Capítulo 91: Xiao Wu, the Second Girlfriend
Inside Zu Zong's room, both he and Xiao Wu were hugging each other closely.
The peaceful silence that followed was comforting.
Zu Zong couldn't help but reflect on how seeing Xuan Jian and Wei Qianqian, and recalling their tragic end in the original story, made him feel grateful for the happy ending they achieved due to his intervention.
Without realizing it, Zu Zong had overcome his "transmigrator" mindset and fully integrated himself into the world of Douluo Dalu. No longer did he consider himself above others or look down on them.
Thinking back, whether it was Grandpa Tom, Zhuqing, or Xiao Wu, all of them had become irreplaceable people in his heart.
Zu Zong gently stroked Xiao Wu's forehead and smiled. "Xiao Wu, how about we take some time off and visit Grandpa Tom in Emperor Soul Village soon?"
"Mm," Xiao Wu nodded like a little cat, pressing her forehead against his chest as if biting into something sweet.
But then her tone changed from soft to serious, "But before that, I have a question for you."
As she spoke, Xiao Wu moved out of Zu Zong's embrace, crossing her arms in front of her chest, returning to her usual commanding demeanor.
She eyed Zu Zong closely, resembling a wife interrogating her husband about secret savings. "First, how did you see through my true identity?"
Zu Zong was momentarily stunned. He hadn't revealed the Sharingan in front of her before.
"This is my second martial spirit—the Sharingan," Zu Zong pointed to his eyes.
As he explained, he closed his eyes slightly and then reopened them, revealing blood-red eyes with three tomoe rotating counterclockwise in his pupils.
"The Sharingan has powerful abilities such as observation, copying, and hypnosis. It grants me extraordinary insight, allowing me to see soul power flow, break through illusions, and replicate physical techniques and non-spirit skills," Zu Zong explained.
Although his current visual prowess might allow him to see through a spirit beast's transformation, when he first arrived at Notting Academy, his powers weren't that strong. He had only known Xiao Wu's identity because of his knowledge of the original story.
However, Zu Zong couldn't tell anyone, not even Xiao Wu or Zhuqing, that he was a transmigrator from another world.
He could only apologize silently in his heart.
"Wow! No wonder you learn everything so quickly. You just watch once, and you've got it down! Hmph! I'll let you off this time," Xiao Wu pouted playfully.
"Second, where did you get that Transformation Pill?" Xiao Wu continued, thinking that if there were more, she could give them to Da Ming and Er Ming to ensure their safety.
Ah, she hit the nail on the head with this one.
Zu Zong had just set things straight, and now he had to find another way to mislead Xiao Wu.
With a serious expression, Zu Zong said, "It's called Transformation Grass. I once stumbled upon a rare herb called Transformation Grass and ground it into a pill. It's extremely rare, and I only found it by chance when I was hunting for my first spirit ring in the forest."
His acting and tone were so convincing that it deserved an Oscar.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu felt a bit disappointed, her eyes dimming slightly.
But soon enough, her eyes sparkled again. She stared directly at Zu Zong, making him feel uneasy.
Xiao Wu asked, "One last question. How many times have you kissed Zhuqing?"
As she asked this, Xiao Wu's face turned a bright shade of red.
Zu Zong gulped. Why hadn't he noticed before how cute this little rabbit was? Could it be that love was truly making her look like a goddess in his eyes?
Zu Zong instinctively began counting on his fingers, "Let me see... once after leaving the Soul Arena, twice in the small forest... In total, about 120 times in the last four months!"
The moment he finished speaking, Zu Zong regretted it. He realized Xiao Wu's expression had changed, shifting from gentle to serious, then embarrassed, and now she was gritting her teeth.
As expected, in the next moment, Xiao Wu pounced on him with a growl.
"Die! You filthy, heartless scoundrel!" Xiao Wu grabbed Zu Zong's right hand, pulled up his sleeve, and "viciously" bit down on it.
"Ow! Mercy! Let go, you crazy rabbit!"
"No!"
"Let go!"
"I won't!"
Moments later, Xiao Wu left the room with a satisfied smile, followed by Zu Zong, whose right arm was now covered in rabbit bite marks.
Zu Zong chuckled helplessly. Well, so much for his flawless body.
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In Heaven Dou City, the capital of Heaven Dou Empire,
It didn't take long for Zu Zong and Xiao Wu to reach the city from Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
From afar, they could already see the fluttering flags atop the city walls. As one of the two largest and most prosperous cities on the continent, Heaven Dou City boasted towering walls a hundred meters high, built from the toughest granite. Soldiers in full armor, wielding spears, patrolled the walls with a menacing aura that showcased their formidable strength.
At this point, Xiao Wu jumped off Zu Zong's back. As punishment for making her angry, Zu Zong not only had to accompany her shopping all day but also carry her to Heaven Dou City.
According to Xiao Wu, the shopping was something he'd promised her back in Soto City, and carrying her was punishment for his "heartlessness." On top of that, Zu Zong had to kiss her at least once every day until the total surpassed the number of times he'd kissed Zhuqing.
Initially, Zu Zong wasn't too keen on agreeing. After all, the last shopping trip had already drained him—not physically, but emotionally.
But the moment Xiao Wu blushingly mentioned that he had to kiss her every day, Zu Zong immediately realised his mistake and decided to make amends. How could just one kiss per day be enough? He had to show sincerity! In the four months he had spent with Zhuqing, they had kissed about once a day on average. He had known Xiao Wu for much longer, so three kisses per day were the minimum!
Xiao Wu stretched lazily. "That nap was so comfy!"
Zu Zong rolled his eyes at her. Of course it was comfy—she'd drooled all over his clothes. Still, he didn't mind too much. Truth be told, her soft frame made for quite a pleasant "massage."
The two strolled through the bustling streets of Heaven Dou City.
Xiao Wu resumed her wild shopping spree. Thankfully, without Dugu Yan by her side, she didn't ask Zu Zong to carry her things. Everything was stored in her soul guide.
"Zu Zong, what's that building over there? I don't think we saw it last time," Xiao Wu stopped, pointing to a dome-shaped structure nearby.
The building looked unusual, like half of a giant sphere resting on the ground. There were no signs or names, just a hammer symbol.
Zu Zong's heart skipped a beat. It resembled an auctioneer's hammer from his past life, and he suddenly recalled, "That's probably an auction house. The hammer symbol is likely the auctioneer's gavel."
Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. "An auction house? Let's check it out! Maybe we'll find something good!"
Zu Zong hesitated. To be honest, he didn't like places like this. On the surface, they seemed glamorous, but beneath it all lay hidden darkness. Heaven Dou Empire's corrupt nobility was responsible for much of it—especially the trafficking of trained female slaves, who had been completely broken and were sold like objects.
Most of these slave girls came from commoner backgrounds, sold off by traffickers, and their buyers were often high-ranking members of Heaven Dou's elite. The notorious Prince Xue Xing was one such buyer. The very thought of it disgusted Zu Zong.
He couldn't help but wonder: if he had been born a thousand years later, even with the system and a top-tier martial spirit, as an orphan, he would have had no place to awaken his powers and would still be a poor boy today.
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