Douluo Sharingan, I really didn't coerce Xiao Wu!

Chapter 38 Let's go, I'll take you to kill someone.

At the end of the town, there is a country road leading to a village.

After leaving the town, Chen Xuan entered the mountains, where the forests were dense and the flowers and plants were abundant.

The area is covered with forests and wild grass, a stark contrast to the town, making it feel like stepping into a backward tribe.

I vaguely remember that when he was a child, he often went out of the village and into the wild mountains and forests. Every time he would bring back prey and various berries to improve his younger sister Chen Yiyi's meals.

Chen Xuan walked down the path, the fragrance of the soil lingering in his nose and mouth, filled with memories.

After crossing two mountains, he stopped and stood on a hilltop, gazing into the distance. In the distance, there was a cluster of houses, densely packed together—that was the original owner's hometown.

He threw a kunai into the sky and then rushed down the mountain, repeatedly using the Body Flicker Technique.

As he watched the trees beside him recede and heard sonic booms in the air, his speed increased significantly.

Finally, the road ended, and we arrived at the village. A plaque hung above the gate, inscribed with the words "Stone Village".

Legend has it that this village once produced a Soul Emperor whose martial soul was a giant rock, possessing extremely strong defensive capabilities. He made a name for himself during that era, hence the village chief named the village after him.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Chen? When did you get back?" As Chen Xuan walked along the rural road, many people recognized him.

The village women greeted him, and the children looked at him with puzzled expressions.

Chen Xuan responded to each of them, but there were too many people, so he had no choice but to use the Flying Thunder God Technique to leave the spot.

At the other end of the village, there were several wealthy families, each with considerable wealth and producing Soul Masters, possessing profound cultural heritage.

It was a courtyard house, covering an area of ​​seven or eight hundred square meters. It was surrounded by a large fence, planted with many fruit trees and green bamboo. There were also several fish ponds inside, and more than ten people worked there.

Chen Xuan stood at the door, looking at the huge courtyard house, which resembled an ancient landlord's manor. This... was the original owner's home, or more accurately, her place of residence.

Chen Xuan loosened his fist. He had been in high spirits the whole way. Was it because he had been affected by the original owner of the body?

He suppressed his restless emotions and knocked on the door.

However, no one responded until he knocked for a long time before a woman's voice came from inside.

"Who is it, so early in the morning?!"

"If you disturb the master and young master's rest, you'll be in big trouble!"

From inside came an extremely impatient voice, but the door was still opened.

Chen Xuan recognized the woman, who was in her fifties and dressed simply, immediately.

When they were children, they always made things difficult for the original owner of the body, causing her a lot of suffering.

At the same time, the other party was also the servant most trusted by the uncle and aunt.

"You...you're Chen Xiaobaozi?" She was stunned for a moment, looking at Chen Xuan in disbelief.

Three years have passed since he left, and now this little rascal has actually come back.

"Where's Yiyi?" Chen Xuan's voice was cold, uttering only two short words.

He was in a bad mood, and a deep anger was boiling inside him, affecting his emotions.

However, after her initial surprise, the woman in her fifties reverted to her usual expression, her face filled with disgust.

"You had the courage to leave this house back then, and now you have the nerve to come back? What? You know it's not a good place outside?" Her tone was full of disgust; she had always disliked Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists. The inexplicable violent emotion was becoming increasingly suppressed, and he even had the thought of tearing the other person to pieces.

Looking at his murderous gaze, the woman smiled. How familiar this scene was! More than three years ago, the brother and sister had the same look in their eyes, yet they couldn't do anything to her.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you only awakened a support-type martial soul. You have no combat power. You probably couldn't even beat a dog."

She laughed wildly, but a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, her expression changed, becoming incredibly sinister. She said in a deep voice, "You little beast, I advise you to keep your eyes to yourself. If you anger me, neither you nor your sister will get away with it."

Boom!

At this moment, Chen Xuan no longer restrained his deep-seated anger, nor did he want to endure it any longer. With a hiss, arcs of electricity flowed from his body, gathering endless lightning in his palm as if he were holding a thousand birds.

At such close range, he unleashed a powerful blow, striking the wicked woman in the chest, bending her body and sending her flying with a loud bang.

The old woman's face was filled with pain; she had lost a lot of blood and was pale because there was a bloody hole in her chest, which was bright from front to back and still had residual arcs of electricity.

This attack already showed the beginnings of the Thousand Birds technique; how powerful it was! How could a vicious woman who wasn't even level 20 possibly withstand it?

She couldn't believe it even in death that she had been killed by the cowardly little beast she had always seen.

Chen Xuan used almost all his strength in this attack, just to vent the anger in his heart.

The vicious old woman had a bloody hole in her chest, which was clear from front to back; her heart had been destroyed by the lightning strike.

As Chen Xuan watched the woman who had once bullied him convulse on the ground until she died in agony, a sense of comfort welled up inside him, and the pent-up anger that had been building up for so long was finally released.

The commotion quickly attracted the attention of those inside.

Before long, a dozen servants rushed out and, upon arriving at the door, immediately saw the old woman who had died tragically.

"Butler!" the people cried out, all of them terrified.

At this moment, Chen Xuan had already entered the courtyard. He followed the memories in his mind and walked westward until he finally stopped at a thatched hut.

He burst into tears while standing outside the door, tears streaming uncontrollably from his eyes.

He suppressed his complicated feelings and pushed open the dilapidated wooden door.

The space inside was small, filled with messy farm tools, and the walls were covered with dust and cobwebs.

Among a pile of straw, a twelve-year-old girl was sleeping. She was dressed in very simple clothes, patched in many places, as if she was living a very difficult life and did not even have a decent bed. She had to use the straw as a makeshift bed.

This... is his younger sister—Chen Yiyi.

The little girl had two braids and was very cute. Her face was rosy, but it was a little dirty because of a little dust on it.

Chen Xuan felt a lump in his throat. He couldn't imagine what kind of strong mentality this little girl had to have to survive such humiliation in the three years after the original owner left.

As the sun rose, the first rays of sunlight shone through the wooden door and fell on the little girl.

The little girl's eyelids twitched; she was awakened by the glaring sunlight and slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was an older boy standing at the door, looking at her with pity, filled with self-blame and guilt.

When the little girl saw Chen Xuan's face clearly, she was stunned. Her big eyes instantly welled up with tears, which streamed down her cheeks and dripped onto her patched clothes.

"Brother!" The little girl suddenly threw herself into Chen Xuan's arms.

That one word, "brother," contains so much, so many years of emotion, all contained within it.

Chen Xuan hugged the little girl tightly, without saying a word, and stroked her hair.

"Brother, I knew you would come back! Yiyi really misses you!" The little girl burst into tears.

This little girl, who is usually so strong and tries so hard to live, bursts into tears at this moment. How long has she been suppressing her emotions?

Chen Xuan's nose tingled, but all the emotions he felt were condensed into a single sentence.

"Come on, I'll take you to kill someone!"

(End of this chapter)