I Create a Fantasy Diary, and All the Heroines Have Collapsed

"Senior Brother..."

The contents of the diary she had seen earlier kept replaying in her mind, and now she was constantly flipping through the Diary Instance.

Looking at it again, she had truly experienced so much!

How much hardship had she endured, how many trials had she faced?

The future...

What kind of world would it be?

There were many moments when she truly wanted to confess to her Senior Brother, to ask him properly about the future.

But...

She ultimately didn't have the courage.

However, at this moment, The Diary Instance shone brightly, automatically flipping to the latest page.

[Demoness? Why is she here?]

As soon as she read the first line, Ling Qianxue's previous thoughts vanished, and she stared intently at the diary's contents.

"Demoness? You mean Murong Dieyi!?"

She gritted her teeth and continued reading.

The person Senior Brother most wanted to see and missed the most?

This...

She had read this part before, and at the time, she hadn't felt anything.

But upon seeing it again, Ling Qianxue's heart ached, and she felt agitated.

"Didn't the Demon Sect stop participating in the Southern Region's grand ceremony hundreds of years ago? Why are they going now?"

"Could it be that Murong Dieyi heard about Senior Brother's deeds and went because of him?!"

The thought made her clench her fists.

Damn it, damn it!

If only she had gone too!

After finishing the diary, Ling Qianxue could no longer remain calm; her heart grew increasingly restless.

"Why is Senior Brother so good to her? Am I... am I not worthy?"

For the first time, she started overthinking, biting her lip tightly.

But upon careful consideration, she wasn't yet Senior Brother's woman.

Even though that was the case, she couldn't help but feel her eyes sting and get incredibly angry!

Meanwhile, The Great Yu Dynasty.

At this moment, Su Youwei had finished reading Su Changqing's updated diary. She stood with her hands on her hips, puffing out her cheeks, looking quite adorable!

"Aiya, that Demoness, that vixen, actually went to the ceremony?"

"Hmph hmph hmph... Su Changqing, you stinky man, you're so fickle!"

She pouted, muttering with displeasure.

She glanced again, Then she simply stopped reading. The more she read, the more she felt like she was being neglected.

Was she... jealous?

Pah, pah, pah...

Su Youwei stomped her foot, then couldn't help but look at the diary again.

"Su Changqing has to protect her? Doesn't he have to protect me?"

"I'm younger than the Demoness, aren't I? Shouldn't he mention me more?"

She mumbled, glaring fiercely with her bright eyes.

No way!

Ling Qianxue and Murong Dieyi have both seen Su Changqing; she had to see if there was any chance to meet him too.

Otherwise, this guy would forget himself!

After making up her mind, Su Youwei hummed again, muttering to herself.

"What kind of person is he?"

She propped her chin on the table, her eyes full of curiosity.

Sacred Palace, At this moment...

Murong Dieyi, who was walking towards Su Changqing, stared blankly at the Diary Instance that had appeared before her.

[Dieyi, the one I miss and think about the most, you are right in front of me now!]

[Dieyi, it's really been a long time...]

She looked at the words in the diary, her heart trembling.

This...

Looking at Su Changqing, who was already standing before her, she lost the cold arrogance she had as a Demoness in the Demon Sect. Her heart pounded.

These words made her entire face flush.

Especially after finishing reading the diary's contents, Murong Dieyi's heart fluttered like a startled deer, and she became even more curious about the future. Would she really fall in love with this man before her?

"Why am I feeling this way..."

She looked into Su Changqing's deep eyes, her heart beating even faster.

This sense of worldly weariness and the tenderness in his eyes didn't seem fake!

This...

Just as she couldn't contain her emotions, Murong Dieyi quickly stopped thinking about it and instead glanced calmly at Su Changqing in front of her.

"Murong Dieyi of the Demon Sect, greetings to the Dao Yi Holy Son."

"I am representing the Demon Sect at this ceremony, and I happened to hear that the Dao Yi Holy Son swept through the top five of the Heavenly Talent Ranking single-handedly a few days ago. Seeing you now, you truly live up to your reputation."

"I wonder if you would be willing to sit down and discuss the Dao with me?"

She spoke with a cold and beautiful expression, showing no hint of her inner turmoil.

As soon as she spoke, the disciples of the Demon Sect exchanged glances.

Su Changqing, looking at Murong Dieyi's still cold and beautiful expression, couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

She's putting on a good act...

He muttered to himself, but his eyes were full of tenderness as he chuckled, "That's exactly what I intended."

Facing Su Changqing's reply, Murong Dieyi was slightly taken aback, her eyes narrowed as she asked with a hint of teasing, "Aren't you afraid... I'll suddenly make a move on you?"

"I'm not afraid."

"Why aren't you afraid? I'm from the Demon Sect."

"If you want my life, you can have it anytime."

Su Changqing's eyes were deep, his face etched with more weariness. He leaned in slightly, whispering close to Murong Dieyi's ear.

At this moment, Murong Dieyi's expression turned blank, and her body trembled slightly.

"You... you... you..."