Whisper of the Wind: You've Been Targeted by a Titled Douluo

Nuoding City, a secluded and dim dead-end alley in the west of the city.

Xiao Wu was pulled by Xue Yao deep into the alley.

Her ruby-like eyes darted around, and she sniffed hard, yet she smelled nothing at all.

"Little brother, where is that old shop you mentioned that sells top-quality crispy radishes? There's clearly nothing here, not even a shadow of a person."

Xiao Wu pouted, turned around, and looked at Xue Yao with suspicion.

Xue Yao did not answer immediately.

He let go of Xiao Wu's sleeve and snapped his fingers lightly in mid-air.

"Snap."

A crisp sound echoed.

An invisible cyan wind element instantly surged from Xue Yao's body, completely sealing off the entire alley.

After finishing this, Xue Yao slowly raised his head; those eyes that were once gentle had now turned as cold as an abyss.

He looked at Xiao Wu, a playful arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"There is indeed no shop selling radishes here."

"However, there is a... Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit Empress here who has taken human form yet still runs around recklessly, courting death."

Boom!

The moment these words fell, Xiao Wu, who had just been looking naive and charming, froze in place.

The color drained from her face in an instant, and her watery eyes were suddenly filled with extreme fear and shock.

"You... you..."

Xiao Wu's voice was trembling violently.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form!

This was the greatest secret in her heart, the trump card she had risked her life to hide!

Having stayed in Nuoding City for so long, even the Soul Elder level teachers at the academy had never seen through her true form.

How could this boy, who looked about the same age as her or at most a few years older, see through it at a glance?!

Unless...

A terrifying thought instantly occupied Xiao Wu's mind.

In the iron law of the Douluo Continent, there was only one type of person who could ignore the disguise of a transformed soul beast and see through its true form directly!

That was the high and mighty—Title Douluo!

"You... are you a Title Douluo?!"

Xiao Wu let out a shrill, off-key scream.

Under extreme fear, the instinct of a soul beast instantly overcame her reason.

The pink soul power on her body erupted with a roar, and a yellow century-old soul ring rose from beneath her feet.

"Waist Bow!"

Xiao Wu exerted force with her legs, her slender legs lunging straight toward Xue Yao's neck to strangle him.

She didn't expect to defeat a Title Douluo; she only wanted to force him back half a step and seize the chance to escape!

However, facing Xiao Wu's desperate strike, Xue Yao didn't even lift an eyelid.

"Fool."

Xue Yao snorted coldly. Without even summoning his martial soul, he simply raised one hand.

"Hum—"

A violent cyan whirlwind instantly formed in his palm.

Xiao Wu's fierce attack struck the whirlwind as if kicking an invisible wall of steel, and the powerful recoil sent her flying backward.

"Bang!"

Xiao Wu slammed heavily onto the bluestone floor, tears nearly falling from the pain.

"Don't waste your energy."

Xue Yao looked down at her, his tone revealing the composure of one who controlled everything.

"If I were truly a Title Douluo, or if I had any interest in your soul ring and soul bone, you would already be a corpse. You should realize you wouldn't even have had the chance to resist."

Xiao Wu was stunned. Although she was still trembling, a trace of doubt flashed in the depths of her eyes.

"You... you aren't a Title Douluo? Then how could you see through my true form?"

Xue Yao chuckled softly.

He opened his right hand, and a high-pitched, majestic eagle cry rang out in the alley.

Immediately after, a Little Griffin, small in size but extraordinarily spirited, flapped its wings wreathed in cyan storms and landed steadily on Xue Yao's shoulder.

The Little Griffin possesses the ability to regulate its own body size.

This Little Griffin is wreathed in extremely pure laws of wind elements, its sharp eagle eyes staring coldly at Xiao Wu on the ground.

"I am not a Title Douluo. I can see through you because of it."

Xue Yao stroked the feathers of the Little Griffin, his voice becoming distant and mysterious.

"I am a possessor of a top-tier wind-type martial soul. To me, the wind is my eyes and my ears."

"The wind flows between heaven and earth, recording every trace of aura. The pure origin power belonging to a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast within you is as dazzling as a torch in the dark night to the perception of the wind."

"From the moment you stood in the market, the whispers of the wind had already told me your identity."

Upon hearing these words, Xiao Wu was stunned.

She had never heard of such a perverted wind-type sensory ability in the world. But looking at the Little Griffin radiating pure wind elements, and recalling the masterful Wind Barrier Xue Yao had just displayed, she couldn't help but believe him seven-tenths.

As long as he isn't a Title Douluo, it's fine!

