Xiao Wu's head buzzed as if ten thousand bees were swarming through her mind.
Her eyes widened, her gaze locked on Tang Wu's delicate, adorable little face, now stricken with terror.
Memories of her past life flashed through her mind like scenes from a revolving lantern.
Tang San, her older brother, with his neat short hair and deep eyes, who always kept her hands hidden in her sleeves, ready to fire Sleeve Arrows at any moment;
The Thousand-Hand Asura, who was full of schemes and never even blinked when plotting against people;
The man who had sworn to protect her in Star Dou Forest, only to force her into sacrificing herself in the end.
How had he turned into this soft, girlish little thing before her eyes?!
Xiao Wu's breathing quickened. She rubbed her eyes hard, trying to prove that some aftereffect of her rebirth wasn't making her hallucinate.
But when she opened her eyes again, she still saw that sweet little girl, cowering behind Su Yu and trembling all over.
"Y-you said your name was what?"
Xiao Wu's voice cracked, trembling with disbelief.
"My name is Tang Wu... my nickname is Xiao San'er..."
Terrified by the look in Xiao Wu's eyes, as if she wanted to eat her alive, Tang Wu shrank farther behind Su Yu, peeking at her timidly with just one eye.
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Xiao Wu howled inwardly.
There were plenty of people on Douluo Continent called Xiao San'er. This had to be a coincidence!
That sinister, treacherous Tang San couldn't possibly have turned into a delicate girl who was afraid to even raise her voice!
Refusing to believe it, she charged forward.
She was incredibly fast. The physical prowess of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast cultivating anew was on full display, and she nearly left a pink afterimage where she stood.
Su Yu's gaze shifted slightly, but he keenly sensed that Xiao Wu harbored no killing intent, only a frantic need to prove something.
He didn't stop her, merely shifting aside so she could rush up to Tang Wu.
Xiao Wu seized Tang Wu's right hand.
"Ah! That hurts..."
Tang Wu cried out and tried to pull free, but Xiao Wu's grip was astonishingly strong, clamped around her wrist like an iron vice.
"Release your Martial Soul! Hurry!"
Xiao Wu gritted her teeth and commanded her urgently.
Tang Wu was so frightened that tears spilled down her cheeks. She looked to Su Yu for help.
Su Yu gave her a reassuring look and nodded slightly.
Only then did Tang Wu sniffle in wounded protest and slowly circulate the Innate Full Soul Power within her.
A faint blue light glimmered in her palm.
Then a small, translucent, pale-blue grass plant slowly grew from her hand.
Its leaves swayed gently with the flow of Soul Power, giving off a faint breath of life.
Blue Silver Grass.
The most standard Trash Martial Soul on Douluo Continent.
Xiao Wu stared at the Blue Silver Grass, then looked up at Tang Wu's pretty face, so aggrieved she looked ready to cry, and her big eyes, misty with fear.
Blue hair, a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, and the nickname Xiao San'er.
Every detail matched.
The only differences were her gender and personality. Even that sinister, treacherous air had vanished without a trace, replaced by a genuine airhead sweetheart.
Xiao Wu was utterly scrambled.
The worldview of a reborn person came crashing down around her.
Her carefully plotted revenge, the child of destiny she had dreamed of taking in as a lackey, her prepared Eight-Stage Throw and Explosive Killing Eight-Stage Throw—all of it had become one enormous joke.
How could she bring herself to lay a hand on a sweet, adorable little girl who cried at the slightest touch?
Xiao Wu let go, as if all the strength had drained from her body.
She staggered back two steps, and her upright rabbit ears drooped listlessly.
Turning around, she stumbled over to a wall in the farthest corner of Dorm Seven, clasped her hands over her head, and crouched down.
"Impossible... Something's definitely wrong..."
Xiao Wu buried her face against her knees and kept muttering, her voice full of despair and confusion.
"My big brother Tang San can't be this adorable... He was supposed to be a scheming old fox..."
"Why are you doing this to me, heavens? I came back to beat him up, and now you've turned him into this. How am I supposed to hit him?"
"It's over, it's all over. My plan to become the big sister hasn't even started, and it's already fallen apart..."
As she muttered to herself, she stretched out a finger and drew circles in the dusty ground.
Her back looked unbearably forlorn, as if the whole world had abandoned her.
All the other work-study students in the dorm stared, dumbfounded.
Wang Sheng swallowed and nudged the lackey beside him, lowering his voice. "I-is this new girl right in the head? She was just acting all fierce and trying to beat someone up. Then she saw that girl's Martial Soul and went to crouch in the corner?"
The lackey looked just as bewildered. "No idea, boss. Maybe something set her off. Listen to her mumbling. Doesn't she sound like that crazy widow at the village entrance?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down! What if she goes berserk and starts hitting people again?"
Wang Sheng quickly clamped a hand over the lackey's mouth. The group watched Xiao Wu crouching in the corner and drawing circles as if she were an idiot, not daring to go anywhere near her.
Standing where he was, Su Yu watched Xiao Wu's comical, crumbling worldview, a glint flashing in his eyes.
Without drawing attention to himself, he activated the Eye of Truth.
Golden light swirled deep in his pupils as his gaze pierced straight through Xiao Wu's body.
Sure enough, there was nothing above Xiao Wu's head—not a trace of a System Panel.
But that didn't mean she was an ordinary person.
In the Eye of Truth's vision, Xiao Wu's soul fluctuations were extremely abnormal, as if she had endured the weight of long years before being forcibly crammed into a young body.
A Hundred-Thousand-Year Hooligan Rabbit, reborn with memories of her past life, but without a system.
Su Yu quickly weighed things over.
On this Douluo Continent, riddled with all kinds of bizarre systems, he had a trump card that could counter them—the Conceptual Eraser—but every use consumed a great deal of Soul Power.
If he encountered a cheat user who played by no rules, or got mobbed, his current strength alone would leave him stretched thin.
And this Xiao Wu before him was practically a top-grade fighter delivered to his doorstep by the heavens!
A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast cultivating anew, with a powerful body and plenty of combat experience—and most importantly, she had no system!
Having no system meant she wouldn't be driven by all those nonsensical missions. Her behavior was predictable.
If he could bring her over to his side, then whenever they ran into low-level cheat users, he wouldn't need to waste Soul Power erasing their systems. He could simply shut the door and let the rabbit loose.
At that thought, a faint smile tugged at Su Yu's lips.
He turned and gently reassured Tang Wu, who was still wiping away her tears. "Be a good girl, Xiao San'er. It's all right now. Go find a clean bed over there and sit for a while. I'll go talk to her."
Tang Wu nodded obediently. She was still a little scared, but Su Yu's words were law to her.
She carefully made her way to an empty bed as far as possible from Xiao Wu and sat down, her eyes following Su Yu closely.
Su Yu set off at an unhurried pace toward Xiao Wu, who was crouched in the corner, drawing circles.
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