The Alluring Young Wife, and the Acting Skills Going Wild

[Martial Soul Hall Pope: My soul power level is indeed higher, but the main reason was my carelessness.]

[Martial Soul Hall Pope: Next time, it won't be like this.]

[I Have No Mother: ???]

[I Have No Mother: You think there'll be a next time? With Tang Hao stirred up like this by you now, who knows where he's taken Tang San to hide? How are you going to find him?]

[I Have No Mother: Forget it, you're just a useless vase. Let the Group Members do the heavy lifting—you can just be a carried mutt and coast along.]

Notting Academy.

In the Principal's Office, Bibi Dong furiously slammed the Black Diary Copy onto the desk.

This "I Have No Mother" was always butting heads with her. Every time she got Attacked, that person charged to the front lines, never stopping their stream of mockery.

If she ever found out who it was, she'd beat them black and blue.

Calming her inner rage, Bibi Dong picked up the Black Diary Copy from the desk, focused her mind, and stowed it away.

Her vast Mental Power sensed Lin Chen's arrival.

She still had to toy with this Lin Chen properly, to settle the score.

Hearing the knock at the door, Bibi Dong put on the Pope's domineering, cold demeanor, her eyes brimming with chill.

"Enter."

The door swung open, and Bibi Dong laid eyes on the Diary Owner, Lin Chen. A glint of sharp light flickered in her eyes.

"This Lin Chen has a fine face—no wonder he's so narcissistic in the diary copy. He's got the foundation for it."

In Bibi Dong's view, Lin Chen's appearance was already at the top tier of the world.

Cute yet handsome, he exuded an ethereal, otherworldly aura.

This instantly lifted Bibi Dong's irritable mood.

At the same time.

Lin Chen was sizing up Bibi Dong, a figure who only existed in a fictional world—the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his Previous Life or this one.

Her features were exquisite, like a Goddess descending to the mortal realm. Her deep purple eyes were as profound as a well, and beneath her straight, delicate nose was a pair of sensual, red lips.

Her skin was a cold, porcelain white, made even more luminous and translucent against the dark purple papal robes.

Her figure could only be described as a Worldly Beauty—curves in all the right places, a slender waist, outlining a stunning, delicate silhouette.

Her long, shapely legs were sheathed in thin Purple Stockings, perfectly showcasing their proud length, delivering an intense visual assault.

Without a doubt, Bibi Dong was at her most beautiful moment.

The most alluring part was her Mature Woman aura, which nearly made Lin Chen lose himself.

"Ah, everyone hates the Secret Chamber Douluo, but everyone wants to be the Secret Chamber Douluo."

Only now did Lin Chen understand Qian Xunji's joy—truly like ascending to immortality.

If Bibi Dong was this beautiful, then Qian Renxue must be even more so, since the Little Angel was the face of Douluo Continent.

At this, Lin Chen couldn't help but marvel at the perks of crossing into the cultivation world.

A beauty like this couldn't exist outside of it.

Right now, the fire of desire was slowly kindling in Lin Chen's eyes.

As a normal man, who wouldn't want to wake up holding power over the world and sleep drunk with a beauty in their arms?

Bibi Dong might have a poor character, but she was stunningly gorgeous, and she carried that Young Wife aura.

What man inheriting the spirit of Cao Cao could refuse such a woman?

As they sized each other up, Bibi Dong spoke first, her tone carrying a chill that kept people at arm's length.

"Lin Chen, I heard your martial soul is a pig. Release it and let me see."

Hearing this, Lin Chen sighed inwardly, "Just as I thought."

The only thing about him worth Bibi Dong's attention was his martial soul, the Golden Dragon—the same version as Jade Little Sword's Luo San Pao.

But Lin Chen wondered, what was Bibi Dong's angle?

He'd already accurately mentioned the Golden Dragon's evolution method in the diary, and he was certain Jade Little Sword's Luo San Pao couldn't evolve like his.

Because Jade Little Sword had already ruined his martial soul—unless he got some heaven-defying treasure to mend the martial soul and the soul master's origin.

Though puzzled, Lin Chen still summoned his martial soul as Bibi Dong instructed.

As soon as the Golden Dragon appeared, it wanted to nuzzle its master, hoping Lin Chen would feed it some True Dragon Meat.

But it quickly sensed the terrifying soul power fluctuations nearby, making it cautious, its eyes locked on Bibi Dong.

If danger came to harm its master Lin Chen, it would have to step over the Golden Dragon's corpse first.

"Your Majesty, my martial soul underwent a Benign Mutation a few days ago. It's no longer the pig it was, but has gradually evolved into a dragon."

Lin Chen smiled, speaking respectfully to Bibi Dong.

"So this is the evolved form of Luo San Pao? It's already starting to show the domineering might of a dragon martial soul."

Watching Lin Chen's Martial Soul, the Golden Dragon, Bibi Dong felt even more disappointed in Jade Little Sword.

As the owner of the Diary Copy, she knew exactly what Lin Chen had fed his Martial Soul to evolve it into a detached Martial Soul with Dragon-type Soul Beast traits.

Thinking back to how Jade Little Sword had raised Luo San Pao—feeding him carrots, completely wasting the Golden Holy Dragon bloodline within him—she couldn't help but sneer.

"So it really was a sudden Benign Mutation, and not some deliberate method of evolution?"

"Lin Chen, if I find out you're lying to me, the consequences will be dire."

Bibi Dong's killing intent slowly seeped out, enveloping Lin Chen. The bone-chilling murderous aura made him gasp for air.

This Lin Chen was truly dishonest, full of lies—did he really think she, Bibi Dong, didn't know the truth?

"What's Bibi Dong doing? Is she trying to scare me?"

Feeling that piercing killing intent descend, Lin Chen's whole body went numb. Was Bibi Dong really this petty and bored?

All he'd done was call her a "stupid woman" a few times in the diary. Was that worth scaring him like this?

If he hadn't guessed that Bibi Dong had a copy of the diary, he might actually have been frightened by that bone-chilling aura.

But since he knew Bibi Dong was trying to intimidate him, Lin Chen got interested. Wasn't this just a contest of acting?

He, Lin Chen, might just win an Oscar for Best Actor.

The next moment.

Lin Chen's body began to tremble slightly, and his speech started to falter.

"Y-your... Majesty, I'm innocent."

"I'm just an orphan, barely literate. How would I know any method of evolution?"

As he explained, Lin Chen directly hugged Bibi Dong's crossed leg, clad in Purple Stockings, his eyes filled with fear and pleading.

Seeing Lin Chen so terrified of her, Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction.

"Mm, that's how it should be. You dared to slander This Seat so much in your diary—now you know fear, don't you?"

Lin Chen's fearful reaction brought a surge of pleasure to Bibi Dong's heart.

He trash-talked This Seat wildly in the diary, but when he actually faced This Seat in reality, he still had to kneel and beg for mercy.