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

After returning to the dormitory, Xiao Wu and Wen Xuan had a simple meal, washed up, got into bed, and fell asleep.

While Wen Xuan and Xiao Wu slept, a shadow stood atop a tree, watching them with a scrutinizing gaze.

It was Tang Hao, draped in a shabby black robe and reeking of alcohol.

"I never expected a Junior Soul Master Academy to produce three people with Innate Full Soul Power. If they can serve little San in the future and fight Spirit Hall alongside him, they will surely make a fine group. But... this Xiao Wu doesn't seem to like little San. If I can make this little girl change her mind... Wen Xuan, as her Brother, will certainly give little San his full support."

As Tang Hao spoke, he lightly leaped toward Xiao Wu and Wen Xuan's dormitory.

Because of the gap in strength, Wen Xuan and Xiao Wu failed to notice him.

Looking at the two embracing each other in bed, Tang Hao's eyebrows twitched wildly.

This was truly immoral. Brother and sister, yet they had no sense of boundaries at all.

However, considering their talent and the fact that his son Tang San liked her, Tang Hao restrained himself from killing Xiao Wu and Wen Xuan.

He stretched out his hand and released the Soul Power of a Titled Douluo through the air, knocking Xiao Wu and Wen Xuan unconscious.

"I don't want to lay a hand on you juniors either, but little San's feelings for you... I don't want him to develop a heart demon."

After only a brief moment of remorse, Tang Hao grabbed the unconscious Xiao Wu by the hand and lifted her up.

Fortunately, Xiao Wu and Wen Xuan had not been lying there naked today.

It took brute force to separate Xiao Wu, who had been tightly wrapped around Wen Xuan. Tang Hao then carried her toward Tang San's Dormitory Seven.

On the way, he admired Xiao Wu's delicate face, youthful yet carrying a hint of maturity.

"Little San has good taste. This little girl can become a woman of my Tang Family. As long as little San is with this girl, their children will certainly only grow stronger, never weaker."

Tang Hao was extremely satisfied with both Xiao Wu's face and her talent.

After bringing Xiao Wu to Tang San's dormitory, Tang Hao looked toward Tang San's bed.

"As long as you have intimate contact, I believe you won't resist little San so much in the future. After all... my son little San's talent is far beyond the useless trash with one or two levels of Innate Soul Power at this academy, not to mention that he has Twin Martial Souls."

As he spoke, Tang Hao slowly walked to Tang San's side.

Seeing little San breathing evenly, Tang Hao revealed a trace of fatherly love.

"Little San, this is all Father can do for you. Whether you succeed in the future... will depend on yourself."

To prevent Tang San and the others in Dormitory Seven from waking up, Tang Hao used the same method to knock all the little brats, including Tang San, unconscious.

Tang Hao did not shamelessly remove Xiao Wu's clothes. He merely tossed her beside Tang San.

After doing all this, Tang Hao gave Xiao Wu and Tang San a long look.

Although the two had not had any intimate contact and were merely lying in the same bed, once they woke up the next day and saw this situation, they would surely be too embarrassed by their surroundings to reveal it. Then, affection would gradually arise between them.

At the thought of this, a smile curled across Tang Hao's aged face beneath his black robe.

This was one of the few smiles he had shown in recent years.

Ever since Ah Yin's death, he had spent every day weeping. Even after so many years, he still drowned his sorrows in alcohol.

After Tang Hao left, half an hour passed. Xiao Wu smelled a sour, foul odor.

She then muttered in her sleep.

"Why can I still smell that annoying guy in my dream? It stinks to death."

The more Xiao Wu smelled it in her sleep, the tighter her brows furrowed. Unable to endure it any longer, she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

"Phew... Why can I still smell that annoying guy even in a dream? It's so disgusting."

As Xiao Wu spoke, she glanced around the dark surroundings. When moonlight shone around her, she saw an unfamiliar environment.

She was immediately stunned.

"Where is this?" Xiao Wu hurriedly got up.

Even Tang San, who had been knocked unconscious by Tang Hao, could not wake up, let alone a group of work-study students with terrible talent.

When Xiao Wu saw Tang San in the bed beside her, as well as Wang Sheng and the other work-study students she had bullied over the past few days, her brows knitted tightly.

"Why am I in Tang San's dormitory? And... why am I beside Tang San?"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu stared fiercely at Tang San.

"I never thought this guy could abduct me without making a sound. It seems there's no need for you to keep your roots. Otherwise, some girl might be violated by a shameless scoundrel like you."

Thinking that she was fortunate to wake up early, or else people would surely spread rumors if they saw them the next day, Xiao Wu's expression darkened. If Wen Xuan heard them... he might think something had happened.

After saying that, Xiao Wu walked to Tang San's bed and coldly looked at his crotch.

"Whether it was you or not... I can't spare you today."

As her words fell, a crisp crack rang out through Dormitory Seven.

In his dream, Tang San was happily basking in the recognition of the elders and sect master after cultivating the complete version of the "Mysterious Heaven Skill."

But he had only been happy for a moment.

Tang San suddenly felt excruciating pain from his lower body.

Because he was unconscious, Tang San merely screamed in his dream. In reality, he only groaned, tilted his head, and fell into a deep coma.

After finishing everything, Xiao Wu looked in disgust at the yellow stain mixed with blood on the bedsheet.

"If Xiao Xuan hadn't said your father was a Titled Douluo, it wouldn't just be your balls that got smashed."

