Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 799 How come you're still a virgin?
Amidst the tense, curious, or feignedly calm gazes of the crowd, Fors's gaze slowly moved, finally settling on one of them.

The smile on her lips gradually faded, and her tone carried a subtle certainty as she said, enunciating each word clearly, "The one who 'cheated' with Fusheng was..."

Before she finished speaking, the air in the entire corner seemed to freeze. Everyone's eyes followed Fors's gaze, their hearts pounding wildly in their chests, and even their breathing almost stopped.

Xu Xiaoyan closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at what was about to happen. She felt a buzzing in her ears, as if she were waiting for a belated judgment.

"It's you! Zheng Yiran!"

Fors's voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, filled with undeniable certainty. She pointed to the figure in the crowd who was looking over with curious eyes, and every word was clear and powerful.

"Hmm?" Xu Xiaoyan, who had been keeping her eyes closed as if awaiting the final judgment, opened them instantly upon hearing this. Her clear, sky-blue eyes were filled with deep confusion.

Zheng Yiran? Had an affair with Fusheng?

Wu Siduo, Ye Xinglan, Bai Xiuxiu, and Gu Yuena, who were present, breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and then all turned their gazes to Zheng Yiran, their eyes filled with inquiry and scrutiny.

"Huh? Me? I had an affair with Fusheng?"

Surrounded by everyone's gaze, Zheng Yiran first raised her finger and pointed at herself with a blank expression, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

After realizing the meaning behind Fors's words, the confusion on her face was quickly replaced by panic, and she hurriedly waved her hands to protest: "I didn't, I didn't."

To be fair, if Nan Fusheng had truly expressed even a hint of affection for her, Zheng Yiran admits that, given her admiration for him, she would most likely not have rejected him.

The problem is that since they met, there has always been a subtle distance between her and Nan Fusheng. Let alone "cheating", they have had very little contact that can be described as intimate.

She even felt that she hadn't even found a "track" to get close to him, so how could she have crossed the line?

If it were true, she might be able to face it calmly, but now it is clearly a fabrication, and she absolutely cannot take the blame for it for no reason.

"Fors, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Xu Xiaoyan couldn't help but step forward, her tone protective. "Yiran and Fusheng haven't had much contact to begin with, how could she possibly do something so outrageous?"

Just now, Fors spoke with such certainty that Xu Xiaoyan once thought she had really discovered some secret (such as the entanglement between Nanali, Bai Xiuxiu, and Gu Yuena and Nan Fusheng), so she was particularly nervous.

But now it seems that things are going in a completely different direction than she expected.

Fors remained unmoved, still pointing at Zheng Yiran, and said with a firm expression, "Since I dare to say this, I naturally have my reasons."

"Back in Shrek Academy, she often pestered Fusheng, her words and actions always carrying a deliberate ambiguity. Later, at the Sea God Lake matchmaking event, she even confessed her feelings to Fusheng in public—that's the evidence."

"What kind of evidence is that?" Zheng Yiran retorted immediately, her voice trembling slightly with urgency. "It was just a confession. Who hasn't been in the throes of first love? Besides, didn't he clearly reject me in the end?"

After saying this, she seemed to recall that unfulfilled love, and her eyes involuntarily reddened, as if there were tears glistening in them.

Then, she turned to her companion and continued, "According to your logic, anyone who has ever confessed their feelings is suspected of cheating. Didn't Wu Siduo also confess to Fusheng? Does that mean she's also implicated? And Na'er, didn't she also..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zheng Yiran subconsciously looked at Gu Yuena, but abruptly stopped herself from saying anything.

She still wasn't sure if the Gu Yuena in front of her was the same Na'er who was close to Nan Fusheng back then. If she was wrong, it might cause even more trouble.

"In short, your reasoning is full of loopholes." Zheng Yiran took a deep breath, steadied herself, and said in an increasingly firm tone, "Confessing your feelings and the so-called 'cheating' are two completely unrelated things. You can't wrong an innocent person like this!"

“I have a clear conscience and I’m not afraid of these rumors, but you can’t drag Wu Siduo and the others into this.”

Because she had never done it before, she spoke these words with her back straight, her voice full of confidence, and without the slightest hint of evasion in her eyes.

However, upon hearing her words, Wu Siduo suddenly froze, her hands unconsciously clenching at her sides.

Even Gu Yuena, who had always been calm and composed, showed an extremely unnatural expression on her face, and her eyes flickered slightly.

Zheng Yiran has a clear conscience and therefore has nothing to fear. But the problem is, they really did do it.

"Is that so?" Fors crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze calmly fixed on Zheng Yiran, his tone carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"Then why don't you explain why, lately in the Mingdu Spirit Pagoda, every time you meet Fusheng, you inexplicably blush and your gaze keeps lingering on a certain part of his body? You know, you've never acted this way when you were with him before."

"Huh? This, this..."

Zheng Yiran was caught off guard by the question, her cheeks flushed instantly, and her composure, which she had just managed to regain, crumbled once again.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't find the right words to respond. The scene she had accidentally witnessed a few days ago flashed uncontrollably through her mind—the two-person battle between Nan Fusheng and Qing Que, the image so clear as if it had just happened in front of her.

