I Became a Girl?

Waking up to be rewarded with a fragrant kiss was something no man could refuse.

Wang Xiao reacted instinctively, springing up in an instant and kicking out.

The little boy had his eyes closed when a sudden kick struck his stomach. Before he could cry out, he was sent flying.

"System, damn you! You said I was transmigrating, but you sent me to Chengdu instead!" Wang Xiao roared furiously, nearly losing his innocence.

Even the most well-mannered person would snap. Who could bear waking up to see a reward of a fragrant kiss? Just imagining that sense of déjà vu was terrifying, let alone experiencing it firsthand.

It really wasn't because he had a bad temper.

With a bang, the nearly naked boy flew more than ten meters before his back slammed into a tree trunk. He let out a pained cry before finally stopping.

"Ow! What are you doing?!"

The little boy clutched his stomach and wailed, tears nearly falling.

"What is wrong with you? I kindly saved you and pulled you ashore, but the moment you woke up, you kicked me without asking questions. Did I provoke you?"

He was filled with grievance. It was one thing for those people at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion to bully him, but now even someone he had casually saved was bullying him without a word. What was wrong with this world?

Wang Xiao turned his back on him and ignored him completely, afraid he would not be able to stop himself from attacking again.

Only those who truly found transvestites disgusting could understand the feeling. Just one glance made him physically nauseous.

"You freak, get lost. Go back wherever you came from."

Feeling Wang Xiao's hostility and considering the situation, the little boy quickly realized that he had been misunderstood.

"I'm not a freak! My name is Huo Yuhao. I'm the one who saved you!"

Wang Xiao froze. Huo Yuhao? Wasn't he the protagonist of The Unrivaled Tang Sect?

He frowned. Something was wrong. The system had said, "I'll give you two hundred and fifty. Do you want to transmigrate to the Douluo Continent?"

That immature, aggrieved voice sounded again.

"You drifted in the river for a long time. I was the one who pulled you ashore just now. Yet the moment you woke up, you hit me without asking questions. If I had known, I wouldn't have saved you!"

The little boy looked utterly wronged.

Wang Xiao turned around and asked, "You really aren't gay?"

After calming down, he already believed it somewhat. The system must have been behind this.

"Of course I'm not!"

Huo Yuhao's face reddened. Tang Ya's pure and lovely face surfaced in his mind, and he hurriedly explained, "I... I like girls."

"You don't need to emphasize that. Other than freaks, who doesn't like women?"

Wang Xiao walked up to the little boy and offered him a hand. "Get up. I was mistaken just now. I'm truly sorry."

He was not someone who put on airs. Regardless of the reasons, a mistake was a mistake. There was nothing embarrassing about apologizing.

The little boy froze, his eyes filled with surprise as he looked at Wang Xiao. He had not expected him to apologize.

He had thought Wang Xiao was like the people who bullied him and his mother. Even if they knew they were wrong, they would never apologize.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get dressed."

Wang Xiao grabbed him and pulled him to his feet.

"Thank you, big brother." Huo Yuhao suddenly felt that he was a pretty good person.

Wang Xiao turned back, tossed the dried clothes onto him, and said, "Since you've called me big brother, there's nothing more to say. I'll look after you from now on. If anyone dares bully you, come find me. Consider it compensation for kicking you just now."

"Look... look after me?"

Huo Yuhao's nose stung as painful memories rose unbidden in his mind. Back then, his mother had thrown herself over him and endured the servants' vicious beatings alone, refusing to let him suffer even the slightest injury.

But his mother had fallen ill and died. No one had ever said they would protect him again.

Even his father, the master of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, had never protected him even once.

Yet now, the person before him had said the same thing his mother once had.

"Thank you, big brother." Huo Yuhao's eyes reddened as he bowed deeply to Wang Xiao.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, kid? Why are you crying?" Wang Xiao quickly helped him up, utterly baffled.

Were people in this world all so fragile?

Huo Yuhao wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes and forced out a smile. "Big brother, I'm fine. I just remembered something happy."

"Something happy?" Wang Xiao stared at him suspiciously. Had this kid been possessed?

Mostly because those words sounded far too much like a meme from his previous life. It was hard not to overthink it.

Huo Yuhao did not think much of it. He looked at Wang Xiao strangely and said, "Big brother, you only seem one or two years older than me. Why do you dare say you'll look after me?"

"What do you mean, one or two years older? I'm at least ten years older than you." Wang Xiao stopped abruptly as soon as the words left his mouth.

Whose voice was that? It sounded so much like a young boy's!

He had not noticed it earlier, but after calming down, he realized that his voice was wrong.

He hurriedly looked at his palms. They were pink and fair, with skin as smooth as jade, even prettier than a girl's hands.

"No way!" Wang Xiao turned pale and sprinted toward the river as fast as he could.

