Bah, Who's Your Wife?

Chapter 4: 004: Pfft, Who's Your Wife?

"Lin Yang?!"

At this, Ying Huanhuan froze on the spot.

"Sis, you don't happen to have one of these too, do you?"

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

Seeing the diary in Ying Huanhuan's hand, Ying Xiaoxiao's cheeks flushed crimson. She exclaimed in shock and anger, "You have one too?"

A long moment passed.

The two sat in the room, staring at each other wide-eyed.

"Sis, when I said I was going to find you earlier, it was actually about this diary too."

Looking at the booklet Ying Xiaoxiao had also taken out, Ying Huanhuan furrowed her delicate brows and asked, "Sis, do you really not know this person named Lin Yang?"

"Mm." Ying Xiaoxiao nodded.

If she did know him, she wouldn't have come to find Ying Huanhuan.

At first!

Ying Xiaoxiao had thought it was the work of a Dao Sect disciple, but now that she saw the booklet in Ying Huanhuan's hand, she dismissed that notion.

The reason was simple.

She was the senior disciple of Heaven Hall.

And the daughter of Ying Xuanzi, the Dao Sect's leader.

Throughout the entire Dao Sect, who would have the audacity to provoke her and Ying Huanhuan?

Not to mention the disciples—even the elders usually treated her with a measure of respect.

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

Moreover.

The Dao Sect, as a super sect of the Eastern Xuan Region, had a Wheel Turning Realm powerhouse stationed within.

Who could possibly infiltrate the Dao Sect silently and place these two booklets in her and Ying Huanhuan's rooms?

If someone truly could.

They would at least be at the Wheel Turning Realm. Why would a powerhouse of that level bother with something so meaningless?

What puzzled Ying Xiaoxiao even more was this.

Earlier, she had asked the Dao Sect disciples, and no one else could see this booklet.

When Ying Xiaoxiao was about to mention the diary.

A violent surge of unease suddenly rose in her heart, as if uttering the word "diary" would mean her death.

Yet when she faced Ying Huanhuan.

She didn't feel that way.

Was it because Ying Huanhuan also had a diary?

These layers of mystery left Ying Xiaoxiao filled with doubt and suspicion about the contents of the diary.

"Not someone from the Dao Sect? Then who could it be..."

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

"I don't know." Ying Xiaoxiao sighed softly. "But what's certain is that this person is very strong."

At that, Ying Xiaoxiao corrected herself: "Or rather, this person's methods are formidable!"

"Sis, you don't actually think everything written in this diary is real, do you?"

Hearing Ying Xiaoxiao's words.

Ying Huanhuan stared at her in shock. "Sis, don't tell me I really am that Ice Master reincarnated?"

"It's not just the content."

At this, Ying Xiaoxiao turned to Ying Huanhuan and explained, "It's also because of the other party's silent methods and this mysterious diary."

"As for whether you're the Ice Master reincarnated..."

Pausing mid-sentence, Ying Xiaoxiao continued, "We'll just go ask Father, won't we?"

"That's right! There's still Father. He's sure to know the origin of this diary."

At the mention of their father, a look of delight appeared on Ying Huanhuan's face.

Her father.

Was the Dao Sect's leader, a Wheel Turning Realm powerhouse.

What petty trick could escape her father's insight?

"Hmph! I'm definitely going to have Father drag out this Lin Yang and make him marry me—Ying Huanhuan—so I can beat him black and blue first!"

With that, Ying Xiaoxiao clenched her fist and ground her teeth.

"Let's go together. I also want to see just what kind of background this Lin Yang has!"

Ying Xiaoxiao agreed.

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

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

"No, no, sis. That diary seems to have updated again!" Ying Huanhuan pointed at the book in her hand.

[Ah, I wonder what point in the timeline it is now. Is that Lin Langtian dead or not?]

[Still, I heard the Blood Vulture Martial Arts School in Great Eagle City just moved here. That means Lin Dong hasn't set out for Great Desolate County yet!]

[The Blood Vulture Martial Arts School gets wiped out by Lin Dong half a year from now. So Lin Dong won't arrive in Great Eagle City for another six months!]

[With half a year left, doesn't that mean the Ancient Tomb of Sky Flame might not have opened yet? Ling Qingzhu hasn't lost herself to Lin Dong yet?]

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

[How sweet! But what am I even happy about? I'm just an ordinary person now. Even if I go to the Ancient Tomb of Sky Flame, I can't get in. And if I do, won't I just be cannon fodder?]

"Tch, you lecher. Who's your wife?"

"And you're even eyeing those two girls from the Dao Sect. Don't let me find you, or else!"

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

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

She was the Saintess of the Nine Heavens Supreme Clarity Palace!

The art she cultivated was the Supreme Induction Art, which required a pure mind and body.

Today, the diary's content nearly shattered the Supreme Heart Realm she had painstakingly maintained in her daily practice.

How utterly improper!

Hoo—

Ling Qingzhu took a deep breath, steadied her thoughts, and walked slowly into the main hall.

"Master, you summoned me?"

Entering the hall, Ling Qingzhu looked at the ethereal figure seated upright on a cushion in the center and cupped her hands slightly.

"You're here."

That ethereal figure slowly turned around, a light veil over her face and a whisk in hand, like an immortal from the celestial palace.

"Have you gained anything in your recent cultivation?"

"I've disappointed you, Master." At this, Ling Qingzhu bit her rosy lip lightly. "Master, do you know—"

She was about to bring up the diary.

Suddenly, an indescribable dread seized Ling Qingzhu's mind.

In a daze!

Her face turned pale, and her expression shook violently.

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

"Know what?"

The Palace Master's gaze fell on Ling Qingzhu, deep and probing.

"Disciple was wondering if Master knows whether there are any Ancient Divine Artifacts in the Eastern Xuan Region?"

Sensing the Palace Master's stare, Ling Qingzhu pivoted the conversation.

"Ancient Divine Artifacts..."

Hearing Ling Qingzhu's words, that immortal gaze showed a flicker of contemplation.

A long moment passed!

Then she spoke slowly: "Ancient Divine Artifacts are relics left by ancient powerhouses. Each one possesses world-shaking might. Some Ancient Divine Artifacts hold value surpassing even the Ancestor Talismans and other such heavenly treasures."

"To possess a treasure is to invite disaster. Even if the Eastern Xuan Region has Ancient Divine Artifacts, they are the foundation of a superpower and are not easily revealed."

To possess a treasure is to invite disaster?

Even the superpowers of the Eastern Xuan Region aren't worthy of controlling Ancient Divine Artifacts?

Hearing her master's words.

Ling Qingzhu realized she had been thinking too simply before.

Take the Ancestral Stone, for example—it holds the power of the Eight Ancestor Talismans. Let alone the Ancestral Stone, even a single one of the Eight Ancestor Talismans appearing in the Eastern Xuan Region.

Would stir upheaval across the entire Eastern Xuan Region!

(End of chapter)