Birds of a Feather, Two Siblings! Xiao Wu Driven to Tears by Scolding!

[God of Destruction]: "What are Soul Beasts?"

[Sea God]: "They are a type of non-human intelligent life on the Douluo Continent, evolved from beasts."

[God of Destruction]: "Oh, I remember now. Those things the Dragon God created back then, right?"

[God of Destruction]: "These Soul Beasts actually take one hundred thousand years just to turn into humans."

[God of Destruction]: "I might as well take a look and see what this Light Screen has to say."

[Bibi Dong]: "I don't care if it takes them ten thousand or a hundred thousand years to transform; when the time comes, This Seat will wipe them all out!"

Bibi Dong had not expected that just after bringing back Oscar, who possessed innate full soul power as a food-type spirit master, she would receive another piece of good news.

She had not anticipated that another piece of favorable information would follow immediately.

This was a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, something that had been consistently overlooked until now.

If she could get her hands on it and kill the Titan Giant Ape and the others in the process, she would gain a full three hundred-thousand-year soul rings.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong did not hesitate and immediately prepared to summon her subordinates.

Douluo Era.

Spirit Hall.

"Fool."

Bibi Dong stared at the Light Screen, these two words spilling from her crimson lips.

"A hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast takes human form, and the first thing she should do is keep her head down and act like a human."

"But look at her—grabbing the prince of Notting City and throwing him around, laughing with her face held high, as if she were terrified the whole city wouldn't notice she was special."

"A hundred-thousand-year-old creature calling a seven-year-old child 'brother'—what is she even after?"

"She has lived for ten thousand years, yet her brain is less developed than a newly hatched chick."

"What's even more ridiculous is that she keeps claiming she wants to enter the human world to grow stronger and avenge her mother, yet her soul power cultivation is inconsistent, and she spends every day just eating, drinking, and playing with that child."

"If her mother's spirit were in heaven, she would likely be angered back to life."

Bibi Dong turned around, her long robes trailing on the floor.

"Summon Ghost Leopard Douluo and Demon Bear Douluo. Assemble immediately. I will lead the team personally and intercept them outside the Star Dou Forest."

"It would be even better if Tang Hao is there. A hundred-thousand-year rabbit plus a Title Douluo—that is a deal I cannot lose."

"Chrysanthemum and Ghost will provide support; Ghost Leopard will entangle Tang Hao, and Demon Bear's mere presence will be enough to make that rabbit's legs turn to jelly."

"A hundred-thousand-year soul ring was never her glory; it is her death warrant."

Douluo Era.

High above the sky.

Xiao Wu curled up in Tang Hao's arms, her shoulders shaking until she felt as if she might fall apart.

The Light Screen continued to loop its mockery, and her tears fell, one by one, onto her clothes.

"Xiao Wu, ignore it." Tang San, held by Tang Hao's other arm, turned his head hurriedly. "It is doing this on purp—"

"It's right."

Xiao Wu looked up abruptly, her face covered in tears.

"I was arrogant. I couldn't help but show off, thinking humans were inferior to me..."

"I'm a hundred thousand years old, yet I act as your sister. What right do I have?"

"I've lived for a hundred thousand years, yet I don't understand as much as a child!"

She gripped her hem tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"I left the Star Dou Forest saying I would avenge my mother, but have I cultivated at all these years?"

"Have I worked hard? Every day I only thought about eating, attending classes, and playing with you. Even my soul power was raised with your help!"

"Do I really love my mother, acting like this?"

Tang San opened his mouth, but his throat felt blocked.

Xiao Wu wiped her tears fiercely, but they only flowed faster.

"The Light Screen calls me a fool—can I even refute it?"

"I ran to the human world saying I would grow strong and seek revenge, but I accomplished nothing. I even foolishly sent letters to Er Ming saying how great humans were..."

"I am a joke—a massive joke!"

"Can someone like me really avenge my mother?"

"If my mother could see me now... would she regret sending me out back then?"

Tang Hao remained silent, his broad, thick palm pressing against her back, unmoving.

Only then did he speak in a low voice:

"Revenge is not something to be rushed."

"But I haven't even tried!"

Xiao Wu suddenly looked up, tears rolling down her cheeks, her voice hoarse.

"So long! Six years, and I haven't accomplished anything. What face do I have left to even speak of revenge?"

Tang San reached out his other hand and grabbed Xiao Wu's clenched fist.

His hand was small and couldn't fully cover hers, but he gripped it so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"Xiao Wu, look at me."

Xiao Wu turned her head away.

"Look at me!"

Tang San's voice rose, rare and sharp, carrying the reckless tenacity of a youth:

"You are foolish, and I am foolish. You are impulsive, and I am impulsive."

"But you are my little sister. No matter if you are a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast or a ten-thousand-year one, no matter if we can beat the Crown Prince or not, no matter if we slack off in our cultivation—you are my Xiao Wu, and that will never change."

Xiao Wu's shoulders were still trembling, but she finally turned her face back.

"As for revenge," Tang San stared into her eyes, enunciating every word, "I will accompany you."

"You cannot do it alone, so I will do it with you."

"If you feel you aren't strong enough, I will accompany you to become stronger."

"You think you are foolish."

He paused, a stubborn smile tugging at the corner of his mouth:

"I am even more foolish than you. Together, we will surely be smart at least once."

Xiao Wu's lips moved, but no words came out. Tears fell again, but this time, she did not pull away.

Tang Hao pulled his arms in, drawing both children closer to his chest.

The wind at high altitude whistled past them, and the Light Screen continued to flicker with cold light overhead.

But Xiao Wu's crying gradually subsided, leaving only muffled sobs buried against his chest.

In the distance, the silhouette of the Star Dou Forest loomed on the horizon, a vast expanse of dark green, ancient and silent.

The wind blew from that direction, carrying the scent of soil and vegetation.

After a long time, Xiao Wu sniffled, her voice muffled: "Brother San..."

"Hmm."

"I... I am still afraid."

"Afraid of what?"

Xiao Wu was silent for a long while. The Light Screen flipped to an old scene, showing her as she was when she first arrived at Notting Academy, smiling with a carefree, heartless expression.

She looked at that version of herself, her voice so soft it was almost scattered by the wind:

"I am afraid that my mother really regrets giving birth to me..."

Tang San gripped her hand tighter, his knuckles cracking.

"Then we will make sure she doesn't regret it!"

The two continued to watch the Light Screen, neither knowing what else it might say.

Inside the Light Screen.

The Sharp Critique continued; the character of Xiao Wu was indeed not one blessed with much intelligence.

[Xiao Wu? Isn't she just a useless accessory who can only breathe by clinging to the thighs of a genius?]

[Because of the setting, after a Soul Beast takes human form, it must stay with a human genius to accelerate its cultivation speed.]

[Of course, in the actual plot, it's not like this setting ever really served any purpose.]

[Xiao Wu spent some time cultivating in the forest by herself later on, and it didn't seem any slower.]

[And as for Tang San, he just happened to need a decorative piece to kneel and call him husband, just to prop up his pathetic, chauvinistic facade!]

[Ever since Notting Academy, you two have been hiding behind the banner of being siblings while doing all those intimate things. What kind of trashy drama are you two acting out?]

[By the time you reached Shrek, Tang San continued to be a filial grandson to that trash Yu Xiaogang and his theories, and Xiao Wu followed right along into the rot. A perfect match!]