42: Chapter 42 Qian Renxue: Bibi Dong, you shameless woman!

That is the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Poison.

Hailed as the number one poison in the world, a deadly toxin that even a Titled Douluo is helpless against—it was actually cured by Qin Feng?

Although Qin Feng had mentioned going to cure the poison before, seeing the words 'cured' with his own eyes still delivered a massive shock.

Qin Feng paid no mind to them; he yawned.

"Alright, I've been running around all day today, catching Spirit Beasts, refining medicine, and dealing with that group of people. I'm exhausted to death."

"Sleep, sleep. My dog life is the most important thing."

As the diary was closed, the system's notification sound blasted in his mind right on schedule.

"Ding! Host's diary has been updated for today."

"Calculating rewards..."

"Congratulations to the Host for gaining an eight-level increase in Soul Power! Current level: Level Fifty-Five Spirit King!"

"Congratulations to the Host for obtaining an Eighty-Thousand-Year God-Bestowed spirit ring!"

"Congratulations to the Host for obtaining a Divine Artifact: five thunders drum (Shatter the darkness with this thunder)!"

"Congratulations to the Host for obtaining 'The Complete Compendium of Douluo Continent Spirit Theory Correction and Evolution'!"

Qin Feng's previously hazy eyes instantly cleared.

A warm current instantly surged through his body. His original Level Forty-Seven Soul Power shot up like a rocket, climbing rapidly.

Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty...

It only stopped when it reached Level Fifty-Five.

The feeling of being filled with explosive power made him unable to resist clenching his fists.

A crisp explosion echoed in the air.

Immediately after, a purple thunder drum, only the size of a palm, appeared in his hand. Fine arcs of electricity coiled around it, faintly exuding a tyrannical aura capable of destroying heaven and earth.

This was Sikong Zhen's weapon, the five thunders drum.

And that Eighty-Thousand-Year spirit ring shimmering with a deep black light, along with that theory compendium as thick as a brick.

Qin Feng's mouth curved up to his ears.

This haul—he made a fortune.

He stored the items in the system space and immediately fell asleep.

...

The real world fell silent, but the comment board of the diary instance exploded.

This was because the names mentioned in Qin Feng's diary today were too few, failing to trigger the reward mechanism for specific items.

The system determined to randomly select one lucky holder to issue the reward.

This caused all the previously lurking women to emerge.

【Pope: This reward should be mine!】

【I Have No Mother: You dare?! Bibi Dong, don't think you're so precious; you're just a despicable woman!】

【Pope:!!! Don't let me find you!】

【Gentle Fire Dragon: What exactly will the reward be?】

The comment board was in chaos, no one willing to concede to the other.

After all, everyone had seen how rich the previous rewards were; those were things that could genuinely change one's destiny.

A few breaths later, the system prompt lit up.

【Congratulations to the holder 'My Cat Is Big and White' for obtaining today's random lucky reward.】

...

Heaven Dou City, Lanba Academy.

The night was like water.

Inside the girls' dormitory, Zhu Zhuqing was sitting by the window.

She was wearing a black, tight-fitting leather outfit that outlined astonishing curves rarely seen at her age.

Especially those long, straight legs, which shone with an ivory-like luster under the moonlight, revealing a deadly allure beneath her cold demeanor.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were lying on the nearby beds, dangling their feet and chatting.

Ning Rongrong's complexion was as fair as snow, like an exquisite porcelain doll.

Xiao Wu, dressed in a pink pajama, had her scorpion braid hanging down her back, her two long legs crossed, appearing playful and full of vitality.

Three young women of vastly different styles, yet equally stunning, gathered in one room, creating a truly pleasing spectacle.

Just then, Zhu Zhuqing abruptly stood up.

Her face, usually set in a cold expression, was now filled with shock.

An extremely pure shadow energy surged into her body out of thin air. Her Spirit, the Hell Civet, automatically manifested, letting out a pleasant, soft cry.

