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

Thinking about the description of his Third Soul Skill in his mind, Wen Xuan felt like dying.

It was either seducing people or confusing them, and now there was dream weaving.

Wen Xuan's Third Soul Skill was Dream Weaving Space.

As long as he had enough Soul Power, he could trap a target in a dream. Naturally, Wen Xuan had the final say over the Dreamscape and could create whatever he wanted.

Er Ming watched Wen Xuan sigh and shake his head, unable to resist asking.

"What's wrong? You obtained a Soul Ring and even advanced a level. Aren't you happy?"

"No, I just think these Soul Skills for playing around are kind of useless."

Hearing Wen Xuan say that, Er Ming felt that he was being sarcastic and showing off.

After all, Wen Xuan's Soul Skills could even affect him. Wouldn't he massacre people his own age in a fight?

"Tell me, then. What kind of Soul Skill did you get this time that made you so disappointed?"

Seeing that Er Ming wanted to hear it, Wen Xuan explained his Dream Weaving Space Soul Skill to him.

After rambling on for a while, Wen Xuan gave this simple-minded Er Ming a brief explanation of his Soul Skill.

"That's basically it. Anyway, it's a control-type skill. What I really wanted was an offensive Soul Skill... sigh."

As soon as Wen Xuan finished speaking, Er Ming, who had still been ready to run, looked at him resentfully.

"I think you're this world's chosen child. You have such powerful Soul Skills, yet you still dislike them. You have what Pink Lady didn't have, and you can use what he had too. You only need Soul Rings from one type of Soul Beast, and unlike other Soul Masters, you don't need to risk hunting Soul Beasts or match your Soul Rings according to your family or teacher's arrangements... Anyway, I don't understand you humans. You have such good Soul Skills, yet you insist on disliking them."

After saying that, Er Ming practically wanted to throw Wen Xuan right there.

He was simply showing off.

After hearing Er Ming's muttering, Wen Xuan thought of Tang San.

"That's right. I can weave a dream for that brat Tang San and get my hands on his 'Mysterious Heaven Skill' then."

Although the "Mysterious Heaven Skill" was not an especially powerful cultivation technique, it could be cultivated on Douluo Continent and also allowed Soul Power to be absorbed faster.

It had techniques for training the eyes, hands, legs, and everything else.

Thinking of that, Wen Xuan urgently wanted to return to the academy and find Tang San.

Meanwhile.

Luoding City Junior Soul Master Academy.

"Achoo!"

Tang San, who had been sitting cross-legged on the roof, rubbed the tip of his nose.

He looked at the pitch-black sky in confusion.

"What's going on? Why did I suddenly sneeze..."

He was a cultivator. While he had yet to reach the fasting and qi-refining stages described in ancient texts, he was still an expert in internal arts.

There was no way a trace of night wind could make him sneeze, much less make him catch a cold so easily.

Listening to the Wonderful Sounds

"Could it be that I've been too eager for quick results lately..."

Thinking that Xiao Wu and Wen Xuan were both close to reaching level thirty, Tang San was unwilling to fall behind. He got up at dawn every day to sit cross-legged and cultivate.

He barely even went to the blacksmith shop anymore.

"Forget it... I'll rest for a day today and give myself a break."

Tang San had cultivated every moment these past few days, all because of what Wen Xuan had said...

"Xiao Wu will need the two of us to protect her in the future."

In order to show Xiao Wu how powerful he was, Tang San did not want to fall behind Wen Xuan.

However, Tang San did not know that Wen Xuan had already broken through to level thirty, absorbed another Soul Ring, and reached level thirty-one. He was even eyeing Tang San's "Mysterious Heaven Skill."

Tang San stood and looked at the faint streetlights below. He then pulled up his trousers and looked at his precious treasure.

"It should slowly recover. Otherwise, my family line will end with my generation..."

Tang San did not even dare think about it. The matter of ending one's bloodline...

Although Tang Hao did not treat him particularly well, Tang San still cherished that fatherly love deeply, even if Tang Hao either beat or scolded him.

Starved of affection as he was, Tang San could regard even a trace of concern from Yu Xiao Gang as a priceless treasure.

Looking at his slightly swollen balls, Tang San concealed the ruthlessness in his eyes.

Don't let me find out who did this. Otherwise... I'll let you taste the poison of my Tang Sect.

After checking, Tang San tied his trousers, tidied the Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlight Night at his waist, then leaped down, preparing to find Yu Xiao Gang and ask about Wen Xuan and Xiao Wu.

After all, the two had already been gone for several days. After not seeing Xiao Wu for a few days, Tang San was already feeling restless.

At the same time, on a tree branch, there was a dispirited, scruffy man wearing a cloak.

Just as Tang San left, Tang Hao appeared on the rooftop where Tang San had been sitting cross-legged.

"Little San's cultivation method..."

Tang Hao looked at Tang San's departing figure, caught in hesitation.

If he brought Little San's cultivation method back... would it raise the Clear Sky Sect's overall combat strength by a level?

At that thought, Tang Hao wanted to take Tang San's cultivation method back as a way to atone for his crimes and earn another chance to return to the Clear Sky Sect.

But after thinking for a moment, Tang Hao still shook his head.

"It's my son's possession. Forget it. Besides, those elders of the Clear Sky Sect would never agree."

After muttering that, Tang Hao vanished into the night and continued protecting Tang San in secret.

Meanwhile, in the Star Dou Great Forest.

After Wen Xuan and Er Ming returned to the Lake of Life, they reported their safety to Da Ming.

Wen Xuan returned to the bamboo house, where he and Xiao Wu became lovey-dovey.

Er Ming went to an open space not far from the bamboo house and quietly listened to Sister Xiao Wu's voice inside.

