Divine Fire Spirit, Soul Clone

A Soul Douluo and a Quasi-Titled Douluo scrutinized Huo Wu, yet found nothing in the end.

Meanwhile, seeing her grandfather, father, and Lin Huo all acting mysterious and cautiously guarded—

No matter how slow Huo Wu was, she should have realized something was wrong by now.

After giving it some thought, Huo Wu roughly figured out what was going on.

"Pfft!" Huo Wu first covered her soft pink lips and let out a stifled laugh, then she could no longer hold it in and burst into laughter.

"HAHAHAHA! I'm dying! You three don't seriously think Little Ling stole my body, do you?"

"That isn't impossible," Lin Huo said coolly.

The hearty smile on Huo Wu's face came to an abrupt halt. She widened her beautiful eyes and stared at the utterly serious Lin Huo, her expression practically saying, "You're serious?"

Lin Huo's scrutinizing gaze did not change. He merely waited for Huo Wu to offer a reasonable explanation so he could make his judgment.

Huo Lin and Book Elder showed no intention of backing down either. They kept straight faces alongside Lin Huo and remained silent.

"I! Was! Not! Controlled!"

After a long standoff, Huo Wu was the first to crack under the cold treatment of the three men acting in concert. Her face flushed red as she shouted indignantly.

Seeing Huo Wu's overbearing display, the three of them exchanged a tacit glance at once. Only this spoiled and unreasonable Huo Wu felt right.

After catching her breath, and seeing that she could not outstubborn the three of them, Huo Wu began explaining sullenly.

"Little Ling—the Fire Element Spirit you mentioned—had too few years of cultivation. Her consciousness had only just been born and was still in a muddled state, with almost nothing beyond animal-like instincts.

"When Little Ling was