At first, Zheng Yiran tried desperately to erase that memory from her mind, but the more she tried to suppress it, the more vivid the images became.

In particular, Qingque's words, spoken with a strange panting tone, "Lord Fusheng, my stomach is about to reach an unbearable point," were etched into her heart like a brand, impossible to erase no matter what.

Can a person really reach the stomach?
This question grew wildly in her heart like a vine, becoming increasingly entangled.

Therefore, every time she saw Nan Fusheng at the Spirit Pagoda, that scene would uncontrollably reappear, her cheeks would naturally flush with embarrassment, and her gaze would involuntarily be drawn to that part that puzzled and intrigued her.

How could she easily explain such an uncontrolled reaction?
Seeing that she was speechless, Fors's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone became more certain: "Well, have nothing to say now?"

"I...I..." Zheng Yiran lowered her eyes subconsciously, her long eyelashes concealing the panic and embarrassment in her eyes. She dared not meet Fors's all-seeing eyes, her voice barely audible, "Fusheng and I...we are truly innocent."

She felt utterly speechless and didn't know how to explain herself.

She couldn't very well say that she couldn't help but stare at Nan Fusheng and blush because she had some inexplicable curiosity about his body, could she?
Wouldn't that make her appear as a frivolous and infatuated woman in the eyes of others? She simply couldn't bring herself to say such a thing.

But apart from this embarrassing reason, she couldn't find any other reasonable explanation.

Fors's persistent questioning was like a sharp blade pressing closer and closer, leaving her with nowhere to retreat. She could only feel anxious in her heart, her cheeks burning hotter and hotter, and even her ears turned a blush.

The surrounding air seemed to thicken. Although Wu Siduo, Ye Xinglan, and the others did not speak, their gazes were all fixed on Zheng Yiran, filled with a mixture of curiosity and doubt.

They could clearly sense Zheng Yiran's embarrassment and panic. Wait, sister, weren't you so confident just now? Why are you suddenly so cowardly?

Even Xu Xiaoyan's eyes showed a hint of suspicion. Could it be that her own husband was really messing around with Zheng Yiran?

Fors's lips curled into a cold smile: "Fine, since you're still so stubborn, then don't blame me for using my last resort to make you completely convinced."

Before she could finish speaking, a dazzling silver light shone around her. In the blink of an eye, Fors vanished, only to reappear beside Zheng Yiran, having teleported there. At the same time, she reached out and grabbed Zheng Yiran's wrist.

"Fors, what do you want to do?"

Wu Siduo, sitting next to Zheng Yiran, was startled. Perhaps it was the keen intuition bestowed upon her by her feline martial spirit, but the moment Fors moved, her reaction was even faster than that of Zheng Yiran, the person involved.

Almost instinctively, Wu Siduo's soul power surged suddenly, and she was about to intervene.

"Stay out of the way!"

Fors didn't turn her head, but merely glanced at Wu Siduo. In that instant, a strange mark resembling a "key" appeared on her forehead, the mark shimmering with a deep silver light.

"Zen Meditation Seal!"

The next moment, an overwhelming surge of spiritual energy erupted like a tidal wave, instantly enveloping the entire space.

At this moment, if someone were to look inside from the window of the dessert shop, they would surely be amazed by what they saw—with the walls of the dessert shop as the boundary, everyone's movements inside seemed to freeze in an instant, as if a time-stopping magic had been cast upon them.

Whether it was the arc of raising her hand or the blink of an eye, everything was precisely frozen in that moment, even the dust floating in the air stopped moving.

In fact, the people inside the store were indeed completely brought to a standstill.

In this confined space, those whose spiritual power has not yet reached the Spirit Abyss Realm are not only unable to move their bodies, but their thoughts are also forcibly frozen, as if they have fallen into the deepest slumber.
Only those at the Spirit Abyss Realm or above can barely maintain consciousness, but even then, they are limited to thinking and cannot mobilize any physical power.

"What the hell is this thing?" Nanali, who was standing nearby, was unfortunately caught in the crossfire and became an innocent bystander.

She subconsciously tried to break free by circulating her soul power, but to her horror, she found that the soul power in her body seemed to have turned into a stagnant pool of water. No matter how she tried to activate it, it remained motionless and could not even circulate in the most basic way.

"That woman actually had such a trick up her sleeve?" Nanali's heart was filled with shock. With her Limit Douluo cultivation level, coupled with the spiritual power of the Spirit Domain Realm, she was so easily imprisoned, without even a shred of room to resist.

Fors's hidden strength is far too terrifying.

At this moment, Nanali was genuinely grateful for her previous restraint. Thankfully, she hadn't impulsively turned against Fors; otherwise, she would probably have suffered a great loss by now.

"Let's tone it down a bit from now on."

She pondered to herself, recalling all the tests and provocations she had made over the past few days, and a sense of unease arose in her heart. "She probably won't hold my previous actions against me, right? At worst, I'll give her a back massage in the future, and she should forgive me."

