Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spirit Ball, Come Out, Haki Dance!

Chapter 135 Xiao Wu is a 100,000-year-old soul beast, but what happened next?

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San roared in disbelief and fury.

Meng Yiran was his girlfriend, a fact he never denied. But ever since the Asura God saved him and completely instilled his original memories of becoming a god into him, the past of relying on Xiao Wu for survival and sharing life and death was branded into the deepest part of his soul.

In that memory, Xiao Wu was the younger sister he would protect with his life, and the wife he was destined to be with.

They should have stayed together in Holy Soul Village, lived and died together in Shrek Academy, and finally became gods hand in hand.

But the scene before him completely shattered his understanding!

How dare Ye Xuan? What gives him the right?

"Ye Xuan! Let her go!"

Tang San unleashed his soul power, and Blue Silver Grass instantly shot up from the ground, rushing towards the two with a fierce aura.

"Xiao Wu is my wife! It was you, you despicable scoundrel, who interfered and changed the fate that should have been ours!"

His voice was loud and clear, filled with endless grief and anger, instantly attracting the attention of the residents of Wuhun City who were passing by.

Pedestrians stopped and looked over curiously, but their faces showed no sympathy; instead, they were amused by the spectacle.

Ye Xuan slowly raised his eyes, his deep gaze sweeping over the furious Tang San. A playful smile appeared on his lips, but he didn't move an inch. He simply patted Xiao Wu's hand gently, soothingly saying, "Don't make a fuss, it's just a small matter."

Xiao Wu raised her head, her gaze towards Tang San devoid of any emotion, only pure unfamiliarity and detachment, as if she were looking at an insignificant passerby.

"Tang San?" She frowned slightly, her tone indifferent. "Do we know each other?"

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing Tang San's heart.

"You don't recognize me?" Tang San trembled all over, and the aura of the Blue Silver Grass became increasingly violent.

"Xiao Wu, it's me, your third brother! We grew up together in Holy Soul Village and fought side by side at Shrek Academy. Have you forgotten?"

"It was I who led you away from Notting Academy, it was I who shielded you from countless dangers, how could you forget?"

He screamed hysterically, trying to awaken Xiao Wu's memory, but Xiao Wu just shook her head, snuggled back into Ye Xuan's arms, and whispered, "Master, he's so strange, like a mad dog. Let's go quickly."

"Trying to leave? Not so easy!" Tang San roared in fury, taking a step forward that sent cracks appearing in the ground from the shockwave of his soul power.

"Ye Xuan, you imposter! The Spirit Hall has no Holy Son at all. You're nothing but a shameless scoundrel who steals other people's lives and steals their wives! Today I'm going to expose your true colors!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the residents of Wuhun City around him suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Where did this madman come from? He actually said that the Holy Son is an imposter?"

"Have you lost your mind? The Holy Son was personally appointed by His Majesty the Pope; who in Spirit City doesn't know that?"

"Stealing someone else's wife? That's quite a bold statement. Lady Xiaowu was clearly the Holy Son's soul ring partner. The two shared a deep bond, and she even sacrificed herself for him when he was six years old."

A chorus of laughter surged towards Tang San like a tidal wave, instantly turning his face ashen.

He didn't expect that these residents would not only disbelieve him, but also ridicule him, which caused his pent-up anger to finally erupt.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.

"You have no idea what the truth is! This Xiao Wu, she's not human at all!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the laughter around them stopped abruptly, and the mockery on the residents' faces gradually faded, replaced by a strange expression.

Seeing this, Tang San felt a glimmer of hope, thinking that they finally believed him, and immediately shouted sternly.

"She's a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form! Ye Xuan keeping her by his side is a calculated move! You've all been deceived by him!"

He thought that these words would cause a huge uproar, plunge the residents of Wuhun City into panic, and ruin Ye Xuan's reputation.

To his utter surprise, after a brief silence, an even louder burst of laughter erupted like thunder, more unrestrained and reckless than before.

"Pfft! A 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form? Is this kid joking?"

"Hahaha! Of course we know that Lady Xiao Wu is a 100,000-year-old soul beast! That's no secret in Wuhun City!"

"That's right! The Holy Son's Martial Soul is so special, capable of forming contracts with Soul Beasts. Lady Xiao Wu willingly became the Holy Son's first Soul Ring, while remaining in human form by his side. This is truly a beautiful story in our Martial Soul City!"

"I think this kid is insanely jealous, actually fabricating something that everyone already knows to slander the Holy Son and Lady Xiao Wu!"

The residents' words were like a series of bombshells, crashing into Tang San's mind and leaving him frozen in place.

What?

Did they already know?

The fact that Xiao Wu is a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form is actually an open secret in Wuhun City?

Tang San's pupils dilated to their maximum, his face filled with disbelief and astonishment, as if he had heard a fairy tale.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that his throat was blocked and he couldn't utter a single word.

The once clear memories of becoming a god in his mind became chaotic at this moment. He remembered that in his original destiny, Xiao Wu's identity was an absolute taboo. Once exposed, it would lead to his death. He had to do everything he could to protect this secret.

But now, this earth-shattering secret that was enough to shake the soul master world has actually been regarded as a beautiful story in Wuhun City and is being talked about by everyone.

What exactly is going on?

He suddenly looked at Ye Xuan, who still had that calm and collected demeanor, his arm around Xiao Wu not loosening at all, his deep eyes filled with a hint of pity, as if he were looking at a clown jumping around.

"You...you all..."

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Tang San's voice trembled, filled with deep confusion and despair.

"Why...why do you all know? Why aren't you afraid?"

Ye Xuan finally spoke. His voice was clear and magnetic, carrying an innate sense of authority that resounded throughout the street.

"Scared? Tang San, are you mistaken about something?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Tang San's pale face, and slowly said.

"In Wuhun City, Xiao Wu has been by my side for eight years, and it's no secret that she is a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form."

"Although I took her in as my spirit ring by accident, after so many years together, we trust and protect each other. Her identity won't be scorned; on the contrary, she'll be respected for her courage and loyalty. But you..."

Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly turned sharp, like a drawn sword.

"Using such clumsy and despicable lies, you dare to tarnish the reputation of the Spirit Hall. Even if I don't punish you, the residents of Spirit City will not let you off the hook."

The cold words, like the chilling wind of winter, instantly froze Tang San's blood.

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