The moment he saw his reflection in the water, the last shred of hope in his heart died.

"Who is this beautiful boy?"

Wang Xiao wanted to scream those words into the wind. He could hardly believe his eyes. What had he just seen?

In the reflection was a childish, delicate face. His large eyes were clear and innocent, while his pupils glowed an enchanting blood-red, three black Tomoe reflected within them.

His mouth hung open in utter shock.

Panic surged through Wang Xiao's heart, and he completely ignored the Mangekyō Sharingan.

He seemed to have become ten years younger. This tender face looked no older than thirteen or fourteen.

His long black hair was glossy and flowing, his skin dewy and impossibly smooth, and he was outrageously beautiful.

Unless someone looked closely, they would definitely mistake him for a girl.

"System, this is your doing again!"

Wang Xiao was furious. He repeatedly questioned the system in his heart, but after selecting the end option, it was as though the system had shut down. No matter how he called for it, there was no response.

Fortunately, he could vaguely recognize his own features. It was still him, only with fairer skin, prettier features, red lips, white teeth, and a much softer face.

Wang Xiao was on the verge of collapse, still unable to accept it.

A mighty man had actually become this pretty, delicate little thing. That felt worse than killing him.

"I need to get some sun!"

"Fuck, where's my Adam's apple?" As Wang Xiao spoke, he suddenly realized that his Adam's apple was gone.

He immediately panicked and carefully felt around, only then letting out a breath of relief. It was actually still there.

Next, he quickly lowered his head and pulled open his pants to inspect a certain part of himself, terrified that he had truly become a woman.

"Thank goodness! Thank goodness! My kidney energy is still invincible. It's even more abundant now."

Wang Xiao was finally relieved and no longer nervous. As long as he had not been reborn through possession, it was fine.

He turned and walked toward the little boy. "You should have a knife, right? Let me borrow it."

"Huh?"

Huo Yuhao froze for a second, then took out a short blade embroidered with a tiger's head and handed it to Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao lifted a lock of his hair and, without another word, sliced off his long hair.

"Short hair is much more refreshing. I'll find someone to tidy it up properly once I'm out of here."

Wang Xiao returned the short blade to the little boy. "Your dagger is very sharp. With a white tiger head embroidered on the hilt, it should be a valuable Soul Tool."

"A Soul Tool?"

Huo Yuhao stared blankly at the short blade in his hand, disbelief written across his face.

"I don't know. I only know that this White Tiger Dagger was the last gift my mother gave me before she died, so I have to protect it well."

"White Tiger Dagger?" Wang Xiao's eyelids twitched wildly. He really wanted to ask whether that name was serious. Which genius had come up with it?

Why not call it the White Tiger Dagger Blade? Why call it the White Tiger Dagger, not one word more or less?

Wang Xiao refused to believe it was a coincidence.

"By the way, are you really called Huo Yuhao?" he asked.

In truth, Wang Xiao was eighty percent certain already, but he could not accept it. He knew nothing about the plot of The Unrivaled Tang Sect. Wasn't this like crossing a river by feeling for stones?

Huo Yuhao wanted to roll his eyes, but remembering that this was his newly acknowledged big brother, he forcibly held it back.

"Of course I'm Huo Yuhao. My mother was called Huo Yun'er, so I took her surname."

"Damn it!" The last bit of hope in Wang Xiao's heart completely died. Even knowing the truth, he still could not accept it.

Why did it have to be The Unrivaled Tang Sect? He had been promised a transmigration to Douluo. Wasn't this just messing with him?

"My Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Ah Yin..." Wang Xiao wanted to throw back his head and howl. The feeling was no different from breaking up with his first love.

They had all become other men's wives, beautiful women who had even borne children.

Even if Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong had not, ten thousand years had passed. They were probably already... sigh!

At least those women were still alive. What truly broke Wang Xiao's heart was that Liu Erlong, Bibi Dong, Hu Liena, Shui Bing'er, Huo Wu, Dugu Yan, and Bai Chenxiang were all gone.

The seas had turned into fields and fields into seas. Time was so cruel that even the most beautiful people had become dust.

"That damned Tang San was truly selfish. After eating his fill, he kicked over the bowl. He became a god himself, then cut off the chance for those who came after him to become gods."

If not for Tang San, Qian Renxue would not have remained at Rank 89 for her entire life, Bibi Dong would not have died, and Hu Liena, Bai Chenxiang, and Liu Erlong would certainly still be alive.

In the past, the God Realm could not easily interfere with the continent. But after Tang San became a god, he repeatedly interfered with it.

"Since you love meddling with soul masters so much, I'll let you experience what it feels like to lose control."

Wang Xiao thought of how Tang Wutong's seal only targeted Huo Yuhao. There was nothing more to say—having Tang Wutong fall in love with him would deal Tang San an even greater blow.