Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

In the Star Luo Empire, the bluestone path in front of the White Tiger Duke's mansion was gilded with a layer of broken gold by the morning light.

At dawn, Wen Yu and his nominal master, Wang Xian'er, stepped into the mansion side by side.

Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger and his wife were already waiting on the steps. When Lady Dai Hao of the White Tiger saw that there were only two people, a hint of barely perceptible joy flashed in her eyes. If Princess Xu Jiujiu hadn't interfered, the chances of winning today would have been much higher.

However, this moment of smugness was fleeting. The crisp sound of horses' hooves came from afar, and a richly decorated, gilded carriage sped towards them, coming to a steady stop in front of them.

The Dai couple's lips twitched simultaneously. They had thought the princess wouldn't appear for a long time, but they never expected her to make such a grand entrance.

"General White Tiger, why didn't you tell your brother you've returned today?" A sweet voice came from inside the carriage, and the carved carriage door slowly opened.

Supported by an elderly woman with silver hair, Xu Jiujiu gracefully stepped out of the carriage. She was dressed in a moon-white brocade gown, with intricate royal crests embroidered in gold thread at her waist. Her gaze fell on Dai Hao, and she smiled warmly.

Dai Hao appeared to be in his thirties, with a tall and straight figure like a pine tree. His features were deep and three-dimensional, and his azure eyes contained rare double pupils that shone like stars.

Although his face was slightly thin, he exuded the metallic quality unique to a tough soldier, especially his eyes, which were so sharp that they seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"I just returned today. I heard that the Immortal Physician Douluo and her disciple came to examine Madam's pulse, so I thought I would stay for a while. I will go to the palace to meet the Emperor later." Dai Hao's expression was calm, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

Xu Jiujiu nodded slightly. She had only asked casually. With her brother's power in the court, dealing with this Duke of White Tiger was only a matter of time.

Just then, the healer Douluo Wang Xian'er and Wen Yu walked over slowly.

"You're so slow, Wen Yu," Xu Jiujiu teased, raising an eyebrow with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Wen Yu smiled gently: "I haven't been out for a long time, so I took a few extra glances at the scenery along the way."

"Tsk," Xu Jiujiu stared at the composed Wen Yu before him, speechless for a moment, and could only urge, "Didn't you say you were going to examine someone? Hurry up and go."

Wen Yu's smile remained unchanged as she turned to Madam White Tiger and gestured for her to enter: "Please, Madam White Tiger."

"Miss Wenyu, please follow me." Madam Baihu suppressed her secret joy and led Wenyu into the inner room.

Upon seeing that his wife had taken Wen Yu away, Dai Hao immediately welcomed Xu Jiujiu and Wang Xian'er into the hall.

He dared not be negligent in the slightest. Although he was the White Tiger General of the Star Luo Empire, he still had to be mindful of the royal family's feelings. If he was not careful, his political enemies in the court would seize the opportunity to use it against him.

Especially that seemingly kind elder brother of the emperor, who was actually plotting how to exploit him and then discard him like trash.

Madam White Tiger led Wen Yu to her room. As soon as Wen Yu stepped across the threshold, she quickly closed the door behind her and asked with a smile, "Miss Wen Yu, would you like something to drink?"

"No need, the sooner we finish watching, the sooner we'll be done." Wen Yu's tone was indifferent, and her eyes revealed impatience.

She knew what Madam White Tiger was planning. What she had obtained from A-Cheng these past few days was enough for her to use that sliver of divine power for her own purposes, turning it into a trump card in a critical moment. She really didn't want to waste time here. Madam White Tiger's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly put on a fake smile again: "Then I'll have to rely on Miss Wen Yu. These past few days, my symptoms of chest tightness and headache have indeed lessened a lot, thanks to Miss's careful treatment."

As she spoke, she slowly sat down opposite Wen Yu, her gaze fixed on the beautiful, angelic girl before her.

As someone known for being jealous, she couldn't feel a bit jealous at this moment. The Wen Yu in front of her was too perfect, so perfect that she couldn't help but wonder if this girl was the illegitimate daughter of some god in the divine realm.
She truly hoped that her son, Dai Huabin, or Dai Yueheng, would be engaged to Wen Yu.

Wen Yu ignored her gaze, reached out to take her pulse, and slowly injected her soul power, trying to capture that trace of abnormal soul power that did not belong to Lady White Tiger.

"Hmph~ Hmph~" Lady White Tiger covered her lips lightly, unconsciously letting out a soft moan. For some reason, every time she received Wen Yu's pulse diagnosis and soul power transfer, she felt incredibly comfortable, a feeling that was so captivating that she couldn't extricate herself.

Wen Yu is not only outstanding in appearance and has an extraordinary aura, making her extremely attractive, but her soul power also has a strong affinity and infectiousness.

Almost everyone who comes into contact with her unconsciously lets go of their hostility; this ability to turn enemies into friends is truly terrifying.

Hearing Lady White Tiger's intermittent soft moans, Wen Yu's expression remained unchanged as his fingertips slowly traced the injured area, carefully searching for the root of the problem.

Perhaps due to unbearable pain, and not wanting to appear disheveled in front of the young girl, Madam White Tiger finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked with a hint of curiosity and probing, "Miss Wen Yu, do you have someone you love?"

Before Wen Yu could respond, Madam White Tiger continued speaking, her tone full of pride: "What do you think of my second son, Dai Huabin? He is a genius that our White Tiger family has only seen once in a hundred years. He has innate full soul power and will definitely become a titled Douluo-level powerhouse in the future."

Wen Yu continued her actions, her tone cold and distant: "Irritable and impulsive, possessing only a few clever tricks but lacking any real wisdom, such a person is not worthy of my attention."

Madam Baihu's face instantly darkened, her anger surging within her. She wanted to retort immediately, but reason forcefully suppressed her impending outburst. She took a deep breath, forcibly calming her anger, and continued, "Then what about my eldest son, Dai Yueheng? He has a gentle personality and is rational and kind in his dealings with others."

In her view, her eldest son and second son had completely opposite personalities, so he should be able to gain the approval of the girl in front of her.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yu paused in his actions, raised his eyes to look directly at Madam White Tiger, and said with a hint of mockery, "It's all just hypocrisy and pretense. Can he really treat people with the same gentleness I have from the bottom of my heart?"

At this point, Wen Yu stopped his healing actions and stared intently at Madam White Tiger in front of him, as if waiting for an answer.

Madam Baihu felt extremely uncomfortable under her gaze. She knew her two sons' true character all too well, and was momentarily speechless. She gave an awkward laugh and changed the subject, saying, "Um... Miss Wenyu, why don't you continue your treatment?"

Wen Yu's lips curled into a faint smile, but she didn't reply. She knew perfectly well what Madam White Tiger was really up to with those words.

Lady White Tiger sighed silently. She looked at the girl in front of her, her throat felt like it was bound by invisible threads, and she didn't know how to utter any seductive words.

The girl not only healed her wounds, but also radiated an almost holy aura, exuding an aura like an angel descending from heaven. This made her hesitate several times before finally swallowing her words.

It seemed that she could only hope that her husband could persuade Wang Xian'er, but she also knew in her heart that there was probably no way to change the situation. With Xu Jiujiu and that old woman protecting her, she would have to find a solution herself in the end.
(End of this chapter)