Seeing that Tang San had received the punishment he deserved and that she had not been touched, Xiao Wu jumped out through the window to avoid exposing herself.

She quietly returned to the dormitory she shared with Wen Xuan.

Smelling the sweaty stench from Tang San's bedding still clinging to her body, Xiao Wu first took a bath. Only then did she lie down beside the unconscious Wen Xuan, tightly embracing him naked this time.

Feeling the familiar, warm, delicate body press against him, Wen Xuan instinctively returned the embrace.

The two slept in each other's arms until the next day.

As dawn gradually broke, Tang San slowly opened his eyes.

"Hiss..."

"It hurts..."

Tang San had planned to obtain a Soul Ring today, so he wanted to get up early and absorb some purple qi to cultivate his Purple Demon Eyes.

Yet the moment he woke up, he felt as though something had smashed his lower body.

Lifting the blanket, he immediately saw a patch of dried blood and a yellow stain on the bedsheet.

Most conspicuous of all were his exploded balls hanging beneath him, while the meat worm in front had already gone flat.

Xiao Wu had struck with extreme force, causing Tang San's balls to nearly burst apart completely. Because they were still connected by blood vessels and flesh, the lump beneath him had not fallen off. It merely hung tightly below Tang San, like severed lotus roots still linked by threads. If Tang San's body had not been abnormal, an ordinary person would have long since died from the pain of losing his roots.

"Ah!"

Seeing this, Tang San roared in fury.

"Which bastard dared to..."

As he spoke, Tang San's reddened eyes turned toward Wang Sheng and the others.

Hearing the scream, Wang Sheng and the others woke one after another.

Return to Star Dou

"What's wrong, Brother San? So early in the morning..."

Wang Sheng was closest to Tang San, so he was the first to be awakened by Tang San's shouting.

The moment Wang Sheng spoke, a thin needle flew toward him. Terrified, he immediately raised his blanket.

Fortunately, Tang San was emotionally unstable at the moment and had not focused his attention.

That allowed Wang Sheng to keep his life.

Seeing the needle point that had suddenly appeared on his blanket scared Wang Sheng badly.

"Brother San, Boss... y-you-you-you, what are you doing?" Wang Sheng stammered in fright.

His eyes had been less than a finger's width from that needle point.

He had nearly been blinded. If it had been struck with more force, it might have pierced straight through his skull.

"What's wrong, Brother Wang Sheng?" Hearing the commotion, several work-study students close to Wang Sheng got up to investigate.

Yet Wang Sheng did not draw their attention. Instead, they saw the bloody mess on Tang San's bed, along with the bloodied lump of flesh between Tang San's legs, whether it was hanging there or clamped there.

"Brother San, you..."

"Brother San, who did this to you..." They did not finish the final words, because it was obvious to the naked eye.

Tang San looked as though he wanted to kill someone.

To avoid bringing unnecessary trouble upon themselves, none of them dared to step forward and comfort him.

"Was it you?" Tang San did not look at them, but every word he spoke was filled with killing intent.

"N-no, how could it have been us? We just woke up."

They hurriedly waved their hands and cleared themselves of suspicion.

Hearing this, Tang San snapped out of his fury.

Wang Sheng and the others would never dare do something like this to me. Nor could they have done it without me noticing. Clearly... someone plotted against me.

Tang San clenched his fists at the thought.

But unwilling to let the flesh beneath him rot, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground.

He began using the "Mysterious Heaven Skill" to slowly repair his lower body.

The others could only watch silently. None dared to go near him.

They all ran off using class as an excuse.

They knew how formidable Tang San was. Aside from Xiao Wu, the academy's Big Sister, no one was Tang San's match.

While Tang San circulated his power to heal his injuries, Tang Hao, the true culprit, was still smugly pleased for Tang San.

Inside a hotel in Luoding City.

Tang Hao opened his eyes.

"By now, little San and that little girl should have already come face-to-face. For the sake of her reputation, a girl will surely walk closer and closer to little San in the future. I hope little San does not waste what I have done."

Tang Hao muttered as he slowly rose.

It had been a long time since he had slept so happily.

Having entrusted Tang San to Yu Xiao Gang, he was also preparing to cause trouble for the Martial Soul Branch Halls across various regions.

As long as it was not Luoding City, Tang Hao felt there would be no problem. Instead, it would draw Spirit Hall's attention, ensuring that Tang San would not be discovered by Spirit Hall.

"I believe Master can teach you well. It is time for Father to do what must be done."

As Tang Hao spoke, his eyes brimmed with killing intent and turned blood-red.

The killing intent around Tang Hao spread outward, sweeping through the surroundings.

With one sweep, the entire room became incomparably messy, as though it had experienced a great battle.

Tang Hao, the culprit, had already vanished.

Tang Hao had not paid. Relying on his immense strength, he had secretly checked into the hotel.

Meanwhile, back at the academy.

Wen Xuan slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

Patting Xiao Wu, who was tightly wrapped around him, Wen Xuan said gently, "Time to get up. I'm going to obtain a Soul Ring today."

"Can I sleep a little longer?" Because she had secretly returned last night and spent time bathing, she had lost quite a bit of sleep.

"Alright. I really can't do anything about you."

Thinking of her as his woman, Wen Xuan sighed.

He then tightened his embrace around the woman in his arms.

He gently played with Xiao Wu's III affairs (seven) wine pomegranate flashlights.