Douluo: Starting Out by Stealing Xiao Wu to Be a Cao Thief

Xiao Wu linked her arm through Wen Xuan's, looking at him in confusion.

Recently, whenever she woke up, her waist felt as if someone had picked her up and tossed her around. Every morning, her body also felt as though it had been washed, covered entirely in Wen Xuan's scent.

However, Xiao Wu did not think too much of it. After all, Wen Xuan slept pressed against her every day, so it was normal for their scents to rub off on each other.

Hearing Xiao Wu say that, Wen Xuan awkwardly touched the tip of his nose.

"How could that be? I sleep very properly. I definitely wouldn't misbehave. It must be because you move around too much at night."

After saying that, Wen Xuan recalled that he had indeed gone a little overboard last night. In Balala the Fairies, aside from Yan Lili, whose looks were passable, Ling Meiqi and Ling Meixue were barely edible.

When he saw Xiao Wu, he had failed to hold himself back and carried her to a nearby tree for a round of roughhousing.

Xiao Wu's sore waist was probably because Wen Xuan had held her waist too tightly and used too much force.

Seeing Wen Xuan's shifty gaze, Xiao Wu teasingly brought her little face closer.

"Why do I feel like you've been with other women behind my back, Xiao Xuan? Did you do something to betray me?"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu's little nose lightly sniffed around Wen Xuan's body.

Only when she failed to smell another woman on him did she let the matter drop.

"How could that be? How could I possibly be that kind of fickle person? Having you, Xiao Wu, is enough for me."

Wen Xuan also let out a sigh of relief. Yesterday, he had carried Xiao Wu to a nearby stream for a quick wash, then used Heavenly Flames to dry off the water droplets before returning to the carriage with her.

He had been extremely careful, leaving behind no trace at all.

"Hmph, good. If I find out..." As she spoke, Xiao Wu glanced at where Barrett was below Wen Xuan's waist.

Her little hand made a few gestures.

Now pinching, now grabbing, she looked like she was studying how to crush Barrett.

That sight scared Wen Xuan badly.

Sure enough, liking one person was impossible to hide, but liking several people had to be kept hidden.

Before he had even met Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu already had such domineering possessiveness. Wen Xuan did not dare imagine how fiercely she would fight them if Xiao Wu had not been "optimized."

That was not something he wanted to see.

Several hours later, Wen Xuan and Xiao Wu met up with Er Ming. After briefly greeting Da Ming, Wen Xuan and Xiao Wu returned to the bamboo house together.

Watching Xiao Wu and Wen Xuan enter the bamboo house, the two Soul Beasts, Da Ming and Er Ming, looked at each other.

"I truly didn't expect that human brat Wen Xuan to cultivate so quickly. Luckily, he isn't our enemy. If he grows stronger..." Da Ming could not help praising Wen Xuan.

Hearing Da Ming start praising someone, Er Ming beat his chest.

He let out a series of roars.

They frightened many nearby birds and beasts into fleeing in every direction.

"What are you roaring for? Be quiet. Can't you see that Sister Xiao Wu and Xiao Xuan have both gone to rest?"

Da Ming whipped his tail out of the lake and lashed Er Ming across the head.

"Ow! What was that for, Da Ming? I was happy for Xiao Xuan too. I just got excited and couldn't hold it in."

Er Ming was quite dissatisfied after being struck, though his displeasure only showed on his face.

"Enough. Go make preparations too. Once Xiao Xuan wakes up, he'll definitely be going to hunt a Pink Lady. Go catch one for him first."

Obtaining the Third Soul Ring

As the scene shifted, Wen Xuan was currently holding up Xiao Wu's jade-like foot and polishing steel on the bed.

Xiao Wu was still unwilling to let Wen Xuan enter Little Snow and explore it yet.

"Xiao Xuan... why has that place been so itchy lately?"

Xiao Wu spread her slender legs, showing Wen Xuan her softest side.

Xiao Wu did not know why, but whenever she saw Wen Xuan's Barrett, Little Snow instinctively reacted.

"Maybe Xiao Wu, you... want it? How about..." Wen Xuan had only spoken halfway when he moved aside Xiao Wu's stocking-clad foot and swiftly approached Xiao Wu's exposed pinkness.

