Bah, Who's Your Wife?!

"Lin Yang?!"

Ying Huanhuan froze in place.

"Big Sister, don't tell me you have one of these too?"

As she spoke, Ying Huanhuan took out her own diary.

When Ying Xiaoxiao saw the diary in Ying Huanhuan's hands,

her cheeks flushed crimson. She asked in shock and anger, "You have one too?"

A while later,

the two of them sat in the room, staring at each other.

"Big Sister, when I said I was going to look for you earlier, I was actually going because of this diary."

Looking at the book Ying Xiaoxiao had taken out as well, Ying Huanhuan furrowed her brows. "Big Sister, you really don't know this person called Lin Yang?"

"No," Ying Xiaoxiao replied with a nod.

If she had known him, she wouldn't have come to look for Ying Huanhuan.

At first,

Ying Xiaoxiao had also thought a Dao Sect disciple was behind this. But now that she had seen the book in Ying Huanhuan's hands, she dismissed that suspicion.

The reason was simple.

She was the senior disciple of Heaven Hall.

She was also the daughter of Ying Xuanzi, the Dao Sect's leader.

Who in the entire Dao Sect would dare to provoke her and Ying Huanhuan?

Not to mention the disciples, even the elders showed her a measure of respect whenever they saw her.

So this was definitely not the work of someone from the Dao Sect.

Besides,

the Dao Sect was a super sect in the Eastern Xuan Region, with a Samsara Stage expert guarding it.

Who could sneak into the Dao Sect without anyone noticing and place these two books in her and Ying Huanhuan's rooms?

If someone really could do that,

they would have to be at least at the Wheel Turning Realm. Why would an expert like that do something so pointless?

What puzzled Ying Xiaoxiao even more was this:

she had asked Dao Sect disciples about it earlier, and no one else could see the book.

Just as Ying Xiaoxiao was about to say the words "diary,"

a powerful pang suddenly rose in her heart, as if speaking those three words would cost her her life.

But when she was facing Ying Huanhuan,

she hadn't felt anything like that.

Was it because Ying Huanhuan also had a diary?

All these mysterious details made Ying Xiaoxiao feel even more doubtful about what was written in it.

"If it wasn't someone from the Dao Sect, then who could it have been?"

Seeing Ying Xiaoxiao nod, Ying Huanhuan scratched her head, baffled.

"I don't know." Ying Xiaoxiao sighed. "But we can be sure this person is very powerful."

Then Ying Xiaoxiao corrected herself. "Or rather, this person's methods are very powerful!"

"Big Sister, don't tell me you think everything written in this diary is true?"

Hearing Ying Xiaoxiao's words,

Ying Huanhuan looked at her in shock. "Big Sister, don't tell me I really am that so-called reincarnation of the Ice Master?"

"It's not just because of what's written in it."

Seeing her reaction, Ying Xiaoxiao explained, "It's also because of the other person's ability to do all this without anyone noticing, and because of this mysterious diary."

"As for whether you're the Ice Master's reincarnation..."

Ying Xiaoxiao paused, then continued, "We can ask Father. Won't we find out that way?"

"Right, Father! Father will definitely know where this diary came from."

At Ying Xiaoxiao's mention of their father, Ying Huanhuan's face lit up.

Her father

was the Dao Sect's leader, a Wheel Turning Realm expert.

What little trick could her father fail to see through?

"Hmph! I'll make Father drag that Lin Yang out. He wants me, Ying Huanhuan, to be your wife? I'll beat him until his head's covered in bumps first!"

Then Ying Xiaoxiao clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

"Come on, let's go together. I want to see what kind of person this Lin Yang is, too!"

Ying Xiaoxiao agreed.

With that, she prepared to push open the door and leave.

Seeing Ying Huanhuan standing there in a daze, Ying Xiaoxiao reminded her, "Come on. Don't tell me you've changed your mind?"

"N-no, Big Sister. The diary seems to have updated again!" Ying Huanhuan said, pointing at the book in her hands.

[Ah, I wonder what point in the timeline it is now. Is Lin Langtian dead yet?]

[But I heard the Blood Vulture Martial Arts School just moved to Great Eagle City, which means Lin Dong hasn't set out for Great Desolate County yet!]

[The Blood Vulture Martial Arts School will be wiped out by Lin Dong in half a year. That means Lin Dong won't arrive in Great Eagle City until then!]

[There's still half a year. Does that mean the Ancient Tomb of Sky Flame might not have opened yet? Has my wife Ling Qingzhu still not lost her virginity to Lin Dong?]

[Great! My wife Ling Qingzhu, wait for me. I'll save you first at the Ancient Tomb of Sky Flame, then go after the Dao Sect sisters, Ying Huanhuan and Ying Xiaoxiao!]

[This is great! But what am I even getting excited about? I'm just an ordinary person right now. Even if I go to the Ancient Tomb of Sky Flame, I won't be able to get inside. And even if I do, won't I just be cannon fodder?]

"Bah, you lecher! Who's your wife?"

"You're even thinking about those two women from the Dao Sect. Just let me find you, and you'll be sorry!"

Outside the main hall of the Nine Heavens Supreme Clarity Palace,

Ling Qingzhu read Lin Yang's updated diary, her brows furrowed so tightly they could crush a mosquito.

She was the Nine Heavens Supreme Clarity Palace's Saintess!

She cultivated the Supreme Induction Art, which required purity of both body and mind.

The diary's contents had nearly shattered the Supreme Heart State she had cultivated.

This was simply unacceptable!

Huff—

Ling Qingzhu took a deep breath, composed herself, and walked slowly into the hall.

"Master, you sent for me?"

Entering the hall, Ling Qingzhu looked at the otherworldly figure seated on a meditation cushion and bowed slightly.

"You're here."

The figure slowly turned around. A veil covered her face, and she held a whisk in her hand, seeming like an immortal from the celestial palace.

"Have you gained anything from your cultivation lately?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Ling Qingzhu bit her lip. "Master, do you know..."

Ling Qingzhu was just about to bring up the diary.

Suddenly, an indescribable pang gripped her heart and mind.

In a daze,

her face turned deathly pale, and Ling Qingzhu was shaken to the core.

She had a feeling that she couldn't speak about the diary. If she did, she would die.

"Know what?"

The Palace Mistress looked at Ling Qingzhu, her gaze profound.

"I wanted to ask whether you know if there are any Ancient Divine Artifacts in our Eastern Xuan Region."

Sensing the Palace Mistress's gaze, Ling Qingzhu changed the subject.

"Ancient Divine Artifacts..."

At Ling Qingzhu's question, the immortal-like woman fell into deep thought.

After a long while,

she finally spoke slowly. "Ancient Divine Artifacts were left behind by ancient experts. Each one possesses the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. Some are even more valuable than the Ancestral Symbols, those treasures born of heaven and earth."

"Possessing a treasure invites disaster. Even if there are Ancient Divine Artifacts in the Eastern Xuan Region, they're the foundations of super sects. They wouldn't be revealed lightly."

Possessing a treasure invites disaster?

Even these super sects in the Eastern Xuan Region weren't worthy of wielding Ancient Divine Artifacts?

Hearing her master's words,

Ling Qingzhu realized that she had been thinking far too simply before.

Take the Ancestral Stone, for example. It possessed the power of the Eight Ancestor Talismans. Never mind the Ancestral Stone—even if just one of the Eight Ancestor Talismans appeared in the Eastern Xuan Region,

it would throw the entire region into turmoil!

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