Chapter 65: The Icy Heiress Wu Siduo

In a secluded pavilion within the White Tiger Estate, Leng Yaozhu and Jing Shaoyu met the matriarch of the Wu family, the legendary Ghost Nether Douluo, Qi Lingyun. This elderly woman, over two centuries old, was a 97th-level Super Douluo and the strongest of the White Tiger Wu family. However, with her life force waning, her actual combat strength was closer to that of an ordinary Douluo.

"Elder Qi, may you be in good health!" Leng Yaozhu greeted warmly, clearly thrilled to see the benefactor who had once helped her.

"Oh, it's little Leng! Still as beautiful as in your youth." Qi Lingyun's face wrinkled into a warm smile. "How long do you plan to stay in Star Luo this time?"

"About a week," Leng Yaozhu replied. "I wanted to bring this kid here to broaden his horizons."

"Good day, Madam." Jing Shaoyu, noticing himself being mentioned, stepped forward and politely greeted the elderly woman.

"This is your disciple? Quite a handsome lad!" Qi Lingyun's dim eyes lit up as she looked at Jing Shaoyu. She then beckoned a young girl beside her forward, smiling as she said, "This here is the most promising child of our family. She should be about the same age as your disciple."

The young girl, pride in her gaze, looked at Jing Shaoyu with a hint of curiosity and scrutiny. She couldn't help but wonder, How could there be such a good-looking boy? It's truly puzzling!

Jing Shaoyu also observed the girl. She had long, wavy chestnut hair, fair skin, delicate features, and large, lively eyes that sparkled with intelligence. With her elegant and noble demeanor, she was the epitome of a pampered heiress—a budding beauty in her own right.

"An impressive young lady," Leng Yaozhu remarked, her discerning gaze recognizing the girl's unique qualities immediately.

"Dodo, Lady Tianfeng is complimenting you. Aren't you going to thank her?" Qi Lingyun's face beamed with pride, nudging the girl forward.

"Thank you, Lady Tianfeng," the girl replied respectfully, her voice cool, as if she didn't speak often.

"Little Leng, don't be offended. This girl lost her parents early on and has lived with me ever since. She hasn't had much company her age, so she's a bit aloof," Qi Lingyun explained with a hint of pride. "But she's very talented. At just ten years old, she's already a Soul Elder, and she has twin martial souls."

"Oh?" Leng Yaozhu's eyes showed a hint of admiration. "Congratulations, Elder Qi! The Wu family has found a worthy successor. She'll probably surpass even me one day."

"Oh, you're too kind," Qi Lingyun replied, her heart filled with joy at Leng Yaozhu's praise. "Dodo, take your brother here to the garden to see the flowers. I have some matters to discuss with Lady Tianfeng."

"Yes, Great-Grandmother." The young girl nodded and approached Jing Shaoyu. "Come with me."

Jing Shaoyu glanced at Leng Yaozhu, who nodded in approval. He then followed the girl out of the pavilion.

As they left, he watched her graceful yet proud demeanor. Her name is Dodo… could she be Wu Siduo?

"Is your name Dodo?" he asked, catching up to walk beside her.

"That's none of your business," she replied coldly, her gaze indifferent as she met his eyes.

"Why wouldn't it be?" Jing Shaoyu wasn't deterred by her icy tone. With a warm smile, he teased, "Or would you rather I call you Dodo?"

The girl hesitated, a flicker of annoyance in her bright eyes, and her tone grew even frostier. "Wu Siduo."

So, she really was Wu Siduo! Jing Shaoyu's heart leaped; this icy girl was indeed the rare genius of the Wu family with both the White Tiger and Netherworld Cat martial souls, capable of a self-fusion martial soul ability.

Intriguing, he thought. A self-fusing martial soul… it's extremely rare in Douluo Continent's history, perhaps even unique. Such a talent is worth studying.

With an even warmer smile, Jing Shaoyu introduced himself, "I'm Jing Shaoyu. Can I call you Dodo?"

Wu Siduo shot him a sideways glance, her gaze lingering on his impossibly handsome face. For a brief moment, even her icy heart wavered. However, she maintained her cold facade. "Suit yourself."

"Great! I'll call you Dodo, then," he replied, pleased. "You can call me Brother Xiao Yu. I think I might be a bit older than you."

Wu Siduo kept her expression steady, her face a mask of cool indifference.

Jing Shaoyu felt a hint of frustration. This girl is so distant! She's even harder to crack than Gu Yue. She's like a mini Silver Dragon King!

"Dodo, do you have any hobbies?" he asked, attempting to start a casual conversation.

"No," she replied curtly.

He was pleased she responded, but her answer ended the conversation as quickly as it had started. With an awkward smile, he tried again, "Is there anything you especially enjoy doing?"

"No," she repeated.

Her brief, direct response left him at a loss. He forced a smile. Okay, no hobbies, then.

"No wonder you're already a Soul Elder at ten," he commented. "You must be very diligent if you're training all the time. Hard work truly pays off."

"Are you really Lady Tianfeng's disciple?" To his surprise, Wu Siduo spoke in a complete sentence, her icy demeanor softening slightly.

Jing Shaoyu was taken aback. Could she be a training fanatic? Did I just find the right topic by accident? Maintaining his smile, he replied, "Yes, I am. Why do you ask?"

"Your rank?" she inquired, her tone still cold, but there was a spark of curiosity in her eyes.

"Haha, same as you—Soul Elder," Jing Shaoyu chuckled, secretly relieved. Thankfully, I reached Soul Elder in time. I would've lost face in front of her otherwise.

Hearing his answer, Wu Siduo's gaze flickered, displaying her first real expression—a faint hint of curiosity.

"Your martial soul?" she asked, her words sounding more like a statement.

Smiling, Jing Shaoyu replied, "I doubt you've heard of it. It's called the Primal Spirit. Ever heard of it?"

Indeed, confusion flashed across her face as she tilted her head, her gaze fixed on him with nine parts coolness and one part puzzlement.

Not as emotionless as she seemed, Jing Shaoyu thought with amusement.

"See? You haven't heard of it," he said with a hint of pride.

"What?" she asked.

"What?" he replied, mirroring her tone.

"I said, what kind of martial soul is Primal Spirit?" Her voice held a barely perceptible sigh, revealing a hint of frustration.

"It's a healing-type, life-element martial soul," he explained with a smile.

"A healing martial soul?" She looked at him with mild suspicion and curiosity, her gaze slightly softer yet still detached.

Noting her expression, Jing Shaoyu chuckled and said, "Watch this."

As he activated his Primal Spirit martial soul, his appearance transformed. Though his face remained handsome, his aura became even more distinct—noble, elegant, mysterious, and gentle, like a sacred being descended from the heavens. Three purple spirit rings floated around him, their resplendent glow adding an air of majestic grace.

Wu Siduo's mouth fell slightly open as she stared at him, a flicker of wonder breaking through her cold exterior. For the first time, her lonely heart felt a faint tremor, and she found herself inexplicably drawn to him, wanting to learn more about this remarkable young man.

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