He was practically about to merge with Little Snow.

Seeing Wen Xuan raise Barrett and suddenly thrust toward her, Xiao Wu hurriedly brought her legs together, preventing Barrett from crashing into her.

"Not now. We have to wait until we're a little older. If you dare mess around again, don't blame me for refusing to let you look." As she spoke, Xiao Wu pretended to reach for her pink dress by the bed.

"Alright, alright. Then let's continue. I won't think about it anymore."

Wen Xuan did not know how long it would take for Xiao Wu to be willing to completely give her body to him.

But since he had already tasted it, he was not in a hurry. After all, Xiao Wu had already become his shape.

Seeing Wen Xuan behave himself, Xiao Wu offered up her jade-like feet again.

Her white-stockinged feet clamped around Barrett and began polishing steel.

As Xiao Wu helped Wen Xuan polish steel, Wen Xuan's three fingers did not stay idle either, helping Xiao Wu clear her passage.

The sounds they made could faintly be heard by Er Ming and Da Ming outside, but they did not understand these human matters.

Still, Xiao Wu's heart-stirring sounds made Er Ming giggle foolishly. As he listened to Xiao Wu's alluring voice occasionally drift from the bamboo house, Er Ming felt a faint impulse to take human form.

But he forcefully suppressed it. After all, Xiao Wu only saw him as family and had no such thoughts about him.

Er Ming merely watched the bamboo house sway now and then while listening to Xiao Wu's singing.

If I took human form together with Sister Xiao Wu, would she come to like me...?

Just as Er Ming's thoughts were running wild, Wen Xuan emerged from the bamboo house alone.

Seeing Er Ming lost in thought, Wen Xuan directly interrupted him.

"Er Ming, let's go. It's time to obtain a Soul Ring."

Wen Xuan had only returned this time for the Soul Ring. If Xiao Wu had not missed the bamboo house built by her mother, Wen Xuan would not have wanted to return at all.

After all, Da Ming and Er Ming were both Soul Beasts, and Lake of Life was home to Gu Yuena and a whole group of fierce beasts.

He was still too weak. If those fierce beasts emerged from seclusion early, he would definitely be the first to die.

"Oh, oh, coming." Hearing Wen Xuan's voice, Er Ming came back to his senses and smiled at Wen Xuan.

He extended his enormous hand toward Wen Xuan.

Wen Xuan stepped onto Er Ming's palm, and Er Ming placed him on his shoulder.

Er Ming carried Wen Xuan swiftly toward the place where the Pink Ladies gathered. After several leaps and bounds through the forest, Er Ming soon arrived at the Pink Ladies' territory.

Upon arriving, Wen Xuan was not affected by the pink mist spreading around them.

Er Ming was even less likely to be affected. After all, his status as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast overlord was right there.

"Xiao Xuan, how old do you want it to be this time? I'll catch one for you."

Looking at Wen Xuan standing on his shoulder, Er Ming wanted to hurry back and keep listening to Xiao Wu's soft sounds.

Maybe he could even have a pleasant dream tonight.

"Anything over two thousand years but under five thousand years will do."

Hearing Wen Xuan's request, Er Ming placed him on the branch of a huge tree before entering the Pink Ladies' territory himself.

"Xiao Xuan, just wait here. I'll go pull one out for you."

Wen Xuan nodded and quietly watched Er Ming's enormous figure disappear into the distance.

Er Ming was unusually enthusiastic today.

Wen Xuan was bewildered by Er Ming's sudden enthusiasm.

Although Er Ming and Da Ming usually treated him politely, they had never been this proactive. Wen Xuan usually had to beg, then Xiao Wu would help persuade them, and only then would they reluctantly agree.

However, Wen Xuan did not think too much about it. After all, his wife Xiao Wu could keep Da Ming and Er Ming in line. Perhaps one day, she would even have the two Soul Beasts sacrifice themselves to him.

The current Xiao Wu was almost completely obedient to his words. She had only been slightly "optimized," and with Wen Xuan's skill at manipulation and affection growing over time—

Da Ming and Er Ming would definitely become free laborers for him and Xiao Wu.

