Ling Xi and Bing Wu'er

On the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, by the Mysterious Small River.

Lin Feng sat atop the bluestone where he often sat, looking at the water's surface that had just healed over. He could not help shaking his head, a teasing curve forming at the corner of his lips.

"Tang San, Tang San, you really are ruthless."

He muttered under his breath, lightly swaying the fishing rod in his hand.

"You could toss even your own daughter into this unknown river as a pawn without the slightest hesitation. Should I praise your boldness, or feel sorry for your daughter?"

But since the bait had been delivered right to his door, this show naturally had to go on.

"Splash—"

As Lin Feng gently lifted his fishing rod, strange ripples suddenly spread across the previously calm water.

Then, Lin Feng himself, along with the bluestone beneath him, slowly rose up from beneath the surface.

"Huh?!"

Da Ming and Er Ming, who had been staring fixedly at the river with tense expressions, were startled by the sudden sight.

Their pupils contracted sharply. They exchanged a glance, each seeing the shock and alarm in the other's eyes.

Who was this person?!

This young man holding a fishing rod had appeared out of nowhere! Before he surfaced, their Spiritual Sense had failed to detect even the faintest trace of his presence!

Even more terrifying was that Wang Dong'er's aura had vanished!

It had disappeared completely, without a trace!

"Where's Xiao Qi?!"

Er Ming could not help taking a step forward. His bell-sized eyes were full of anxiety as a terrifying aura erupted from him, crushing the surrounding trees until they cracked and broke with a series of sharp snaps.

"This is only a small river! Even if Xiao Qi sank to the bottom, she couldn't possibly escape our senses!"

Da Ming's face darkened to the extreme. His gaze locked tightly onto Lin Feng, while monstrous waves surged within his heart.

There really was something strange about this small river!

Why had Tang San thrown Xiao Qi in here? Could it really be... that he had used his own daughter as bait?!

Or was it...

Da Ming's eyes swept back and forth across Lin Feng as an absurd thought suddenly rose in his mind:

Could it be... Xiao Qi had turned into the man before them?!

No, that was far too absurd.

Just as the two wavered in uncertainty and prepared to seize the person by force, the mysterious young man suddenly spoke.

His voice was gentle, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

"Young Da Ming and Er Ming~ did you lose this golden Wang Dong'er?"

As Lin Feng's words fell, brilliant golden light suddenly burst from the water on the left.

An incomparably beautiful figure slowly rose up.

She was a girl whose appearance was identical to Wang Dong'er's, but her short pinkish-blue hair had now become dazzling golden long hair that cascaded smoothly down her back.

She wore a pure white gown, radiating a sacred and inviolable aura. Behind her, the phantom of a Six-Winged Angel flickered faintly, like a goddess descending from the God Realm, making others unable to resist the urge to fall to their knees in worship.

"This..."

Er Ming stared dumbfoundedly, his mouth hanging wide open as he even forgot to breathe.

That appearance, that face—it really was Xiao Qi!

But that hair color, that temperament...

And the phantom behind her, why did it look so much like a Six-Winged Angel? Could Tang San have done something unforgivable to Sister Xiao Wu?

"No!"

Da Ming drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart before answering in a deep voice.

Though she looked the same, this aura of utter sanctity made even the Sky Azure Bull Python bloodline within him feel somewhat suppressed. She was definitely not the quirky little princess of their Clear Sky Sect.

"Not this one?"

Lin Feng smiled faintly and lightly tapped his fishing rod again.

"Then... is it this silver Wang Dong'er?"

A biting chill suddenly surged from the water on the right.

The surrounding air instantly condensed into white frost. Even powerhouses at Da Ming and Er Ming's level could not help shuddering.

Another figure slowly rose up.

She had the same breathtakingly beautiful face and the same long pinkish-blue hair, yet her temperament was completely different.

