57: Chapter 57 Tang Yuehua is shocked, Tang Hao's hypocritical face is exposed!

"If this is true... this diary is simply a heaven-defying divine object!"

Bibi Dong's breathing quickened slightly.

This wasn't just a matter of resurrecting one Ah Yin; it meant that Qin Feng possessed the means to break the iron laws of the Spirit Master world.

Immediately after, her gaze fell upon the words "wei wus legacy" and "married woman."

Bibi Dong froze for a moment, and then a strange expression couldn't help but surface on that elegant and noble face.

While she didn't know the allusion behind "wei wus legacy," the words "married woman" were far too blunt.

She looked down at herself.

Time had left no marks on her face; instead, it had distilled a charm and majesty that young girls could never hope to reach.

"This fellow..."

Bibi Dong let out a soft huff, her cheeks warming slightly.

"Is he implying that I am also..."

...

Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Mansion.

Qian Renxue looked at the diary in her hand, her eyes flashing with sharp light.

"He can even resurrect a Spirit Beast that has sacrificed itself?"

At this moment, Qian Renxue's evaluation of Qin Feng rose to another level.

Such a method had already exceeded the understanding of a Titled Douluo; it was an ability that perhaps only the God-level possessed.

"It seems the secrets hidden within this Qin Feng are even greater than I imagined."

Qian Renxue closed the diary, her fingers lightly tapping on the table.

Since Qin Feng's diary could bring rewards, and the more names mentioned, the deeper the connection seemed to be...

"I must find a way to make him mention me more in the diary."

Qian Renxue calculated in her heart.

If she could obtain this resurrection method or other divine skills, the success rate of her plan to usurp the nation would increase significantly.

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Lanba Academy, Back Mountain.

The three girls huddled together, the atmosphere turning somewhat subtle.

Initially, seeing Qin Feng say he wanted to resurrect Ah Yin had moved everyone quite a bit; after all, Ah Yin's plight was indeed pitiable.

But seeing the following phrases, "married woman attribute maxed out" and "wei wus legacy," the expressions of the three young girls instantly collapsed.

"This... what is the meaning of this!"

Ning Rongrong pouted, her face full of indignation.

"What does 'wei wus legacy' mean? Liking other people's wives?"

Xiao Wu was also fuming, her two rabbit ears drooping down.

"Exactly! Are we not attractive enough while we're young and beautiful? Why does he have to fixate on... fixate on that kind of..."

Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, her brow was tightly furrowed.

She had obtained combat techniques from the diary and knew how powerful Qin Feng was, but this aesthetic preference... was truly hard to comment on.

"This scoundrel must have read too many of those indecent books in his spare time."

Zhu Zhuqing coldly gave her conclusion.

...

At this time, Qin Feng's pen did not stop.

Having finished writing about Ah Yin, his thoughts naturally drifted to the other members of the Tang family.

This Tang family was quite a mess.

[Besides Ah Yin, Tang Yuehua also has feelings for Tang Hao.]

[Tang Hao's character also has issues. Tang Yuehua is Tang Hao's sister, yet the relationship between the two is unusual. Although nothing happened between them, this is still quite shocking!]

[The original work described Tang Yuehua as an elegant, beautiful woman with a fine figure and refined temperament, skilled in various musical instruments! A master of the flute!]

[Just because Tang Yuehua is Tang Hao's sister and Tang San's aunt, I have to meet her if I get the chance!]

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Heaven Dou City, Moon Pavilion.

As the top etiquette academy in the Heaven Dou Empire, this was a sacred land that nobles flocked to.

In an elegant, quiet room on the top floor, a beautiful woman dressed in silver palace attire was holding that black notebook. Her originally dignified and elegant expression now looked as if she had seen a ghost.

Tang Yuehua's hands were trembling.

"Second Brother... is actually this kind of person?"

When she saw the part about Tang Hao deceiving Ah Yin just now, she was still making excuses for her second brother in her heart, thinking there must be a misunderstanding.

After all, in her heart, Tang Hao had always been that indomitable hero, the pride of the Clear Sky Sect, and the object of her admiration since her youth that she couldn't suppress even knowing it violated ethics.

But now, the diary stated Tang Hao's various despicable acts in black and white.

Deceiving emotions, burdening the clan, being irresponsible.

Combined with the diary's previous terrifyingly accurate predictions and revelations, the image of the perfect idol in Tang Yuehua's heart began to crumble.

"So... the one I've always admired was actually a hypocrite?"

Tang Yuehua felt a tightness in her chest.

She sighed and continued scrolling down, her gaze falling on the description of herself.

"Qin Feng..."

Tang Yuehua whispered the name.

"He can defeat Little San, escape unscathed from Second Brother, and even Second Brother's Clear Sky Avatar couldn't do anything to him..."

Though they had never met, Tang Yuehua had to admit this young man was absurdly strong.

"Under twenty years old, yet possessing such strength and wit; he truly is a rare talent on the continent, a dashing young lad."

A sense of appreciation for talent rose in Tang Yuehua's heart.

However, in the next second, her face turned completely red.

[Fine figure... refined temperament...]

[Master of the flute!]

"Pah!"

Tang Yuehua let out a shy and annoyed huff, slamming the diary face down on the table.

"This child, what kind of nonsense is he writing!"

"What 'master of the flute'... how can such vulgar street slang be used on me!"

It was true that she was proficient in musical instruments, and the flute was one of them, but when written in a young man's diary followed by that exclamation mark, the meaning changed entirely.

Tang Yuehua felt her face burning; the sense of shame made even her, a Pavilion Master long accustomed to the world of fame and wealth, feel quite restless.

"Someone, come!"

Tang Yuehua took several deep breaths, barely calming her heart, and called out to the door.

A moment later, Princess Princess Xue Ke, dressed in a palace gown with a gentle temperament, walked in.

"Teacher, were you looking for me?"

Tang Yuehua looked at her prized student and asked as if nothing were wrong:

"Princess Xue Ke, did you mention someone named Qin Feng before?"

Upon hearing Qin Feng's name, the originally well-behaved Princess Xue Ke's eyes instantly lit up, as if a chatterbox had been opened.

"Yes, Teacher! Count Qin Feng is a major celebrity right now!"

Princess Xue Ke gestured excitedly.

"He's amazing! I heard his Soul Power is at least at the Soul Ancestor level—no, maybe even a Spirit King! He single-handedly defeated that Shrek Team, even Yu Tianheng from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was crushed by him."

"And that so-called Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, was refuted by Count Qin Feng until he was speechless!"

"Now the Crown Prince has already appointed him as the Grand Tutor, and Imperial Father even titled him a Viscount!"

Tang Yuehua's heart skipped a beat as she listened.

Although it was mentioned in the diary, hearing these concrete battle achievements from Princess Xue Ke's mouth had an even stronger impact.

This wasn't just a talented youth; this was simply a monster.

"Alright, I understand. You may leave."

Tang Yuehua waved her hand, signaling for Princess Xue Ke to withdraw.

After the girl left, Tang Yuehua felt as if all her strength had been drained, and she slumped onto the expensive red sandalwood chair.

Her mind was filled with the shadow of that young man she had never met, along with that embarrassingly shameful phrase "master of the flute."

"Quite a Qin Feng..."

Tang Yuehua looked at the moonlight outside the window, her eyes hazy and her heart complicated to the extreme.