Ning Rongrong: I Already Guessed It

In the shadows of a corner, Yu Tiancheng let out a soft breath, dispelling the stealth and disguise state of the "Mysterious Cloak." His figure solidified once more in the dim light of the stairwell's turn.

He felt the slight drain of Soul Power within him and the continued ease of controlling the cloak as if it were an extension of his own arm. The corners of his lips curved into a satisfied arc.

"The effect is even better than I expected. I taught those two a lesson, didn't expose myself, and still left them with a sense of mystery... Hmm, I have something to write about in tonight's diary."

He didn't return to the main hall immediately. Instead, using the shadows as cover, he silently went upstairs and back to the room he had booked in advance.

Closing the door and securing the bolt, he leaned against it, quietly replaying the brief yet thrilling scene from earlier.

The pent-up frustration from the original plotline in his chest had finally dissipated considerably.

"This disgusting plotline involving Blue Sunshine Academy, at least they weren't completely humiliated according to the 'script.' Although the change isn't huge, at least... I feel better."

He walked to the window, pushed it open a crack, letting the cool night air flow in. He looked at the gradually lighting town outside and the blurred, massive silhouette of the forest in the distance, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts.

"I need to plan tonight's entry carefully. Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's faces, the details of their embarrassment... The reactions of the Shrek group? Especially Zhao Wuji's seriousness and Tang San's confusion."

"Oh, and the warning from that 'mysterious senior' and the mention of Flender..."

A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes.

"Anyway, only I read this diary, so I can write whatever I want, vent to my heart's content! The system won't rat me out."

"Also, Meng Yiran should have entered the forest today, but probably didn't find anything?"

"Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue... Never mind, why think about them? They have nothing to do with me."

"Aunt Liu Erlong... If she knew I took such a risk, she'd scold me to death, but she probably won't find out."

Countless clues, possibilities, and expectations intertwined in his mind.

This diary had long ceased to be merely a tool for recording and obtaining rewards. It was his unique space for organizing his thoughts, venting his emotions, and even planning for the future.

He lit the Soul Guiding Lamp and sat at the table. His consciousness sank into his mind, and the illusory diary, emitting a faint glow, reappeared. With a mental command, a new chapter began to flow:

[Outer town of Star Dou Forest, settled in. Didn't expect to encounter a "famous scene" so soon -- Shrek and Blue Sunshine's conflict]

[Witnessed firsthand, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's arrogant and aggressive faces as they initiated the trouble, more repulsive than any written description]

[Relying on a bit of talent and background, they acted high and mighty, making crude remarks about a female student from Blue Sunshine Academy, and then twisted things around when asked for an apology]

[Zhao Wuji was watching from upstairs and didn't intervene, what kind of teaching atmosphere is this... tsk]

[However, the "script" for tonight was slightly altered.]

[Seeing their behavior was really annoying, so I quietly tried out a new gadget I just got]

[When Dai Mubai charged forward, I added some "spice" under his feet, nearly making him face-plant. His expression was priceless]

[Ma Hongjun was even funnier. His Phoenix Fireline fizzled out with a "poof" just as he conjured it, his Soul Power even flickered, his chubby face turned beet red, like a fat chicken with its neck squeezed, haha!]

[Zhao Wuji and Tang San didn't even notice me. Purple Demon Eye and Spirit Scan don't seem to be very effective]

[It seems the cloak's stealth and interference capabilities are indeed powerful]

[I even simulated a voice to warn them, and casually mentioned Dean Flender]

[Looking at Zhao Wuji's changing expression, he's probably wondering what kind of "senior" it was]

[The people from Blue Sunshine Academy took the opportunity to slip away, probably quite scared too]

[On the Shrek side, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun looked like they'd swallowed flies, Tang San had a look of deep thought, Xiao Wu seemed a bit displeased but also curious]

[Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were also present, they looked quite vigilant, I wonder what they're thinking]

[But they definitely wouldn't guess that the person who caused the trouble just now was nearby, and is a Soul Master about their own age?]

[Heh heh, this feeling of hiding in the dark and controlling everything is quite exhilarating]

[Speaking of which, Meng Yiran should have entered the forest by now?]

[I hope she can find a suitable Soul Beast smoothly this time and isn't intercepted by the "Protagonist Group" again, though it's highly unlikely. The Peerless Dragon Snake couple better step up]

[Alright, vented enough, feeling much better]

[Tomorrow, we officially enter Star Dou Great Forest, objective: Second Soul Ring! Time Dragon Emperor, show some favor and send a suitable Soul Beast!]

[Diary entry complete.]

[Rewards will be settled uniformly at dawn the following day.]

After writing the last word, Yu Tiancheng felt his mind relax, as if all the frustration and excitement of the night had been poured into these words only he could see.

He blew out the Soul Guiding Lamp and lay down fully clothed, gradually drifting into dreamland amidst thoughts of anticipating tomorrow's rewards and forest adventure.

Unbeknownst to him, the diary content he considered absolutely private was being simultaneously displayed on a special instance.

In the hearts of several female readers of various identities, it stirred far more intense ripples than ever before.

Outer area of Star Dou Great Forest, Shrek camp.

The bonfire crackled, dispelling the chill and dampness of the forest.

After the incident at the inn, Zhao Wuji decided to travel a stretch that night, setting up camp at the edge of the forest to let the students calm down and avoid as much trouble as possible.

Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu were in their tents. After a simple tidy-up, the three of them almost simultaneously felt the warmth and pulse of the diary instance in their embrace.

They tacitly kept quiet, each finding a relatively hidden posture, leaning or sitting, and sinking their consciousness into the diary.

Ning Rongrong's gaze first fell on the comment about "teaching style."

When she saw the merciless criticism of Shrek's "teaching style," her slender fingertips trembled slightly, and she subconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt.

As the carefully cultivated heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she understood too well what "upbringing" and "sect tradition" meant; they concerned the foundation and reputation of a power.

Yu Tiancheng's brief "tsk" was like a basin of cold water, dousing the vague good impression she had of Shrek's "uniqueness." In its place was a burning embarrassment of being exposed—

The academy she chose was viewed this way by outsiders?

And when she read "They definitely wouldn't guess," a mixed emotion of shame, annoyance, and unwillingness to admit defeat surged in her heart.

"Who wouldn't guess?"

She snorted inwardly, but immediately, a deeper shock seized her—

"System rewards," "cloaks," "Tang San and Zhao Wuji didn't discover it"... The words behind these represented powers and treasures far beyond her understanding.

The merchant bloodline awakened within her, allowing her to quickly assess: this Yu Tiancheng was not only an interesting "recorder" but also potentially a "treasure trove" with immense potential.

Approaching him, understanding him, might bring unexpected gains.

A new curiosity and calculation, based on considerations of profit, quietly grew in her heart.