Tang San Is My Son-in-Law? Xiao Wu's Mother: I Don't Accept!

Tang San Is My Son-in-Law? Xiao Wu's Mother: I Don't Accept!

Uh...

Xiao Wu had just been about to head out.

Suddenly, her body went limp and collapsed to the floor with a thud.

It felt as though her heart had been fiercely gripped by an invisible hand.

Fragrant sweat beaded across Xiao Wu's forehead, and her breathing grew extremely rapid.

The sudden sensation felt just like when she had first reached a cultivation of one hundred thousand years and sensed the Heavenly Tribulation she would have to face a thousand years later.

Moreover, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts had another thousand years to prepare for the Heavenly Tribulation they needed to face.

But now...

The feeling of her heart being gripped could bring her death at any moment.

There was no room for luck in this.

After a while, Xiao Wu's thought of telling Tang San the entire truth gradually faded.

Her face was deathly pale, and she was extremely weak.

"Is it because I wanted to tell Third Brother about these things?"

"Because of that system Wei Feng mentioned?"

Xiao Wu looked at the words "Xiao Wu Exclusive" on the Diary in her hand.

Her red lips pressed tightly together, fear lingering in her heart.

"I can't tell Third Brother directly. Does that mean I can only drop hints?"

Xiao Wu was deeply conflicted.

The contents of the Diary constantly stirred her emotions.

"Right, the owner of the Diary said to take things slowly. I should still have enough time to hint at it to Third Brother."

"And now that I can see the other person's diary entries, doesn't that mean I already know in advance what he plans to do while staying hidden?"

The light in Xiao Wu's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

In a daze, she felt as though she had found a way to deal with this trouble.

Having made up her mind, Xiao Wu dragged her still-weak body back to bed.

As she stared at the ceiling, sleepiness washed over her in waves.

The next day.

The sky had only just begun to brighten.

Wei Feng was awakened by a maid.

After making preparations, he met Platinum Bishop Salas of the Heaven Dou City Spirit Hall Branch.

"Saint Son, it is time for us to depart," Salas said with a bow.

Wei Feng nodded. "Let's go!"

It was not yet the era when Spirit Hall would establish the Spirit Hall Empire.

Wei Feng traveled with Spirit Hall's grand procession toward the Soul Master Competition venue.

In the reception area of the venue, Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, was greeting the heads of the many academies that had come to compete.

Unlike usual, Qian Renxue looked somewhat haggard, clearly having not rested well.

"Qinghe greets the Saint Son."

"I wonder whether the Saint Son found our Heaven Dou City agreeable last night, and whether you rested well?"

Seeing Wei Feng arrive alongside Spirit Hall's main contingent, Xue Qinghe approached with her attendants to offer greetings.

Her gentle and modest manner embodied all the bearing and refinement a qualified Crown Princess ought to possess.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. The customs and scenery of Heaven Dou City are all wonderful. I like this place very much."

"However, Your Highness seems to have rather heavy dark circles. Did you not rest well last night?"

Seeing Qian Renxue take the initiative to approach and speak with him, Wei Feng was naturally overjoyed inside, but he still cooperated with her act.

Life was like a play; it all depended on one's acting.

When it came to acting, who could possibly be worse than the other?

And, out of selfish motives, he still showed some concern for the physical condition described by his predecessor.

"It's all because of you, you stinking man!"

"If you hadn't left me all worked up in the middle of the night, would I have slept poorly?"

Qian Renxue grumbled inwardly.

If not for her identity, she truly wanted to take a vicious bite out of Wei Feng right now.

Her heart churned like stormy seas, yet her face still wore a modest smile.

"Then Qinghe is relieved to hear that, Saint Son."

"The Soul Master Competition is about to begin. Qinghe will lead the way for you."

Qian Renxue was exceedingly courteous as she made an inviting gesture.

Wei Feng gave a hum, ending his conversation with Qian Renxue at just the right point and allowing Xue Qinghe to lead the way ahead.

He had come representing Spirit Hall, as Spirit Hall's Saint Son.

Qian Renxue's current identity represented the Heaven Dou Empire, as the Crown Princess.

One was the host, and the other was the guest.

The proper order between them mattered greatly.

Walking ahead of Wei Feng and the others, Qian Renxue maintained the gentle smile on her face, yet from time to time, she observed Wei Feng from the corner of her eye.

"This stinking man looks rather refined and scholarly now."

"Yet his diary entries reveal him to be that kind of person. Once I find an opportunity, I'll definitely make him suffer properly."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly inwardly.

Before she could continue grumbling to herself, the Diary Instance that had turned into a streak of light and merged into her body after she finished reading it last night suddenly opened within her sea of consciousness.

This feels good, this feels good. My wife Qian Renxue really is gorgeous, worthy of being the wife I set my sights on 7!

Tsk, tsk, tsk. The more I look at her dressed as a man, the more alluring she becomes.

One day, I will definitely strike decisively and charge forward knowing she's a man!! (Beautiful photo of Qian Renxue's back)

"I..."

Qian Renxue staggered.

Seeing the diary entry, she could no longer remain calm.

When she saw that Wei Feng had secretly taken a photo of her back and put it in the diary, dark lines covered her face.

Wei Feng, are you trying to die?!

I can overlook you secretly photographing me, but why did you have to write it in the Diary?!

Qian Renxue was going crazy inside.

Constrained by her identity, she forcibly maintained the gentle smile on her face.

But no matter how one looked at it, her smile was already beginning to distort.

Oh? Look who I see.

I never expected that the moment I arrived at the Soul Master Competition venue, I'd see my wife Xiao Wu, my wife Ning Rongrong, and my wife Zhu Zhuqing!

Wait, that guy walking at the very front is Tang San, right? Before his bloodline power awakened, he really wasn't as handsome as me! (Confidently crossing arms)

At that moment, the Diary updated once again.

Qian Renxue was even more enraged.

Recalling the intelligence Snake Lance Douluo had gathered for her about Shrek Academy, she nearly ground her teeth to pieces.

What a pity for my wife Xiao Wu. Her heart is still hung up on Tang San. Sure enough, it's best to make a move when they're young, when they're easiest to fool and will remain unswervingly loyal.

Come to think of it, Tang San really is a beast. Even though he didn't know that the Lovesick Heartbreak Red could conceal Xiao Wu's Soul Beast aura, he clearly knew Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, yet he still brought her here. Is he not satisfied until he gets Xiao Wu killed?

I refuse to believe that after Tang San learned Xiao Wu's true identity, he never looked into what transformed Soul Beasts like Xiao Wu feared encountering most.

What happened at Heaven Dou Royal Academy last time was an accident, since it had been Dugu Bo's sudden attack.

But this time, he voluntarily brought Xiao Wu here. Wasn't he practically telling everyone, "Look, there's a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring here"?

Sometimes, I really wonder whether Tang San did this deliberately. If he did, then this kind of beast deserves even more to be crushed to death.

In some vague and ethereal space.

A woman who resembled Xiao Wu by ninety percent, yet was more mature and alluring, wore a face full of shock.

Looking at the updated contents in the Diary Instance, her face was filled with fury.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, as though she wished she could revive on the spot.

"Damn it, Xiao Wu actually fell for a man like this?"

"My foolish daughter, how could you be so muddleheaded?"

"The Soul Master Competition—is that somewhere you can go?"

"Wei Feng, what happened to my daughter afterward? Update it quickly!!"