Beating Up Xue Beng Was a Rite of Passage for Transmigrators

Heaven Dou City.

"Xiao Wu, don't be angry. Didn't I put them all in the Summoning Space and only bring you out with me?"

Walking down the street, Jiang Li softly coaxed Xiao Wu beside him. "Xiao Wu? Sister Xiao Wu?"

Of course, he was genuinely coaxing her, but saying that he had only brought Xiao Wu out while leaving the Zhu sisters, Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing, in the Summoning Space—

That was merely sweet talk for Xiao Wu's sake. After all, they had already entered Heaven Dou City.

With Heaven Dou City's prosperity, a tiny place like Soto City simply could not compare.

If anyone saw Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing, it would be easy for them to discover that they were the missing direct descendants of the Star Luo Empire's Zhu Clan, needlessly stirring up trouble.

So, they could only let the two sisters temporarily hide in the Summoning Space.

"Hmph!" Xiao Wu snorted and turned her head away, deliberately refusing to look at Jiang Li.

Xiao Wu still had not gotten over Jiang Li summoning her back from Da Ming and Er Ming in the Star Dou Great Forest without her permission.

She had clearly told Jiang Li to summon her only after he reached Heaven Dou City, yet before she had even caught sight of her old rabbit burrow in the Star Dou Great Forest, he had summoned her away.

How could she not be angry?

Xiao Wu had made up her mind. No matter what, she would not forgive Jiang Li so easily this time.

Especially since having her alone clearly was not enough for him—he had insisted on contracting those two awful Zhu women!

"Xiao Wu, I think I saw someone selling candied hawthorn skewers over there. Do you want some?" Jiang Li asked after noticing her glance at the vendor selling candied hawthorn skewers.

At those words, Xiao Wu's brows lifted, and she was clearly tempted.

But she still remembered the decision she had just made not to forgive Jiang Li so easily.

"Hmph!" Xiao Wu answered Jiang Li with another snort, but she could not help swallowing afterward. "Who wants candied hawthorn skewers?!"

Jiang Li smiled faintly. "Fine. Wait here. I'll go buy some for you."

After spending so long with Xiao Wu, how could Jiang Li not understand her personality?

All he could say was that this little girl transformed from a Soft-Boned Rabbit was soft all over, even down to her bones, except for that stubbornly hard mouth of hers.

Naturally, he understood that her words did not match her heart.

"Go quickly!"

The moment Xiao Wu saw the smile on Jiang Li's face, she knew he had seen through her. No longer pretending, she shoved him in embarrassment and irritation.

"Alright, alright."

Jiang Li did not mind. He merely smiled and agreed repeatedly.

Then, he headed off to find the vendor carrying the candied hawthorn stand who had passed by earlier.

"I don't mean to forgive him. I'm just afraid that if he gets angry, he won't help me look for Mom anymore."

"Yes, that's right. That's all it is. I absolutely don't mean to forgive him, not even a little!"

Standing where she was, Xiao Wu watched Jiang Li's retreating back and hypnotized herself with words that went against her true feelings, speaking softly enough that only she could hear.

"Boss, how much are your candied hawthorn skewers?" Jiang Li asked as he caught up to the vendor carrying the hawthorn stand.

The vendor replied, "One copper soul coin per skewer."

Hearing that, Jiang Li clicked his tongue slightly. Heaven Dou City was indeed prosperous, but things were truly expensive here.

Back in Notting City, one copper soul coin could buy at least three skewers of candied hawthorn.

Jiang Li glanced at the candied hawthorn stand in the vendor's hands, then took out a gold soul coin. "Here's one gold soul coin. I'll take all of them."

Although there were at least thirty candied hawthorn skewers on the stand before him, Xiao Wu and he clearly could not eat that many.

But Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing were still in the Summoning Space, and he had to appease them too.

Though neither of them was as lively and active as Xiao Wu, and they understood why they had to temporarily hide in the Summoning Space, appearing not to mind much.

But whether they minded or not was their business. Since he was buying them, Jiang Li naturally could not play favorites.

"Certainly, sir!"

The vendor's face lit up. He had encountered a wealthy customer. Completing this sale was far better than trudging around the city for an entire day, working himself to death.

After taking the gold soul coin Jiang Li offered, the vendor did not hand over the candied hawthorn skewers one by one. Instead, he directly gave Jiang Li the entire candied hawthorn stand, woven from straw and wooden sticks, together with all the skewers stuck in it.

Jiang Li took the stand, casually plucked two skewers from it, and placed the rest of the candied hawthorn stand into the Summoning Space.

Then he turned to head back toward Xiao Wu.

At that moment, he suddenly saw a young man dressed in luxurious brocade robes leading several lackeys as he blocked a blue-haired girl's path. "Miss Ye, could I trouble you to come with me?"

The girl looked to be under twenty. Her figure was just right—slender where she should be slender and curvy where she should be curvy. She wore a sky-blue dress, while her waterfall-like blue hair cascaded down her back.

Her large blue eyes were as clear and beautiful as her hair, her gaze so pure one could see straight through it without the slightest impurity. Her long lashes curved upward slightly, and every blink seemed as though it could speak.

Yet what drew the most attention was the blue begonia-shaped hairpin clipped into her hair.

Was this—

Ye Lingling, who possessed the Nine-Heart Begonia, the greatest healing Martial Soul on Douluo Continent?

As someone whose Martial Soul, the Summoning Grimoire, possessed contract abilities, Jiang Li had long yearned for the top-tier healing Martial Soul, the Nine-Heart Begonia, that Ye Lingling possessed in the original story.

He had not expected such good fortune to fall into his lap.

He had only just arrived in Heaven Dou City and already found her being harassed by thugs. Wasn't this heaven helping him?!

Ye Lingling frowned tightly and looked displeased at the spoiled young man blocking her path. "Sorry, Prince Xue Beng. I have plans with Yanzi and need to go meet her immediately, so I can't go with you."

Well, that explained it, Jiang Li thought.

Although Ye Lingling's Martial Soul was purely a healing Martial Soul with no combat power—

One had to know that the Nine-Heart Begonia could only have two inheritors in the same era and could not possess any Soul Skills other than healing. Given such harsh conditions, the fact that its inheritance had not been cut off and had instead earned the title of the greatest healing Martial Soul on Douluo Continent meant that powerful experts must have been protecting it.

Just like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, which possessed the greatest support Martial Soul and had the protection of two Title Douluo, Bone and Sword.

So how could any reckless thug in Heaven Dou City dare provoke the inheritor of the Nine-Heart Begonia, someone protected by powerful experts?

However, upon hearing the name Ye Lingling had spoken, Jiang Li immediately understood.

Xue Beng?

Wasn't he the fourth prince of the Heaven Dou royal family who, after Qian Renxue disguised herself as the Heaven Dou crown prince, was killed off until he was the last one remaining?

He had seemed like a useless, spoiled prince, but he had actually been hiding his strength. In the end, he picked up the greatest prize and became the king of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Heh, what a coincidence.

Didn't Xue Beng like pretending to be weak while hiding his strength?

Why not try it with me?

Just right. In the Douluo Continent fanfiction Jiang Li had read in his previous life, regardless of which side they supported—

If a protagonist transmigrated to Douluo Continent without beating up that spoiled prince Xue Beng at least once, they would be too embarrassed to call themselves a novel protagonist or a transmigrator.