In this static world, besides the caster Fors herself, only Fu Xuan, Xilin, Naxida, Kiana, and Gu Yuena are able to move freely without being affected.

Gu Yuena felt the invisible pressure surrounding her, a deep purple light flashing in her eyes, and forcibly dispelled it. "This move must have used mental power as a medium to interfere with the laws of time and space. This woman's talent is truly terrifying!"

After a moment's thought, she grasped the key to this technique: "I'm afraid anyone whose mental strength hasn't reached the Divine Origin Realm will be indiscriminately immobilized by this move. To be able to use such a method, her mental strength must have already entered the Divine Origin Realm."

“And that mark!” Gu Yuena’s eyes flashed with a strange light as she looked at the lines that appeared on Fors’s forehead.

Fors ignored Gu Yuena's reaction. Her gaze returned to Zheng Yiran, who was frozen in place, and her outstretched hand now firmly gripped the other's wrist.

Zheng Yiran's eyes were filled with helplessness, like those of a frightened deer, but she could only watch helplessly as Fors's fingertips glowed with a faint silver light and probed into her body.

A second passed silently, and a slight surprise flashed across Fors's delicate face, which then turned into obvious doubt.

She didn't withdraw her hand; instead, she increased the injection of soul power, allowing the silver light to probe deeper into Zheng Yiran's body, as if confirming some overlooked detail.

Two seconds, three seconds...

Time flowed slowly in silence, and after more than ten seconds, Fors's doubts did not dissipate but instead deepened, his brows furrowing as if he were deciphering an answer that was completely different from what he expected.

Finally, with a flick of her wrist, the frozen space around her suddenly loosened, time resumed its flow, and the slight rustling of tables and chairs and the noise from outside the window instantly filled the dessert shop, and everything returned to normal.

Fors still held Zheng Yiran's wrist, her gaze fixed on her face, her tone filled with undisguised confusion: "How come you're still a virgin?"

"???"

This sudden question left Zheng Yiran completely stunned. Her mind went blank for a few seconds before she realized the meaning of the question, and her cheeks flushed a hot blush, like a sunset on fire.

She abruptly pulled her hand back, her voice trembling slightly with shame and anger, yet carrying a stubborn confidence: "So what if I'm a virgin? Did virgins eat your rice?"

"That shouldn't be the case..." Fors muttered to herself, still immersed in her own doubts. Her gaze lingered on Zheng Yiran's face for a moment before she slowly spoke, "Could it be that you really didn't do anything inappropriate with Fusheng?"

"I really didn't!" Zheng Yiran's voice trembled with a hint of tears, and her eyes were slightly red.

To be honest, if she really had the chance, she wouldn't be unwilling to get close to Nan Fusheng, but the reality is that she hasn't even found a crack to get close, so how can there be any talk of "cheating"? This unfounded accusation has already made her feel extremely wronged.

"I'm sorry then." Seeing this, Fors's expression softened a bit, and she apologized sincerely.

But her gaze quickly shifted, a renewed scrutiny settling on Gu Yuena, and she asked suspiciously, "If it's not her, then... it wouldn't be you, would it?"

Gu Yuena slowly raised her eyes, her purple eyes clear and calm, meeting Fors's gaze frankly, without a trace of evasion or guilt in them.

During the confrontation just now, she had already realized that Fors had no solid evidence at all. His questioning at this moment was mostly a test in the stage of doubt, and even carried a hint of "bluffing".

How ridiculous. As the Silver Dragon King who once ruled over all the beasts of Douluo Continent and possessed "world-shaking wisdom," how could he possibly be frightened by such a petty trick?
Time passed silently as the two stared at each other. A full ten seconds later, Fors was the first to look away, a fleeting, unreadable emotion flashing in her eyes, a mixture of resentment and acquiescence.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaoyan quickly stepped forward, a gentle smile on her face, and smoothed things over, saying, "Alright, Fors, we're all good sisters, how could we possibly lay a hand on a friend's husband? Don't be so suspicious~"

Upon hearing this, Fors stared at Xu Xiaoyan with a strange look, until she felt a little uneasy before slowly saying, "Never mind, maybe I was just overthinking it. Since you've said so, Xiaoyan, I'll believe you."

"Phew—" Xu Xiaoyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the tension in her heart dissipating considerably. Although she was still somewhat bothered by Fors's gaze just now, the storm had finally subsided for the time being, and she could say she had gotten away with it.

Just then, the door of the dessert shop was pushed open, and Nan Fusheng's voice came in: "Everyone, I'm back."

He carried several bags of milk tea, a gentle smile on his face, clearly unaware of the undercurrents that had just passed through the shop. Seeing the slightly strange atmosphere among the crowd, he didn't think much of it, simply handing out milk tea to each person.

As Kiana finished the last bite of dessert, she patted her still flat stomach and asked expectantly, "We've finished dessert, when are we going to have a big meal?"

Fors stood up, straightened her skirt, and said, "I already booked a restaurant. Since you've finished eating, let's go now."

So, the group packed their things and marched out of the dessert shop, heading towards the restaurant where they had already made a reservation.
(End of this chapter)