Inside the zu zong's room, the clan patriarch and Xiao Wu embraced.
The moment of tranquility was so comforting.
The zuzong couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. If it weren't for seeing Xuan Jian and Wei Qianqian, recalling their tragic ending in the original story, and how their happy ending was achieved through his intervention, the zuzong would have unknowingly stepped out of his transmigrator mindset and truly integrated himself into the Douluo Continent. He was no longer arrogant, no longer so disdainful of others.
Looking back, whether it was Grandpa Tom, Zhu Qing, or Xiao Wu, they had all become indispensable people in his heart.
The zuzong gently stroked Xiao Wu's forehead and smiled, "Xiao Wu, let's take some time off to go to Emperor Soul Village to see Grandpa Tom!"
"Mmm," Xiao Wu nudged his forehead like a kitten, then grabbed the zu zong's chest like a kitten biting into a sweet treat.
Changing the subject, Xiao Wu's tone was no longer so gentle, "But before that, I have a question for you."
As she spoke, Xiao Wu left the zu zong's embrace, crossing her arms over her chest, reverting to her usual domineering self.
Xiao Wu scrutinized the zuzong, much like a wife on Blue Star questioning her husband about his secret stash of money, "First, how did you see through my true identity?"
"Uh." The zuzong was taken aback; he hadn't actually revealed his Sharingan to her before.
"This is my second martial soul, the Sharingan." The zuzong pointed to his eyes.
As he spoke, he closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again, his eyes turning blood red, the three tomoe in his pupils rotating counter-clockwise.
"The Sharingan possesses powerful abilities such as observation, copying, and hypnosis. This gives me superhuman insight, allowing me to observe the flow of soul power, cast and see through illusions, and copy physical techniques and non-martial soul skills," the zuzong explained.
Of course, with the zu zong's current eye power, he might be able to see through the transformation of soul beasts. When Zu zong's first entered Notting Academy, his pupils weren't strong enough to see through Xiao Wu's true form. He
only knew by his knowledge of the original story. However, he couldn't tell anyone, not even his closest friends Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing, that he was a transmigrator.
He could only apologize in his heart.
"Wow! Good! No wonder you learn everything so quickly. You learned it after just one look. Humph! You pass." Xiao Wu said in a cute but fierce tone. "
Secondly, where did that Transformation Pill come from?" Xiao Wu continued to ask. If there were more, she could give them to Da Ming and Er Ming, making their situation much safer.
Well, he'd hit the nail on the head.
He'd only been established for a short time, and he was already trying to trick Xiao Wu again.
The zuzong said solemnly, "It's the Transformation Grass. I once found a celestial herb called the Transformation Grass by chance and ground it into a pill. This kind of thing is very rare. I found it by chance in the forest when I was hunting for my first soul ring."
Look at that acting, that tone—he deserves an Oscar! (This Oscar is not the Oscar we're talking about.)
Hearing this, Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, her eyes dimming slightly.
Then, her eyes brightened again, her two large, watery eyes staring intently at the clan elder, making him feel a little uneasy.
Xiao Wu said, "One last question, how many times did you and Zhu Qing kiss?"
At this, Xiao Wu's face instantly flushed red.
"Gulp." The zuzong couldn't help but swallow. How come he hadn't noticed how cute this rabbit was before? Is it really true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder?
The zuzong subconsciously stretched out his fingers and counted, "Hmm! Let me count! Once in the Soul Arena, twice in the grove... Hmm, I've counted, about 120 times in four months!"
He regretted saying that as soon as he did. He noticed Xiao Wu's expression had changed, from gentle to serious to shy, and now it was turning into gritted teeth.
Sure enough, the next moment, Xiao Wu pounced on him, baring her teeth and claws.
"Go to hell! You filthy, womanizing bastard, hooray!" Xiao Wu grabbed the clan leader's right hand, rolled up her sleeve, and "bite" hard.
"Ah! What a sin! You dead rabbit, let go!"
"No!"
"Let go or not!"
"I just won't let go!"
A moment later, Xiao Wu walked out of the room, satisfied, followed by the clan leader, whose right hand was covered in rabbit teeth marks.
The zuzong gave a helpless bitter laugh. Well, his perfect body is now disfigured.
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Heaven Dou Empire, Heaven Dou City.
It wasn't far from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to Heaven Dou City. The zuzong and Xiao Wu didn't walk for long before they arrived at the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire.
In the distance, the fluttering banners of the city walls could already be seen. As one of the two largest and most prosperous cities on the continent, Tiandou City's walls reached a hundred meters high, entirely constructed of the hardest granite. The soldiers patrolling and standing guard both on and off the walls were all clad in full armor, wielding long spears; their fierce aura spoke volumes about their prowess.
At this moment, Xiao Wu jumped down from the zuzong's back. As punishment for upsetting her, the zu zong's not only had to accompany her shopping all day but also carry her to Tiandou City.
In Xiao Wu's words, the shopping trip was something he had promised her in Soto City, and carrying her was punishment for the clan leader's infidelity. In addition, the clan leader had to kiss her at least once a day, until he surpassed the number of times Zhu Zhuqing had kissed him.
At first, the zuzong was unwilling to agree, after all, the last shopping trip had been exhausting. Not physically, but mentally.
However, when he heard Xiao Wu blush and say that he wanted to kiss her once a day, our Zu Zong immediately realized his mistake and decided to change his ways. One kiss a day wasn't enough; he had to show sincerity. Before, when he was with Zhu Zhuqing, they basically kissed once a day on average. Xiao Wu had known him for much longer, so it had to be at least three times a day!
Xiao Wu stretched, "I slept so well the whole way!"
Our zuzong rolled his eyes at Xiao Wu. Of course you slept well; you even drooled on my clothes. But we zuzong wasn't at a loss; to be honest, this rabbit's "moon fierce massage" was quite comfortable.
Our zuzong and Xiao Wu strolled along the streets of Tian Dou City.
Xiao Wu resumed her shopping spree, but thankfully, without Dugu Yan by her side, Xiao Wu didn't let our zuzong carry anything; she put everything in her storage soul tool.
"Little zuzong, what's that place over there? We don't think we've seen it last time we were here," Xiao Wu stopped and pointed to a domed building not far ahead.
The building looked peculiar, perfectly round, like half a sphere placed upside down on the ground. There was no sign with a name, only a hammer symbol.
Zu Zong's heart skipped a beat; the hammer resembled one from the auction houses on Blue Star in his previous life. He suddenly remembered, "That looks like an auction house. The symbol on it should be the auction hammer used by auction houses."
Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. "An auction house? Shall we go take a look? Maybe there are some good things!"
"This—" To be honest, Zu Zong didn't like this place. While it appeared glamorous on the surface, countless dark secrets lurked beneath. The darkness created by the corrupt nobles of the Heavenly Dou Empire—for example, the female slaves they trained. They had been completely tamed, devoid of self, sold like commodities.
Most of these female slaves belonged to the common people, trafficked and tamed by human traffickers. The most ridiculous thing was that the buyers were mostly high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Dou Empire, with Prince Xue Xing being a typical example. One could imagine the extent of the corruption within the Heavenly Dou Empire.
The zuzong could easily imagine that if he had been born ten thousand years in the future, even if he activated the system and stole a top-tier martial soul, as an orphan, he would still be a poor boy because he had nowhere to awaken his martial soul.