Xiao Wu Escaped Tang San's Clutches and Regained Her Freedom, Never Trusting Humans Again

"Splash!"

The torrential rain pounded against the outside of the barren mountain cave, making a loud splashing sound.

Thunder rumbled across the sky, each sound causing the water inside the cave to tremble.

Xiao Wu sat leaning against the cold rock wall, her legs tightly curled together.

She didn't sleep.

In the darkness, her eyes were fixed on Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged not far away.

Tang San was immersed in Deep Meditation, and the blue-gold Soul Power fluctuations around him were extremely stable.

The more focused he became on his cultivation, the lower Xiao Wu's heart sank, and her body temperature gradually cooled.

"Brother, have you ever lied to me?"

Xiao Wu asked herself this question over and over again, but all she could feel was bitterness on her lips.

The moment Blue Tyrant Academy was exposed, the Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School saw through her true form pierced her heart like a sharp knife.

Everything that had happened in the past few days kept replaying in her mind like a nightmare.

She used to think that Tang San was the best brother in the world.

But what is Xiao Wu now?

Is it Tang San's predetermined Eighth Soul Ring, or the second Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone reserved by the Clear Sky Sect?

What vows, what promises of lifelong protection—it was all a lie to keep me captive.

He said that if anyone dares to hurt me, I'll step over their dead body.

It turns out that someone else had disturbed their prey.

The sound of wind rushing into the cave entrance was like a stern urging.

Xiao Wu dug her fingers deep into her palms, her nails piercing her skin and drawing blood.

The pain kept her conscious.

She closed her eyes.

The smell of rain, the smell of earth, and the damp scent blowing from the distant Forest were all pulling at her frantically.

"Mom, I was wrong."

"The human world is terrifying."

"Their affection was fake, their promises were fake, even their tenderness was a deadly trap."

Xiao Wu opened her eyes, her gaze completely shifting away from Tang San's handsome yet indifferent face.

It was as if they had made up their minds.

She slowly got up.

My bare feet trod on the cold, wet rocks without making a sound.

I glanced at the cave entrance.

The rain fell like a curtain, and it was so dark outside that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

But beyond that boundless darkness, there was her Forest, and there were Da Ming and Er Ming who would never scheme against her.

Xiao Wu took a deep breath.

My body was tense in the darkness, like a string about to snap.

In the blink of an eye, she rushed out.

The torrential rain immediately swallowed her figure.

The muddy road splashed up murky water at her feet.

The rain soaked through my body, and my cold clothes clung tightly to my cheeks and neck.

Her breathing grew heavier and heavier, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, as if it were about to leap out of her throat.

The rough branches tore her long dress, creating small cuts, but the blood was quickly washed away by the torrential rain.

She dared not stop, much less look back.

Tears mingled with rainwater streamed down my face.

She couldn't tell if it was fear or heartbreak.

There's no need to distinguish between them.

Because she felt... freedom!

"I want to go home..."

Xiao Wu gasped for breath in the torrential rain, her voice hoarse but resolute.

"I want to go back to the Star Dou Great Forest!"

"I will never return to the human world!"

"I will never trust any human being again!"

I don't know how much time passed.

The torrential rain outside the cave showed no signs of stopping.

Tang San slowly awoke from his Deep Meditation, the Purple light in his eyes gradually fading.

With his Soul Power flowing smoothly within his body, his strength improved once again.

He habitually looked towards the cave entrance, a gentle smile in his eyes.

Thinking that Xiao Wu should have calmed down, he needed to comfort and explain things to her.

But this time, he found the cave entrance empty.

Only the fierce wind whipped up rainwater that pounded against the stone wall.

Tang San frowned, stood up, and called out, "Xiao Wu?"

There was no response.

Only the sound of pouring rain echoed in the empty cave.

"Xiao Wu, stop fooling around and come out here."

Tang San thought Xiao Wu was joking with him again, so he strode deeper into the cave.

Dead silence.

There was no trace of her presence, nor any response from her.

Where did Xiao Wu go?

Tang San panicked!

He ran around the small cave three times.

There was nothing in the corner, and even the haystack where Xiao Wu usually sat was cold.

Nothing was left behind!

Tang San's expression changed from initial confusion to panic, and then from panic to boundless fear.

My blood seemed to freeze in an instant.

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu, where are you!"

Tang San screamed with all his might.

He rushed into the rain like a madman, running wildly through the pitch-black wilderness.

With the Purple Demon Eye activated to its fullest extent, Purple light traced eerie paths through the torrential rain.

Bushes tore his arms, and sharp pebbles cut the soles of his feet.

Blood stained the muddy water, but he felt no pain at all.

"Xiao Wu--!"

"Where are you! Come out now!"

Tang San's voice echoed through the desolate mountains, but was immediately swallowed up by the torrential rain.

The entire barren mountain was like a huge black tombstone, pressing down on his heart.

There was no response.

There has been absolutely no response.

Tang San tripped and fell heavily into the muddy water.

Cold mud splattered all over half of his face.

Rainwater streamed down his drooping hair, blurring his vision.

He knelt in the mud, digging his hands into the slurry, his teeth grinding together.

Despair gnawed at his heart like countless venomous snakes.

Why?

Why has Xiao Wu disappeared?

Xiao Wu trusted him so much and relied on him so much, how could she possibly leave without a reason?

Names flashed through Tang San's mind like crazy.

"The Spirit Hall... the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...!"

Tang San uttered those two names slowly and deliberately, the hatred in his voice almost solidifying into a tangible form.

"It's you guys..."

"You're the ones who drove her away!"

"You call yourselves a prestigious and righteous sect, claiming to uphold justice and fairness, yet you greedily covet Xiao Wu's Soul Ring and Soul Bone!"

"You drove Xiao Wu to the brink of despair, you took away my only family member!"

Tang San suddenly raised his head, his dark eyes blazing with fury.

That was a raging fire, an extreme hatred.

It also shows the boy's resolute determination to seek revenge even after being stripped of everything.

"Spirit Hall! Ning Fengzhi! Bone Douluo!"

"You have already chosen your path to death!"

"I will make you pay the price!"

"I will make you pay for today's debt with the blood of your entire clan and temple!"

Tang San wiped the mud off his face and stumbled to his feet.

"Xiao Wu, I will definitely find you too."

"No matter the cost, even if it means going against the entire world, I will find you."

"Must."

At the same time.

Holy Soul Village, hundreds of miles away from Heaven Dou City.

The torrential rain also washed away the muddy dirt road at the entrance of the village.

A tall, imposing figure in black robes walked across the water.

Raindrops fell on his black robe, splashing into tiny water droplets.

Tang Hao stood at the village entrance, raindrops dripping from the hem of his black robe.

His cold gaze pierced through the dense rain, fixing on the blacksmith shop in the distance, a place that had long since been destroyed.

The once familiar dilapidated wooden door had been violently smashed into pieces, scattered in the mud and water.

The overturned bellows broke in two, covered in filthy mud.

The blacksmith's platform was overturned on the ground, and iron hammers, tongs, and iron filings were scattered all over the ground, being washed away by the torrential rain.

Even the wooden bed that Tang San slept in as a child was torn into firewood.

The entire blacksmith shop looked as if it had been ravaged by a pack of wolves; there wasn't a single intact spot.

The Spirit Hall's search was more thorough and violent than he had imagined.