Soul Power soared!

Aptitude evolution!

Furthermore, a top-tier combat technique named 'Netherworld Shadow Kill Art' appeared in her mind.

This reward... was too generous!

So generous that even the usually calm Zhu Zhuqing felt somewhat flustered.

"Zhuqing, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Rongrong noticed something was amiss, jumped off the bed, and approached Zhu Zhuqing.

As soon as she got close, Ning Rongrong's eyes widened.

"Your Soul Power... how did it suddenly increase so much?"

"And the aura around you, it's become so terrifying."

Xiao Wu also came over, sniffed, and looked envious.

"It must be the diary reward, right?"

"Definitely!"

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, slowly retracted her Spirit, and nodded.

"Mhm."

"It rewarded me with a combat technique, and my Soul Power increased."

Hearing this, the envy in Ning Rongrong's and Xiao Wu's eyes nearly overflowed.

Ning Rongrong pouted, feeling slightly aggrieved.

"This is so unfair, why did it have to be drawn to you?"

"That Qin Feng is really something; does it kill him to mention our names more often?"

"If he wrote about us more in his diary, our chances of getting rewards would definitely be higher."

"The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, can it really be achieved? If it can, it is far too important for our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

Xiao Wu also nodded repeatedly.

"Exactly! He even said he'd only give me a single turnip, it makes me so mad!"

"Rongrong, it looks like we need to figure out a way to parade in front of that Qin Feng."

"We need to make him notice us."

The three young women exchanged glances. Although they didn't say it out loud, they all shared the same small scheme in their hearts.

...

The next morning.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Faculty Committee Hall.

The atmosphere was solemn and respectful.

The three Chief Faculty Committee members—Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhi Lin—sat upright, but their expressions could not remain composed, filled with shock.

In the center of the hall, Qin Feng stood tall and straight in simple white tight-fitting clothes, his posture as firm as a pine tree.

And opposite him stood a young man with a jade-like face, refined and gentle.

It was the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe.

Of course, this was also Qian Renxue in disguise.

Xue Qinghe held a golden scroll in his hand, wearing that signature gentle smile, and cupped his hands slightly towards Qin Feng.

"Brother Qin Feng, my father heard of your talent and specially issued an imperial decree."

"He bestows upon Qin Feng the title of Viscount of the Heaven Dou Empire, along with the position of Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince."

"In the future, Qinghe's cultivation and studies will rely heavily on Teacher Qin Feng."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three Committee members nearly pulled out their beards.

Meng Shenji couldn't help but speak up:

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, this... isn't this too rash?"

"Although Qin Feng possesses extraordinary talent, he is still very young. This position of Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince is equivalent to an Imperial Tutor!"

Xue Qinghe turned around and looked at the three Committee members. His tone remained gentle but carried an undeniable authority.

"The three Committee members may not be aware."

"Yesterday, not only did Qin Feng crush that so-called Shrek Team in actual combat, but he also theoretically refuted Master Yu Xiaogang to shreds."

"The ten core competencies Yu Xiaogang prided himself on were nothing more than riddled-with-holes jokes in front of Qin Feng."

"Such a talent, proficient in both literature and martial arts, is more than qualified to be my teacher."

Meng Shenji and the other two exchanged glances, their shock deepening.

Defeating Shrek was one thing; they had witnessed Qin Feng's combat strength.

But defeating Yu Xiaogang theoretically?

Yu Xiaogang, who, despite having a poor reputation in the Spirit Master world, did indeed have some theoretical knowledge?

The three looked at Qin Feng with completely changed gazes.

This was no longer a genius; he was simply a monstrous anomaly.

On the side of the hall were Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling, who had come to observe.

Yu Tianheng's expression turned ugly when he heard Yu Xiaogang being humiliated, but after glancing at Qin Feng, he lowered his head again.

The shadow from last night still lingered; he dared not cause trouble.