Xiao Wu's Escape

The night passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Ling slowly emerged from his meditative state, his gaze naturally falling on the bed beside him.

Xiao Wu was curled up in sleep, her petite body surrounded by several tiny flying swords—the Skyedge Swordfeather Soul Tool.

It was quite remarkable, somewhat like nanotechnology. It could usually take the form of a sword case, split into countless tiny flying swords, or condense into an imposing greatsword.

Its uses were even more varied. One could step on it to fly, stand on it to fly, or sit on it to fly.

Xiao Wu was sleeping without a care in the world, a glistening thread of drool still hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Chen Ling secretly chuckled. As expected of a hundred-thousand-year-old hooligan rabbit—being carefree was truly ingrained in her bones.

With a thought, Chen Ling summoned a tiny flying sword. His fingers moved lightly as he entered a simple restriction program into it, with one purpose: preventing this restless little rabbit from secretly running away while he was gone.

After finishing all that, he got up, pushed open the door, and left.

He had waited all night, yet Haozi had not appeared. It seemed the other man truly was not in Suotuo City.

Since there was nothing to stake out, he needed to carefully consider his next destination.

Should he dig up Tang San's mother, go to Heaven Dou City to provoke the little angel, or the little snake spirit? Both of them had Titled Douluo by their sides.

Having mostly settled his plans, Chen Ling decided to find something to eat first.

Yet at the instant the door closed, Xiao Wu, sleeping inside the room, lightly twitched her soft rabbit ears.

She first slyly opened one eye and darted her gaze around the room. Only after confirming that no one was nearby did she cautiously prop herself up and climb to her feet.

"Hehe, how could a mere human possibly foresee Sister Xiao Wu's earth-shaking plan?"

Xiao Wu smugly hummed twice as she carefully examined the suite she was in.

The guest room was spacious and exquisitely furnished, but it had no window leading outside. That meant she had to leave this room first before she had any chance of escaping completely.

As long as she could get out of this hotel, the sky would be wide enough for a rabbit to fly free.

She planned to refrain from seeking Tang San for now, or perhaps wait until she reached her mature stage before coming out again.

Xiao Wu had truly been scared senseless. If she could run into a Soul Douluo even in a godforsaken place like this, she might as well return to the forest.

After experiencing a life-and-death crisis and worrying through an entire night, this little rabbit had finally grown wiser.

She was a wise rabbit.

Looking at the sharp swords circling around her, Xiao Wu's face broke into a sly smile.

So what if he was a Soul Douluo? How could a mere human know that Soft Bone Rabbits possessed such a heaven-defying soul skill as Teleportation? Fortunately, she had already condensed her third soul ring during her last trip outside.

Having made up her mind, three soul rings slowly rose beneath Xiao Wu's feet, yellow, yellow, and purple halos rippling in layers.

A fluffy rabbit tail quietly emerged beneath her skirt, while the rabbit-ear ornament atop her head became increasingly vivid and lifelike.

Her figure rose slightly, changing from a small cup to a medium cup.

As soon as her words fell, Xiao Wu turned into a light pink streak, effortlessly passing through layer upon layer of sword shadows and breaking free from the flying swords' encirclement.

She glanced back at the empty room. Not daring to relax, she tiptoed carefully toward the door.

Her heart was filled with unease. She feared that the flying swords might be connected to Chen Ling, and that once an alarm was triggered, her escape plan would be completely ruined.

Just as her little hand was about to touch the doorknob, with victory within reach, the flying swords that had been quietly hovering behind her seemed to suddenly awaken.

Whoosh!

A flying sword shot through the air, accurately piercing through Xiao Wu's skirt and lifting her entire body off the ground. Like a cute rabbit-shaped doll pinned in place, she could not move at all.

"Eh?"

Xiao Wu froze on the spot, her whole body stiff as she dared not move recklessly. She secretly turned her head to glance behind her and discovered that it was not Chen Ling who had acted. Only then did her racing heart settle slightly.

"Hmph, it's just a dead sword. You think you can trap me?"

Xiao Wu gritted her teeth and struggled forcefully. With a soft rip, the flying sword sliced directly through her clothes.

Her center of gravity vanished, and she fell hard onto her backside in a miserable heap.

Since she had already been exposed, Xiao Wu stopped hiding. She casually gathered the torn hem of her clothing and tied it into a knot, nimbly got up, shoved open the door, and fled for her life.

The main entrance was close at hand, and the long sword followed close behind.

"Damn it." A chase broke out.

The long sword said nothing, merely stabbing toward Xiao Wu again and again. Every time Xiao Wu teleported, the sword would hook her clothes and lift her up.

This rabbit was stubborn too. Each time, she would leap free with a big jump, her clothes suffering more and more damage. After several rounds of struggle, her outfit had been slashed into tatters, leaving only a small scrap of cloth over her front to barely cover herself.

Chen Ling, who had not gone far, looked back and chuckled.

He had known from the start that this rabbit would try to escape, so he had set his Soul Tool to automatically track Xiao Wu and keep her confined within the room.

Ignoring Xiao Wu, Chen Ling arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's base in Suotuo City.

Naturally, he had no intention of joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. However, Chen Ling wanted to see whether he could fleece Sword Douluo for some benefits.

His martial soul did not have a domain yet, while the Seven Kill Sword was one of the few martial souls that came with its own domain.

What was Douluo Continent most abundant in, aside from love triangles and sibling romances?

Naturally, it was grandfathers obsessed with their granddaughters.

Chen Ling did not need to do anything else. He only needed to use his face, which was as handsome as the readers', to seduce some girls and get close to Ning Rongrong. Given how doted on Ning Rongrong was, Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi would definitely come looking for him themselves.

When that time came, what he wanted would naturally be within easy reach.

It was simple and crude. Of course, if Chen Ling could proactively provoke someone and trigger the system mechanism, he would not need to go through so much trouble.

He might as well provoke Qian Daoliu directly and become a god on the spot.

Besides, Ning Rongrong herself was quite good. This little witch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was spoiled and somewhat willful, and in the later stages, she was even called an ungrateful wretch for being lovesick.

The problem was, Chen Ling would be the one benefiting. If he could make her lovesick mind focus on him, she would become a perfectly devoted little sweetheart.

Looking at the girl herself, her skin was fair and smooth as milk, and her features were sweet and lively. Though she was still young, she was already exceptionally pretty. No matter how he calculated it, he would not lose out.

As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, that would depend on Ning Fengzhi's attitude. If he knew better than to court death, Chen Ling would not mind being a responsible son-in-law within reasonable limits.

With his thoughts settled, Chen Ling stepped into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's base.

This so-called base was actually an exquisitely decorated jewelry store. Standing guard behind the counter was the Soul Sage who had protected Ning Rongrong yesterday.

The instant he saw Chen Ling, the Soul Sage's expression turned solemn. He immediately rose and bowed, his attitude humble and respectful to the extreme.

"Senior Chen, the young lady has been waiting upstairs for quite some time."

"Mm, thanks for the effort." Chen Ling smiled faintly and calmly walked inside.