18: Chapter 18: Qian Renxue's Rewards Burst! Qin Feng is Like a Treasure Trove!

"Captain, why aren't you up yet? The match is about to start!"

Dugu Yan looked at Qin Feng, who was wrapped up like a silkworm pupa on the bed, and called out with some helplessness.

Ye Lingling stood quietly to the side, her gaze falling on the half-exposed arm outside the quilt, her expression somewhat complicated.

Just as the two were preparing to step forward and pull Qin Feng up, a sudden change occurred.

Buzz—

The copies of the diary hidden close to their bodies suddenly vibrated simultaneously.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling froze, subconsciously glancing at each other, then quickly pulled out their diaries.

This diary was extremely mysterious; only they themselves could see it, appearing as mere air to outsiders.

At this moment, the diary had not updated with new main text content.

But at the end of that page, a new section emerged—[Message Board].

And on that message board, a golden message had clearly appeared.

["I Have No Mother": I discovered a function. This diary copy allows us to obtain rewards. As long as we interact with Qin Feng, based on the degree of interaction and the number of times he is mentioned in the diary, we can also receive system-judged rewards.]

Seeing this message, the pupils of Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling contracted sharply.

Rewards?

Neither of them was foolish, and they instantly connected the dots to the things Qin Feng had mentioned in his diary yesterday.

Forty thousand year spirit ring, hundred thousand year spirit bone, Soul Power increase, God-level cultivation method...

Any one of these items was enough to drive a Titled Douluo insane.

So, they also had a chance to obtain them?

"Interaction... recording..."

Dugu Yan stared at those words, her breathing becoming rapid, her chest heaving violently, making it seem as if her dark green uniform was about to burst open.

If she could obtain a reward that increased Soul Power like Qin Feng's, could she solve the toxin problem afflicting her grandfather faster?

Even... surpass that Yu Tianheng?

A flame ignited in Ye Lingling's normally cold eyes.

Although the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul was powerful, it was passed down through a single lineage, and one could only possess a single spirit skill in their lifetime—this was both a curse and a shackle.

If this diary could bring her a destiny-altering reward...

Almost simultaneously, their gazes shifted away from the diary and landed squarely on Qin Feng on the bed.

At that moment, the way they looked at Qin Feng changed.

It was no longer the look reserved for a captain, nor the look for that shameless braggart.

Instead, they were looking at a gigantic, incredibly brilliant gold mine!

That gaze was filled with naked longing and fervor, as if they wanted to swallow Qin Feng whole.

"Mmm..."

Just then, Qin Feng on the bed rolled over and sleepily opened his eyes.

He yawned, pushed the quilt halfway down, and lay spread-eagled on the bed.

Because he was accustomed to sleeping naked, he was only wearing a pair of loose boxer shorts, his toned upper body completely exposed to the air, his clearly defined abdominal muscles rising and falling slightly with his breath.

Qin Feng rubbed his sleepy eyes, and when he looked up, he was startled by two gazes so fiery they seemed almost tangible.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were standing by the bedside, both pairs of beautiful eyes staring intently at his body, their expressions filled with an excitement that made him feel a chill down his spine.

Dugu Yan was relatively fine, as she was naturally spirited, but Ye Lingling was usually as cold as an ice block; why did she now look like she was about to devour someone?

Qin Feng subconsciously pulled the quilt over his chest and watched the two women warily.

"You..."

"What do you two want to do?"

"I'm warning you! I'm an honest person! I sell my skills, not myself!"

...

Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena, Second Floor VIP Box.

The view here was expansive, allowing one to take in the entire central main fighting stage.

Xue Qinghe sat upright on a large leather sofa, seemingly casually fiddling with a teacup, but his gaze was not focused on the arena below, but rather on the copy of the diary held close to his chest, which only he could see.

["Congratulations! You have become the person mentioned most frequently among the diary copy holders."]

["Obtained exclusive rewards: Soul Power level increased by 4 ranks (Current Rank 68 → 72), bestowed with a God-bestowed hundred thousand year spirit ring, several units of the special daily necessity 'Parisian Supreme Black Silk,' and proficiency in the 'Top-Tier Disguise Technique' increased."]

Seeing this string of text, the hand holding the teacup belonging to Xue Qinghe suddenly tightened.

A warm current rose up within his body out of nowhere, flowing through his limbs and bones.

The bottleneck of his Soul Power, which was at the peak of Rank 68, was like a thin sheet of paper, instantly pierced by this overwhelming force.

Rank Sixty-nine, Rank Seventy, Rank Seventy-one... all the way to Rank Seventy-two!

Even the seventh spirit ring, which originally required hunting a Spirit Beast to obtain, now lay quietly in his storage spirit tool.

Xue Qinghe took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the surging storm in his heart.

It was real.

No cultivation needed, no arduous training required; merely because that fellow named Qin Feng had written his name a few more times in the diary, he could gain such a terrifying enhancement?

This completely subverted the understanding he had accumulated over twenty years.

Even the Angel God Trials couldn't compare to this, could they?

Xue Qinghe set down the teacup, his gaze becoming somewhat deep.

As for that so-called 'Black Silk' daily necessity, he temporarily chose to ignore it. Although he didn't know its specific use, since it was produced by the system, it must have profound meaning.

"It seems I was too conservative before."

Xue Qinghe lightly tapped the tabletop with his finger, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

Since interaction and being mentioned could lead to strength increases, this Qin Feng was currently the greatest opportunity.

He absolutely had to find a way to get closer to him, perhaps even make him actively seek him out.

Even if it meant being cursed a few times by him in the diary, as long as his strength could improve, it didn't seem entirely unacceptable.

Thinking of this, Xue Qinghe frowned slightly, his gaze cast towards the empty side of the fighting stage below.

"It's just that the match is about to start, why hasn't Qin Feng arrived yet?"

"Could he have gotten lost?"

...

Central Main Fighting Stage.

The place was already teeming with excitement, the shouts of tens of thousands of spectators nearly shaking the dome off the ceiling.

The host, Dou Dou, flapped the white dove wings on his back, hovering in mid-air. He glanced at the timer in his hand, his brow tightly furrowed.

"Distinguished audience, please be quiet!"

The crisp voice transmitted throughout the venue via the amplification spirit tool.

"There are exactly three minutes left before the match officially begins."

"If the Heaven Dou Royal Team cannot have all members present within three minutes, according to the rules of the Great Spirit Arena, we will directly award victory to the Shrek Team!"

This announcement caused an uproar throughout the venue.

The gamblers who had already placed their bets frantically waved the tickets in their hands, spitting saliva everywhere.

"What's going on? Is the Huang Dou Battle Team scared?"

"I bet on the Shrek Team to win! If they don't show up, it's fine, a direct win saves me trouble!"

"Cowards! They must be scared because the Shrek Team defeated the Rampage Team and the first Huang Dou Team!"