Just as Wen Xuan was considering what position to unlock with Xiao Wu that night, Er Ming's fierce roar reached his ears and interrupted his wandering thoughts.

He had just thought of some action movies from Earth and was preparing to practice with Xiao Wu that night when Er Ming came running back.

Seeing the Pink Lady in Er Ming's hand, Wen Xuan put aside his thoughts.

"I didn't expect you to be this fast, Er Ming. Thank you so much."

Seeing Er Ming arrive, Wen Xuan greeted him with a smile and jumped down to the ground.

Seeing Wen Xuan come down, Er Ming tossed the Pink Lady onto the ground.

"Hurry and absorb it. This is only a three-thousand-five-hundred-year Pink Lady. It was already taught a lesson just now. If you don't absorb it soon, it might die before long."

Er Ming had not expected the Pink Lady to be so fragile. He had merely slapped it into the dirt, and it could no longer endure. Its aura was already weak and fading.

"Alright, then, Er Ming, guard me while I absorb it."

As Wen Xuan spoke, he gathered a ball of lightning in his palm.

Beneath his feet, rings of stars rapidly linked together into a Star Track. Wen Xuan could now quickly connect stars into a Star Track within his spiritual world.

"Mysterious Heaven Skill"

Although Er Ming had seen Wen Xuan unleash Lightning Tribulation before, the pattern beneath Wen Xuan's feet still shocked him.

"I remember that last time, there seemed to be clusters of starlike lights connected around his upper body. Why has it turned into something beneath his feet this time?"

The moment he finished muttering, Er Ming saw lightning coil around Wen Xuan's palm, enough to make even him tremble.

"Thunderclap, Sky-Splitting Strike." Wen Xuan ignored Er Ming's muttering. Although Er Ming was muttering, his size made him wholly unsuited to whispering.

Wen Xuan could hear him clearly from far away.

As Wen Xuan's voice fell, lightning from the sky began striking toward the Pink Lady.

However, the lightning's path was rather chaotic, though it covered a wide area. While much of it missed, some still struck the Pink Lady dead.

Seeing the blackened craters scattered across the ground, Er Ming could imagine how painful it would be to take such strikes himself.

As the Pink Lady died, a purple Soul Ring emerged from its corpse.

Arcs of lightning and the Pink Lady's purple Soul Ring reflected in Wen Xuan's pupils.

"I hope I get an offensive Soul Skill this time. Otherwise, I'm practically becoming a succubus."

After saying that, Wen Xuan summoned his Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul and slowly approached the Soul Ring.

As his Martial Soul appeared, the small animals around Wen Xuan, including Er Ming in the distance, were controlled by him.

Er Ming was strong enough to recover after a moment, but the insects around them were different.

They all wriggled toward Wen Xuan.

Wen Xuan ignored them. He did not want this either; his domain came naturally with him. Unlike Tang Hao's Divine Slaughter's Domain, which could be activated at will, his Charm Domain automatically activated whenever he summoned his Martial Soul.

Wen Xuan sat cross-legged and began absorbing the Pink Lady's Soul Ring, paying no attention to the outside world. With Er Ming acting as his bodyguard, no idiot would dare approach on their own.

Time slowly passed.

As the sky gradually darkened, the Soul Ring beside Wen Xuan finally settled beneath his feet.

He had now become a Three-ring Soul Master.

Opening his eyes, Wen Xuan could not help letting out a heavy breath.

"I didn't expect even a three-thousand-year Soul Ring to take this long to absorb. I wonder how that old fool Tang San absorbs them so quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Er Ming's impatient voice sounded beside him.

Er Ming had originally wanted to return early to listen to Xiao Wu's singing, but Wen Xuan's absorption had taken so long this time.

"Hurry up. Xiao Wu and Da Ming must have been waiting for a long time." Er Ming did not give Wen Xuan a chance to respond. He grabbed him and placed him on his shoulder.

Then he began running at full speed.

Wen Xuan did not say anything in response.

Feeling the Soul Power within him reach level thirty-one, Wen Xuan was quite pleased. He had risen a level simply by absorbing one Soul Ring.

This time, it was even a control-type Soul Skill... Was he going to follow the control path?