Douluo Dalu 3: Legend of the White Fox

Seeing the documents that Leng Yaozhu took out, Xia Yi immediately noticed that most of the information on them was true. However, these true pieces of information were all insignificant, while the truly crucial ones were merely Leng Yaozhu's speculations.

Xia Yi instantly understood—Leng Yaozhu was trying to trick him into revealing something.

At this moment, not only could he not speak, but even the slightest change in his facial expression would not escape the eyes of this Ultimate Douluo.

Since she wanted him to talk, he would talk.

But if she could write nonsense based on guesses, then he could also speak nonsense based on guesses.

"Gu Yue, step outside for a moment." Leng Yaozhu glanced at Gu Yue. She didn't want Gu Yue to get involved in matters concerning the Evil Soul Masters.

"Yes!" Gu Yue didn't say much and turned to leave.

"Alright, you may speak now," Leng Yaozhu said coldly as she looked at Xia Yi.

Xia Yi's eyes had already turned red with unshed tears. Lowering his head, he said, "I am an orphan, abandoned on the streets from a young age, surviving by begging. When I was little, I often fought stray dogs for food and was bitten all over."

"The winter when I was four, the snow was knee-deep, but I had no shoes. I could only wear thin clothes and hide in a ruined temple, shivering in the biting wind."

"I had no warmth, no food. I could only pray for the snowstorm to stop soon. But it snowed for several days in a row. Starving and freezing, I collapsed in that ruined temple. I thought I was going to die, but someone saved me. I don't know who she was. I only knew that she would secretly bring me food from time to time. Thanks to her, I survived that winter."

"Until I was six years old, one night, she finally appeared and helped me awaken my martial soul. After that, she left and never appeared again. I didn't even get a clear look at her face."

"Later, she still occasionally left food for me in secret. Until half a year ago, one night, she suddenly found me again and told me to go to Eastsea Academy and get close to Gu Yue."

"She saved my life. Without hesitation, I agreed. I asked her who she was and how I could repay her in the future. She only told me not to hate her. I told her that she saved me—I would never hate her. She didn't answer but instead told me a story."

"A story? What kind of story?" Leng Yaozhu's beautiful eyes were already filled with mist, and the way she looked at Xia Yi radiated maternal warmth.

Xia Yi wiped his tears and said, "She told me that once upon a time, there were two sisters who both loved a great hero. But the elder sister secretly confessed to the hero first. The younger sister was upset and ran away from home. Not long after she left, she was targeted by bad people. During the struggle, she was seriously injured. Though she managed to escape their pursuit, she fell unconscious. Luckily, a farmer rescued her."

Hearing this, Leng Yaozhu's body trembled, and her fists clenched tightly.

She knew very well how deeply Leng Yulei loved Yun Ming.

If this was true, based on her understanding of Leng Yulei, she could already guess what had happened next.

Xia Yi's voice was low, filled with sorrow. "The farmer's family sold everything valuable to save her. But even so, they couldn't afford a good doctor. Although she was saved, she lost her memory. During her time with the farmer, she gradually fell in love with his honest and simple nature. The two quickly got married and had a child. But one day, by chance, she suddenly regained her memories."

At this point, Leng Yaozhu shuddered slightly, her delicate fists clenched even tighter.

She could imagine what happened next.

Xia Yi continued in a choked voice, "After regaining her memories, the younger sister was filled with regret. She felt she had betrayed the great hero in her heart. To prove to herself that she still loved him, she slaughtered the entire farmer's family in a fit of rage—including her own husband. But when she was about to kill their child, she hesitated. In the end, she abandoned the child on the streets."

"But after all, it was her own child. She would still visit in secret. Until one day, she saw the child nearly starve to death, and she suddenly regretted it."

"She regretted it, but she hated her elder sister even more. So she and the child made a deal—if the child could help her make her sister get married and make the hero's wife remarry, she would reveal herself and meet the child properly."

"She had already planned everything out for the child—first, let the child approach her sister's disciple, then gradually get closer to her sister, and eventually find a way to make her sister marry someone."

"As for making the hero's wife remarry, that would be something to figure out later."

Xia Yi looked up at Leng Yaozhu, sobbing as he said, "But the child thought that his mother shouldn't drag her elder sister into this just because of her own past. Even if her sister got married, she wouldn't be happy. So he came up with his own plan—to tell his aunt everything about his mother and let his aunt persuade her. He really didn't want his mother to live in hatred and guilt forever."