Xiao Wu let out a long sigh of relief, her taut nerves relaxing slightly.

She climbed up from the ground and looked at Xue Yao with vigilance.

"Since you aren't a Title Douluo and don't want to kill me, why did you lure me here?"

"Why?"

"I lured you here to save your life. And by the way, to tell you just how oblivious to death you are, you stupid rabbit."

Xiao Wu frowned, puffing out her cheeks in defiance: "How am I oblivious to death? I hide very well in the academy. As long as I don't run into a Title Douluo, no one can discover me at all!"

"Is that so?"

"Then do you know? The wind also told me that you have long since been tainted with an extremely terrifying mark!"

"It is an aura that is incredibly overbearing, heavy, and filled with the scent of destruction. This pressure is definitely not something an ordinary soul master could possess. That is a genuine—Title Douluo!"

Boom!

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck Xiao Wu's brain.

Her face, which had just regained a hint of color, turned as pale as paper in an instant.

"You... you're lying! That's impossible!"

Xiao Wu shook her head desperately, her voice sharp and terrified.

"If I had encountered a Title Douluo, I would have known! If he had discovered my identity, he would have captured me long ago. How could he possibly let me live until now!"

Watching Xiao Wu on the verge of a breakdown, Xue Yao knew the time was right.

This was the effect he wanted.

Using the information gap of a transmigrator, he would plant a bomb in the heart of this brainless rabbit that could never be removed.

"Why didn't he capture you?"

Xue Yao looked at Xiao Wu with eyes full of pity and mockery.

"Do you truly believe that a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring and soul bone can be absorbed by just anyone?"

"If that Title Douluo already has a ninth soul ring, or if his martial soul doesn't require your attributes, wouldn't killing you be a waste of a heavenly treasure?"

Xiao Wu was stunned, her mind in total chaos: "Then... then why did he leave a mark on me?"

A cruel sneer curled the corners of Xue Yao's mouth as he spat out two words.

"Livestock farming."

"What?!"

"You can't even figure this out? Idiot." Xue Yao's tone became chillingly cold.

"He is farming you! Just like a farmer raising a piglet in a pen. He isn't killing you now because the one who will 'eat' you isn't qualified yet!"

"He is waiting. Waiting for the person he values—perhaps his junior, perhaps his successor—to reach a cultivation level capable of absorbing a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring. When that time comes, you, this plump, well-fed rabbit, will be slaughtered by his own hands and turned into someone else's soul ring and soul bone!"

"You think you're safe in Nuoding City? You think you're playing house with humans?"

"The wind tells me that the aura of that Title Douluo has been lingering around you frequently lately. Your every move, every friend you make, every word you say—it is all under that person's surveillance!"

Every word and every syllable from Xue Yao was like a sharp blade, stabbing fiercely into Xiao Wu's heart.

Farming.

Surveillance.

A soul ring left for a junior.

Xiao Wu clutched her shoulders tightly with both hands, her large eyes filled with extreme fear and frantic suspicion.

She wasn't stupid.

As these clues were ruthlessly pieced together by Xue Yao, a terrifying deduction began to grow uncontrollably in her mind.

"Junior... successor... recently around me..."

Xiao Wu bit her lip until it bled.

She suddenly remembered her days at Nuoding Academy.

She remembered the boy who always loved to stick by her side and insisted on calling her his little sister.

She remembered the endless array of bizarre hidden weapons that boy possessed, and she remembered his composure, which defied all reason.

She remembered even more what that boy had once inadvertently revealed...

He had a mysteriously vanished, blacksmithing, alcoholic father!

"San... Brother San?"

"Tang San?!"

A name exploded in Xiao Wu's heart.

Could his father be that Title Douluo who had been watching her from the shadows and left a mark upon her body?!

Was Tang San taking her as his little sister also just a part of this game of captivity?

Had he known her identity all along, merely playing along with his father, waiting for this "pig" to grow up so they could harvest her spirit ring in the future?!

A deep chill shot straight from Xiao Wu's spine to the top of her head.

Every little memory she had of Tang San over these past few years transformed into an unprecedented sense of disgust and terror.

Xue Yao smiled with satisfaction.

Once the seed of doubt is planted, it only takes a little time for it to grow into a towering tree.

Tang San.

Don't you love taking in little sisters? Don't you pride yourself on being pure and untainted?

I want to see how you will continue to stage that disgusting drama of "deep sibling affection" when faced with a hundred-thousand-year-old Rogue Rabbit who is full of wariness toward you.

"I have said all that needs to be said."

Xue Yao put away the Little Griffin and casually dispelled the Wind Barrier.

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. Take care of yourself, little rabbit."