Xiao Wu Was Kept by Chen Xin to Be Used for Ning Rongrong's Soul Ring?

[Narration: Current World Xiao Wu, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit reincarnated as a human.]

[During her time at Nuoding Academy, her arrogant and domineering behavior and repeated provocations eventually caught the attention of Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who happened to be passing through Nuoding City.]

The scene flashed back:

It was Nuoding City several years ago.

Xiao Wu was leading a group of Work-Study Students through the streets, throwing their weight around and even brutally attacking a civilian Soul Master.

By chance, Sword Douluo Chen Xin was passing by with Ning Rongrong.

"Hmph. So young, yet already so full of hostility. A Soul Beast reincarnated as a human?"

With just a glance from Chen Xin, the terrifying pressure of a Titled Douluo rendered Xiao Wu completely unable to move.

There was no suspense and no resistance.

Before absolute strength, Xiao Wu's much-vaunted Soft Technique was nothing more than a joke.

Chen Xin did not kill her for her bones. Instead, he brought her back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

[Imprisoned!

Waiting!]

Ning Fengzhi stood outside the courtyard, looking at Xiao Wu within. His tone was gentle, yet it carried a merchant's shrewdness:

"Uncle Sword, keep this rabbit for now.

Rongrong's Soul Power is still too low. She cannot absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Once Rongrong reaches the Soul Douluo rank, this rabbit...

will be the finest gift for Rongrong's ascension to Titled Douluo."

"As for the Spirit Bone, Uncle Sword can have it then."

At this point in time,

Tang Shan had already sold the Aromatic Silk Beauty to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, gaining enormous benefits in return.

Beyond the direct monetary transaction, there were also vast commercial dealings across countless industries.

Chen Xin nodded faintly, his gaze indifferent:

"The Sect Master is wise.

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring will be enough to raise Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to unprecedented heights!"

[Two-World Comparison, fate plays cruel tricks!]

Left Side:

To revive Xiao Wu, Tang San mutilated his own body, scattered all his cultivation, and endured countless brushes with death before finally bringing his beloved back.

It was a tragic, brutal, heartbreaking love.

Right Side:

Because of her own arrogance, Xiao Wu was raised as "reserve provisions" within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

There was no Sacrifice, no painful separation between life and death.

There was only a long wait—waiting for the day she would become someone else's Soul Ring.

And the one responsible for all of it was, unbelievably, her own reckless behavior!

[Real World Audience Seats]

"Pfft—!!!"

This time, Tang San truly could not endure it any longer.

He looked at the imprisoned Xiao Wu in the scene, then at that "himself" who had turned himself into neither man nor ghost in order to revive her.

An overwhelming sense of absurdity struck his nerves.

"How could this happen... How could this happen..."

"In this world, Xiao Wu actually...

was captured by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"

Tang San abruptly turned his head and stared fixedly at Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo not far away, his eyes bloodshot and filled with killing intent.

Yet Ning Fengzhi remained calm, even watching the Heavenly Screen with a faintly appreciative smile:

"So that was it. In that world, I made the most correct decision.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form is indeed a mobile treasure trove before it fully matures.

Rather than letting her run around outside and be hunted by others, it would be better to bring her back to the sect and pave the way for Rongrong."

Sword Douluo was equally calm:

"Those not of our kind are bound to have different hearts.

Since we encountered her, there was naturally no reason to let her go."

Their words were like two sharp blades, viciously piercing Tang San's heart.

In this world, without his and Tang Hao's protection, Xiao Wu's fate was actually this miserable!

She did not even have a chance to resist before being reduced to a great sect's "strategic reserve resource"!

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Tang San let out a miserable howl—the sound of his faith collapsing.

He had always believed that his love with Xiao Wu was earth-shaking and irreplaceable.

But now, the Heavenly Screen was telling him:

Without his appearance, without those so-called "hardships,"

Xiao Wu was merely a rabbit who did not know her place and was ultimately raised in captivity to be slaughtered!

Xiao Wu beside Tang San had also gone deathly pale. She clung to his side, trembling uncontrollably.

Ning Rongrong among the group was likewise being watched by Dai Mubai and the others, feeling uncomfortable all over.

She could not help looking toward Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi in the audience seats.

She could not understand why they would say such things outright at a time like this!

And just as Tang San was about to completely break down, the Heavenly Screen seemed to feel that this was not enough of a "surprise."

The scene shifted once more. This time, the focus returned to Tang Shan, whom Tang San hated to the bone yet had no choice but to look up to.

[Comparison Continues!]

[Regarding the choice of a "beloved"!]

[Original World: A tortured love between human and beast, enemies with the whole world!]

[Current World: Surrounded by divine maidens, ruling the world!]

The image split in two.

On the Left Side, Tang San and Xiao Wu were exposed during the Soul Master Tournament. They were pursued by Spirit Hall, and Tang Hao appeared to rescue them.

From then on, they fled for their lives.

That constant dread, that loneliness of being rejected by the entire world, seemed to spill out from the screen.

On the Right Side...

[Current World · Heaven Dou Imperial Palace · Crown Prince's Bedchamber]

In the scene, Tang Shan lounged lazily against a soft couch.

Beside him, a breathtakingly beautiful blonde woman peeled a translucent grape and gently fed it to his lips.

That woman was none other than Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe!

And that was not all.

On the other side of the bedchamber, a silver-haired, violet-eyed girl with a noble and icy temperament quietly leafed through an ancient tome in her hands.

Though she said nothing, the occasional glances she cast toward Tang Shan carried a trace of barely perceptible gentleness.

[Silver Dragon King · Gu Yuena!]

[Narration: Current World Tang Shan had not only won over Qian Renxue, the inheritor of the Angel God Position, but had also reached a certain "understanding" with the Silver Dragon King, the Co-Lord of Soul Beasts.]

[No need for a tortured love between human and beast, no need to become enemies with the whole world.]

[Standing there, he was the center of the world!]

In the end, it was simply because one's strength was insufficient.

If one were strong enough, never mind falling in love with a Soul Beast—even if one fell in love with a rock, others would still praise them against their conscience:

"What exquisite taste!"

"Pfft—"

Tang San looked at Tang Shan being fed grapes by Qian Renxue, with the Silver Dragon King keeping him company.

Then he looked at the Xiao Wu in his arms, who had only just been revived and still looked somewhat weak.

At last, a mouthful of old blood burst forth, staining his entire robe red.

"Why did Heaven give rise to Yu... only to give rise to Liang as well?!!!"

Tang San's vision went dark, and he fainted completely.

"Brother! Brother, what's wrong?! Don't scare me!"

As Tang San spat out blood and fell backward,

Xiao Wu let out a heart-wrenching cry.

Ignoring the strange looks around her, Xiao Wu dropped to her knees with a thud.

She cradled Tang San's bloodstained head in her arms, her trembling hands constantly wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Yet beneath Xiao Wu's grief, there was an even deeper fear hidden in her eyes.

She raised her head and looked around through tear-filled eyes.

Those once-familiar gazes now seemed to have changed.

Especially when her eyes accidentally swept over Sword Douluo Chen Xin in the VIP seats, her body suddenly stiffened.

Like prey being watched by a natural predator, she instinctively curled herself deeper into Tang San's arms.