As he finished speaking, Xia Yi wiped his tears again and said in a wronged tone, "The child is telling his aunt this to prove that he is not a spy for the Evil Soul Masters, nor did he deliberately approach Mu Xi. He saved Mu Xi purely by accident. Of course, there is a possibility that his mother arranged the opportunity without his knowledge."

Leng Yaozhu's gaze had become vacant, her voice trembling as she choked back sobs. Tears streamed down her face like broken pearls.

"Child, say no more. I believe you!" Seeing the grievance in Xia Yi's eyes, she could no longer hold back. With trembling hands, she pulled Xia Yi into a tight embrace.

As the number one beauty of Spirit Pagoda, the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu's looks, figure, and temperament were in no way inferior to the Holy Spirit Douluo Yali, who was widely recognized as the most beautiful woman on the continent.

In fact, in many aspects, she surpassed Yali.

Yali had earned her title more because of her reputation among commoners and soul masters.

Being hugged tightly by such a graceful and curvaceous beauty, Xia Yi was completely unprepared. He was overwhelmed by softness and a faint milky fragrance, nearly suffocating.

At first, he wanted to struggle, but after trying, he helplessly gave up.

Joking aside, with his current cultivation, if he could break free from Leng Yaozhu's arms, she might as well jump out of the Spirit Pagoda.

"What are you so shy about? Are you treating me like an outsider?" Feeling Xia Yi's slight struggle, Leng Yaozhu frowned, snorted coldly, and hugged him even tighter.

"No, no!" Xia Yi quickly said.

"Good, you know your place." Leng Yaozhu hugged him even tighter for a moment before letting him go. She gently ruffled his hair and said softly, "Let me see your Dark Phoenix."

Xia Yi nodded. With a thought, the Dark Phoenix tattoo hidden within his flesh by Di Tian slowly emerged on his right arm.

"Go!" Xia Yi commanded, and a palm-sized Dark Phoenix instantly flew from his arm toward Leng Yaozhu.

Leng Yaozhu caught it with her hand, and immediately, a fiery red phoenix much larger than the Dark Phoenix emerged from her palm, swallowing it whole.

Leng Yaozhu's body trembled slightly. She felt it clearly—this was indeed the aura of her sister, Leng Yulei.

There was no doubt about it.

Regardless of whether there were other soul masters with a Dark Phoenix martial soul, she would never mistake her sister's aura.

At that moment, she also sensed a trace of evil energy in the Dark Phoenix, confirming her worst fear—Leng Yulei had truly fallen into the path of the Evil Soul Masters.

"You can leave now, let Gu Yue come in." Leng Yaozhu's gaze toward Xia Yi softened, but she needed to ask Gu Yue something privately.

"Alright." Xia Yi nodded and left the room.

Gu Yue had been waiting outside.

"Your teacher asked you to go in," Xia Yi said.

"What did you and teacher talk about?" Gu Yue quickly asked.

As the deputy tower master of the Spirit Tower, Leng Yaozhu's office was a massive soul guide array, where sound, soul guiding equipment, soul power, or spiritual power couldn't penetrate.

She had no idea what Xia Yi had just said, and was worried there might be a contradiction with his testimony.

"It's fine, just say what you think is okay. Don't worry about the rest," Xia Yi said with a smile.

"Are you not afraid of making a mistake?" Gu Yue couldn't help but ask.

"Then you can help me tell your teacher that she started with the nonsense," Xia Yi said with a smile.

He knew that at the start, Leng Yaozhu had been led by his fabricated story. But as the strongest Four-word Battle Armor master and Extreme Douluo, Leng Yaozhu was no fool.

Even if Xia Yi and Gu Yue had coordinated their testimonies, Leng Yaozhu would figure out the truth soon enough.

Perhaps she had already realized the truth when she consumed the Dark Phoenix earlier.

Rather than dragging it out, it would be better to just admit it openly.

It was she who had written a random report to trap him, and Xia Yi was merely retaliating in kind.

Besides, Leng Yaozhu only wanted to confirm whether Xia Yi was truly related to Leng Yulai.

As long as there was a connection, she wouldn't let Xia Yi come to harm.

"Alright!" Gu Yue nodded and walked into the room.

"Extreme Douluo really isn't easy to fool. Even I'm touched that she was able to keep her composure," Xia Yi muttered to himself as he watched Gu Yue's back.

(End of Chapter)