Bei Bei Was Powerless

[Congratulations, host. You have completed a day's diary. Random rewards are being distributed...]

Ding—

[Congratulations, host. Your Soul Power has increased by two levels, the age of all Soul Rings has increased by one thousand years, and you have received one level-six Soul Tool Milk Bottle and one level-seven Soul Tool Holy Sword.]

Listening to the system prompts, Ao Yao unconsciously curled his lip.

Compared to the absurdly high-multiplier rewards from the past few days, this reward could only be called mediocre—perhaps even terrible. But Ao Yao understood. Everyone had luck; whoever used theirs up first was the first to go.

If good items kept dropping one after another, Ao Yao might have started to panic instead.

At least this reward was quite practical. The Soul Tools could be used immediately, unlike those Soul Tool crafting materials from before, which had to be sent to an auction.

Come to think of it, Wang Dong'er was probably mentioned the most in the Diary just now, right?

Ao Yao considered himself a man of his word. Since he had already enjoyed Wang Dong'er's service, he had to get the job done for her. In that regard, he was quite trustworthy.

Thinking of this, Ao Yao could not help recalling last night's scene—Wang Dong'er using those fair, soft little hands to wash his feet.

Although Wang Dong'er had been pampered since childhood and was utterly unskilled at it, the feeling truly was extraordinary.

``` [Today's diary entry has concluded. The system is calculating...]

[Congratulations, Wang Dong'er. You appeared the most times in the diary and have received the following rewards:]

[The age of all Soul Rings has increased by one thousand years, your Soul Power Level has increased by one level, Sea God Tang San's perception has been obscured for three