Seeing that Xiao Wu was not making any sounds and that there was still light in the bamboo house, Er Ming did not know why Xiao Wu was not singing as she had during the day. Still, he did not think much about it and waited quietly.

The moment Wen Xuan returned to the room, Xiao Wu pounced on him.

"How was it? Did you get the Soul Ring smoothly? Why did you come back so late?"

Xiao Wu felt Wen Xuan all over and only looked at him properly after confirming that he was not injured.

"Stop feeling me up. Er Ming helped me hunt the Soul Ring. I only had to make a slight move. As for the Soul Ring... of course I've already absorbed it."

As he spoke, Wen Xuan stomped his right foot.

Three Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—appeared beside his feet.

The instant Wen Xuan's Martial Soul appeared, Xiao Wu was drawn in by the Charm Domain radiating from him. Combined with the Rabbit Ears he had just like hers, Xiao Wu could not help reaching out to hug Wen Xuan. Her little hands then began unzipping the zipper at his waist.

"Xiao Xuan, I like you so much... Can you like Xiao Wu too?"

Xiao Wu's eyes were hazy as her body kept writhing against Wen Xuan. There was no need to mention what her hands and feet were doing.

The Pink Princess Shoes on Xiao Wu's little feet had already been kicked off. Finally, her feet wrapped in Stockings kept climbing up Wen Xuan's body.

Her legs wrapped around Wen Xuan's waist while her hands held his head, kissing him repeatedly.

From time to time, shameless words slipped from her lips.

"Xiao Xuan, kiss me..."

"Xiao Xuan~ Xiao Wu's body is so hot... Can you help Xiao Wu cool down?"

Seeing Xiao Wu like this, Wen Xuan did not retract his Martial Soul. He quietly placed his hand on Xiao Wu's bare back.

Feeling the heat of Xiao Wu's body and the desire in her eyes, Wen Xuan granted Xiao Wu's wish. From his Storage Ring, which was also a Soul Tool, he took out a box of Condoms that Tang San had purchased.

He took one out and placed it by Xiao Wu's tender, alluring lips.

"Come... put it on for me."

After saying that, Wen Xuan slapped Barrett against Xiao Wu's face.

He quietly watched Xiao Wu hold the Condom in her mouth.

After being charmed, Xiao Wu's body instinctively acted according to Wen Xuan's wishes.

She slipped the Condom held between her lips onto Barrett.

As Barrett went deeper into her throat bit by bit, Xiao Wu's eyes became increasingly unfocused.

Her little face turned dark red from taking it so deeply.

Before long, the bamboo house rang with the cries from Xiao Wu that Er Ming had wanted to hear.

Every word was crystal clear.

"Xiao Xuan... that place isn't allowed..."

"Xiao Xuan... don't... don't pull out, keep going."

Er Ming could understand every word separately, but when they were strung together, he was utterly confused.

Er Ming watched the candlelight sway inside the bamboo house. Through the window, he could see the tightly pressed silhouettes of Xiao Wu and Wen Xuan inside, occasionally swaying as they embraced.

"Could Sister Xiao Wu be fooling around with Wen Xuan again... No wonder Sister Xiao Wu stopped making sounds after Wen Xuan went out with me to hunt a Soul Ring."

Xiao Wu's Scrambled Eggs

"I'll ask Da Ming tomorrow..."

Er Ming wanted to ask Da Ming, since Da Ming understood more than he did.

More than an hour later, the bamboo house finally fell dark, and Xiao Wu's singing could no longer be heard. Having listened to his heart's content, Er Ming closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Today, he had hunted a Soul Ring for Wen Xuan and stood guard for him. He had been exhausted for a long time, and the moment he closed his eyes, he began snoring.

Meanwhile, inside the bamboo house, Xiao Wu lay limply sprawled across the table. A pink apron was still tied around her body, with nothing underneath.

The table was already covered with four dishes and a soup.

Wen Xuan and Xiao Wu had made them together.

Wen Xuan had not reached the point where he no longer needed food, so he got hungry too. Thus, Wen Xuan came up with a method that could satisfy Xiao Wu's desires while also filling his stomach.

That was to have Xiao Wu cook in the kitchen while Wen Xuan helped.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, Wen Xuan stroked the exhausted Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu... get up and eat something before going to sleep."

Xiao Wu opened her eyes slightly and looked at Wen Xuan.

She pursed her lips.

"I want Xiao Xuan to hold me and feed me, or I won't eat."

She was exhausted beyond measure now. Earlier in the kitchen, she had needed to cook and raise her legs, cut vegetables and clamp Barrett tight, while slaps landed on her from time to time.

Hearing that, Wen Xuan stood and came behind Xiao Wu. He wrapped an arm around her soft, boneless waist, held her in his arms, and carried her to a seat.

In order to let Xiao Wu eat more comfortably, Wen Xuan aimed at Little Snow and pressed Xiao Wu down onto Barrett.

"Mmnh, ah~"

"You're so bad. I'm already exhausted, and you still treat me like this. Xiao Xuan, pull it out already."

Xiao Wu struggled weakly. Even while charmed, she could still feel the force coming from below.

"Alright, be good and eat. Come, try the scrambled eggs you made yourself."

Wen Xuan picked up a chopstickful of scrambled eggs.

Wen Xuan smiled as he looked at the blurry-eyed Xiao Wu, whose eyes were closed.

These scrambled eggs had been made by stuffing whole eggs into Xiao Wu's Little Snow, smashing them hard toward her stomach to break them, then stirring and frying them with Barrett.

At this moment, no one knew whether the liquid on the eggs was Wen Xuan's Milk or egg white.

Wen Xuan had learned all these delightful little pleasures from Japanese anime.