59: Chapter 59 Qian Renxue blushed! Qin Feng was in control!

Dugu Yan continued to tease, "Lingling, it won't be long before you can eat Qin Feng's pills too."

These words had a double meaning.

Ye Lingling was stunned for a moment, then realized the ambiguity.

"Yan Yan! What... what are you talking about!"

Ye Lingling was so embarrassed she almost buried her head in the diary, reaching out to tickle Dugu Yan, and the two stunning girls immediately started messing around on the bed.

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Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Mansion.

The study was brightly lit.

At this time, Xue Qinghe, who was actually Qian Renxue, wasn't reviewing official documents as usual but was staring at the black diary in her hand with a furrowed brow.

"Pills... what are these?"

Qian Renxue was confused and shocked.

As the Young Master of Spirit Hall, she had read extensively since childhood; she knew the Heaven Dou Empire's library and Spirit Hall's secret records like the back of her hand.

She knew about soul tools and medicinal herbs.

But "alchemy," "pills," and "lightning tribulation"—these terms were completely foreign territory to her.

She had never heard of pills, but from the diary's content, there were many types, and besides detoxification and solving genetic issues, they certainly had various other effects.

She knew the flaws of the Nine Star Begonia; it was a restriction of the Spirit rules that even a Titled Douluo was helpless against.

Yet Qin Feng actually said he could solve it?

And even trigger a lightning tribulation?

Qian Renxue couldn't help but marvel; Qin Feng actually knew alchemy, and she wondered what these pills actually tasted like?

If this technology could be in the hands of Spirit Hall...

Just as she was thinking about the impact of these "pills" on the continent's situation, a new line of text in the diary made her wise and calculating expression freeze instantly.

[Most importantly, I saw my Wife Xueer today!]

Qian Renxue's hand holding the diary shook violently.

"Who... who is your wife!"

Even though she was alone in the study, she couldn't help but spit out the words in a low voice.

This bastard, isn't he taking enough liberties in the diary?

[She's still pretending to be Xue Qinghe.]

[First, I simply taught her some continental theoretical knowledge, and she was shocked to the core, standing there dazed. This is normal; these theories crush the Douluo Continent. My theories come from diary rewards; Yu Xiaogang's theories aren't even fit to carry my shoes.]

Seeing this, Qian Renxue took a deep breath to calm her emotions.

Qin Feng wasn't lying about that.

During the day at the Teaching Committee, the theories about Spirit fusion and mutation that Qin Feng casually tossed out were indeed exquisite, making even a self-important person like her feel enlightened.

In comparison, the theories of that so-called "Grandmaster" Yu Xiaogang indeed seemed shallow and laughable.

"This guy, just how much stuff is in his head?"

A strange glint flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes.

She appreciated talented people, and Qin Feng's talent was clearly overflowing.

It's just...

This guy's style of doing things is truly a love-hate relationship.

The diary's content continued to update.

[Finally, I even managed to pat Qian Renxue's chest and say we're all brothers; Qian Renxue's face turned completely red.]

*Bang!*

Qian Renxue slammed the diary onto the table.

Underneath that gentle face disguised as Xue Qinghe, Qian Renxue's true consciousness was already dying of shame and indignation.

The scenes from the day flashed before her eyes again.

When the two of them walked out of the Teaching Committee side by side, that guy Qin Feng laughed boisterously, saying something like "we'll be good brothers from now on," and then that big hand naturally and without warning patted her chest.

Although she was currently using a Spirit Bone disguise, and her body structure had become male in both sight and touch.

But she was still a woman at her core!

That electric shock-like sensation made her mind go blank at the time, almost causing her to lose her disguise on the spot.

"Bastard Qin Feng!"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, her cheeks burning.

She was angry!

Definitely not shy!

"What good brothers... how can anyone take liberties with a 'brother' like that!"

Qian Renxue stood up and paced back and forth in the study, her heart in a mess.

She, the dignified Young Master of Spirit Hall and the future God of Angels, was actually... patted on the chest by a man she had just met?

If this got back to the Hall of Worship, those old guys' jaws would probably drop.

What's more infuriating is that this guy is even broadcasting it in the diary!

Qian Renxue felt her face burning; that sense of shame mixed with an indescribable, strange emotion was crashing around in her heart.

Spirit Hall, deep within the Pope's Hall.

A giant statue of the Angel God stood in the shadows, with only a few eternal lamps emitting a faint glow.

Bibi Dong sat on a high chair covered with gold-threaded cushions, her elegant and noble face now filled with astonishment. The scepter in her hand was casually set aside, her attention completely drawn to the black diary that had appeared out of thin air.

As the diary's content updated, this Pope's breathing rhythm became a bit erratic.

"Theory? A theory far surpassing Yu Xiaogang's?"

Bibi Dong's brow furrowed, her eyes full of disbelief.

Who was Yu Xiaogang? He was the man she once deeply loved and was a recognized Grandmaster in the Spirit Master world. Although his own strength was lacking, Bibi Dong always believed that no one could surpass him in the research of the Ten Core Competencies of Spirits.

But now, this Qin Feng who had suddenly appeared actually had the audacity to say his theories made Yu Xiaogang not even fit to carry his shoes?

If anyone else had said this, Bibi Dong would have treated it as a joke and slapped them to death.

But she had already experienced the mystical nature of this diary; many secrets recorded in it had been confirmed, which forced her to feel a bit of doubt regarding Qin Feng's words.

What she found even more inconceivable was Qian Renxue's attitude.

Bibi Dong was all too familiar with her daughter.

Although the mother-daughter relationship was as incompatible as fire and water, she knew the pride deep in Qian Renxue's bones.

It was the holiness and purity inherited from the Angel Martial Soul, a cold indifference toward the common mortals of the world.

"Xueer was actually so shocked she stood there dazed?"

Bibi Dong murmured to herself, her finger lightly tapping the armrest.

Logically, Qian Renxue had been undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire for twenty years, and her temperament should have been honed to be as calm as a deep well. How could she lose her composure because of a few theories?

Unless those theories were truly world-shaking, enough to overturn the cognition of the entire Spirit Master world.

Before Bibi Dong could digest this information, the next part of the diary made the Pope lose her cool instantly.

It was the description of Qin Feng patting Qian Renxue's chest.

"Presumptuous!"

Bibi Dong stood up abruptly, her full chest heaving up and down due to intense emotional fluctuations, and a cold killing intent swept through the empty hall.

"This Qin Feng knows Qian Renxue is a girl, yet he still dared to lay a hand on her?"

"Truly shameless!"

Fire burned in Bibi Dong's eyes. Although she didn't like Qian Renxue and even felt some disgust toward this life born from that mistake, Qian Renxue was still her daughter and the Saintess of Spirit Hall.

To be patted in such a place by a man—and one who did it knowingly?