Silver Grass? And Innate Full Soul Power!"

"If you're going to fake it, at least make it look convincing. Since when does Blue Silver Grass have Innate Full Soul Power? You really are a bunch from some beggar village, without even the slightest common sense. Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power—why not just write Innate Rank Twenty Soul Power for yourself?"