She wore an ice-blue gown, her eyes as cold as snow and ice, as though devoid of all emotion. Extreme chill surrounded her, making her seem like an ice sculpture that had not melted for ten thousand years—noble and aloof, like a goddess who ruled over ice and snow.

"This..."

At the sight of Wang Dong'er with her pinkish-blue long hair, Er Ming's eyes instantly lit up.

"This hair color is right! This is Xiao Qi, isn't it?!"

He subconsciously started to nod in agreement.

"Shut up!"

Da Ming abruptly yanked him back and shot him a fierce glare.

"Look carefully! The Xiao Qi who jumped down just now was dressed as a man! And this chill... that's Ultimate Ice! Xiao Qi's Martial Soul is light-attributed, so how could it possibly be ice?!"

Er Ming snapped awake after being shouted at.

That was close! He had nearly been led astray!

What was with this river? How could it conjure so many Xiao Qis that looked similar yet different?

"No!"

Da Ming answered firmly once more, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Oh? Not this one either?"

The smile on Lin Feng's lips deepened as he lightly flicked the fishing rod in his hand.

"Then... what about this ordinary Wang Dong'er?"

Ripples spread across the water in the middle.

A figure dressed as a man emerged from the surface.

Her pinkish-blue short hair clung to her face.

That familiar aura...

"It's her! It's definitely her!"

Er Ming shouted excitedly, "This is our Xiao Qi!"

"This is the person we've been looking for!" Da Ming also let out a long breath of relief. The huge stone hanging over his heart had finally fallen away.

Thank goodness, thank goodness the original one was still here.

"Since you've been so honest."

Lin Feng put away his fishing rod and gave the two of them a meaningful look.

"Then I'll give all three Wang Dong'ers to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden Wang Dong'er and silver Wang Dong'er who had been floating above the water did not vanish like phantoms. Instead, they landed solidly on the shore!

The scene became exceedingly bizarre.

"Who are you? Why do you look exactly like me?"

The ordinary Wang Dong'er dressed as a man was the first to speak. She stared wide-eyed at the other two versions of herself, feeling as though her brain could barely process it. Yet beneath her curiosity was a trace of excitement. This was fun!

The golden-haired, golden-eyed Wang Dong'er smiled faintly. Her smile was as warm as spring sunlight, making people feel as though they were basking in a gentle breeze.

"Hello. It's our first meeting. My name is Ling Xi."

Her voice was soft and pleasant, as though it carried some kind of cleansing power.

"My Martial Souls are the Light Goddess and Seraph."

As she spoke, light flashed behind her, and six pure white wings slowly unfurled. Holy radiance instantly illuminated the surrounding world.

"Ser... Seraph?!"

Da Ming and Er Ming's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Where had this Seraph come from? And the Light Goddess—shouldn't it have been the Light Goddess Butterfly?

But after sensing the ultimate sacred attribute and ultimate fire attribute emanating from Ling Xi, the two fell silent.

Wang Dong'er turned her gaze toward the other self. This one was practically identical to her. If Wang Dong'er's hair were a little longer, they could almost be said to look exactly alike.

"Bing Wu'er."

Her voice was cold and indifferent, but not arrogant.

"Martial Souls: Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, Light Goddess Butterfly."

As her words fell, the phantom of a massive jade-green scorpion appeared behind her. Its extreme chill instantly covered the surrounding ground in a thick layer of frost.

"Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion?!"

Her Martial Soul was actually the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, one of the Three Overlords of the Extreme North?!

Unbelievable. Truly unbelievable.

And... another Martial Soul with an ultimate attribute.

Without a doubt, these two were far, far stronger than Wang Dong'er.

Three Wang Dong'ers, three entirely different powers, yet all originating from the same source.

Da Ming and Er Ming stared blankly at the scene, feeling as though their worldview had been completely shattered.

Just as Tang San had predicted, a variable had appeared on Douluo Continent. And... Da Ming had a feeling that before long, the entire Douluo Continent would descend into chaos!