3: Chapter 3 Diary Rewards Burst! Bibi Dong's Defenses Are Breached!

"Wife... Wife Xueer?"

A strange blush actually appeared on Qian Renxue's face, which was disguised as a man's.

Even through the disguise, one could feel her shyness at this moment.

Growing up, she had always presented herself in male clothing; let alone romance, she didn't even have a friend she could share her heart with.

She was an innocent young maiden.

Suddenly being called 'wife' by a strange man was an impact even greater than learning of the Spirit Hall's destruction.

"You scoundrel! Who is your wife!"

!!!

Qian Renxue cursed under her breath in shame and indignation, but her eyes simply could not look away from those few lines of text.

"Unresolved regrets..."

Seeing Qin Feng's pity for her fate, a soft string in Qian Renxue's heart seemed to be plucked.

Someone cared about her.

Someone felt the injustice of her fate.

This feeling was so foreign yet warm to Qian Renxue, who had lacked love since childhood.

Then, she saw that last sentence regarding Bibi Dong.

"Spank Bibi Dong?"

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment.

What does this mean?

Spank her with a whip?

"And doing it in front of... doesn't she owe her? Why spank her?"

The innocent Qian Renxue blinked her eyes, completely failing to understand the suggestive undertones.

She only felt that if she could truly see that arrogant woman being whipped and taught a lesson, it seemed... rather satisfying?

"Hmph, if you really can teach that woman a lesson for me, letting you call me wife... isn't out of the question."

...

Spirit City, Supreme Pontiff Palace.

Crack!

The scepter in Bibi Dong's hand was actually squeezed until a crack appeared.

"You lecher!!"

A shout full of rage echoed through the hall.

At this moment, Bibi Dong had none of the Pope's dignity; her exquisite face was flushed bright red, a red born of extreme shame.

Her chest heaved violently, and her beautiful eyes, usually full of majesty, were now practically spitting fire.

That damned Qin Feng!

He actually dared to lust after her daughter!

Calling Xueer 'wife'?

Is he even worthy!

If he were merely lusting after Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong would be angry at most.

But those last few sentences caused the blood to rush to Bibi Dong's brain.

While an innocent like Qian Renxue might not understand, Bibi Dong was an experienced woman; how could she not understand the hidden meaning behind that word 'spank'?

This wasn't a simple whipping at all.

This was clearly...

"Vulgar! Shameless!"

Bibi Dong felt her cheeks burning, the heat reaching all the way to her ears.

Since ascending to the position of Pope, which man hadn't been respectful and subservient, not even daring to breathe loudly in her presence?

Yet this Qin Feng dared to write such treasonous and foul words in his diary!

What Bibi Dong found most unbearable was that sentence—

[Spank her in front of Gangzi].

Those few words seemed to have a magical power, lingering in Bibi Dong's mind.

She imagined the scene: Yu Xiaogang watching from the side, while she, the grand Pope, was pinned down by this Qin Feng...

"Ugh..."

Bibi Dong's legs subconsciously tightened, a never-before-felt sensation spreading through her body.

It was shame, it was anger, yet it was mixed with an inexplicable shiver.

This was simply trampling on her dignity!

But...

Why was there a hint of panic in her heart alongside the anger?

"Qin Feng, is it..."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging agitation within her.

A dangerous light flickered in her beautiful eyes, the gaze of a hunter who had spotted their prey.

"You want to spank this seat?"

"Then we shall see if you have the ability."

"Also, who exactly is little scoundrel? If you dare not write it out, I will dig three feet into the ground to find you!"

While Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue were lost in their various thoughts, new handwriting appeared on the diary again.

[Since I've come to this Douluo Continent, I will step by step reach the peak of the continent and change these tragic endings!]

[Even if it's the God King Tang San, so what? I have a system; I might not necessarily fear him!]

[Today's diary will end here for now. I have to go prepare for some assessment. What a pain.]

The handwriting stopped abruptly.

...

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Faculty Dormitory Building.

Inside a single dormitory that wasn't particularly spacious, the air suddenly became scorching.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, eyes tightly shut, as the Soul Power fluctuations around him became extremely unstable.

Just now, the system notification sound that had been silent for a long time exploded in his mind like a string of firecrackers.

[Ding! Detected intense emotional fluctuations related to the diary. Congratulations to the Host for obtaining rewards!]

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Emotional fluctuations?

He didn't know the situation with the diary; he just assumed the system virtually determined others' emotional reactions based on the quality of what he wrote.

After all, who would actually send their diary to others to read?

What decent person shows their diary to others?

This system was quite humanized.

Immediately after, a series of reward lists frantically refreshed on his retina.

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Spirit Second Evolution Opportunity!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Soul Power level increased to Level 42!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Fourth spirit ring (30,000-year limit)!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: God-level manual "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill"!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Time-Space Ninjutsu "Flying Thunder God Technique"!]

Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of wild joy appearing in his pupils.

A massive drop!

Just by writing one diary entry, the rewards were actually this abundant?

Before he could even savor the joy, a warm and overbearing power instantly rose from his dantian, coursing wildly through his limbs and bones.

This power wasn't violent, but it was filled with an ancient and vast aura.

The ordinary Green Lotus Spirit that originally hovered behind him now began to tremble violently.

The green light flared brightly, illuminating the originally dim room like daylight.

Within the light, the petals of that green lotus unfolded one by one, their color gradually changing from the original emerald green to a deep azure-grey, as if containing the primordial chaos energy from the beginning of heaven and earth.

Above the lotus platform, faint chaos currents swirled, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.

chaos green lotus!

The supreme treasure that legend says birthed the Great God Pangu; although it only appeared in the form of a Spirit, its quality had long since surpassed the so-called 'God-level Spirits' on the Douluo Continent.

Compared to it, things like the Clear Sky Hammer or the Seraphim were like fireflies trying to compete with the bright moon.

"..."

Qin Feng felt comfortable all over, every cell in his body cheering and greedily devouring this evolutionary energy.

At the same time, rings of light rose one after another beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

Immediately following was a black ring of light, as deep as a black hole, quietly emerging and steadily settling as the outermost layer.

Black!

A ten-thousand-year spirit ring!

And it was a full thirty thousand years!