A Brand New Passive Ability! Late Night... Buying White Silk!

Inside the dormitory of the Tianqing Bull Python Royal Academy.

Lin Chen sat cross-legged, the violent, turbulent sword intent surrounding his body gradually receding.

"Phew... it's finally over."

Just as he was preparing to get off the bed, the system's prompt tone echoed once again with a grand, majestic resonance.

[Diary completion rate reached 90%.]

[Host has received a system reward: one new diary entry slot! The brand-new diary has been issued to the owner.]

[Host has received a system reward: Sword Intent Domain.]

[Evolved from the fusion of the Heavenly Book intent and sword intent. Once activated, it creates an absolute domain within a certain radius, suppressing all things, while simultaneously enhancing the host's cultivation and deepening their comprehension, constantly perfecting itself.]

"Sword Intent Domain?"

Lin Chen's eyes exploded with brilliance. This was... a domain!

Even for a Title Douluo, it was extremely difficult to possess one.

And this Sword Intent Domain was the ultimate domain that perfectly matched the Zhu Xian Sword!

"System... you really are generous!"

Lin Chen laughed out loud.

Although it was currently only in its initial form, within the domain, the sharpness of the Zhu Xian Sword would definitely receive a terrifying boost. By then, its power would be truly fearsome.

He slowly reached out, his fingertips grazing the air, and actually stirred up a faint black rift.

That was the power of space!

"Not only is there a domain reward..."

"There's also an extra slot for someone who possesses my diary. I wonder who it will be..."

At the same time, in the deep night of Tiandou City.

The originally bustling city had already fallen into slumber, with only the street lamps casting dim yellow shadows on the roads.

On the most prosperous commercial street, a high-end clothing store with a flickering sign was preparing to close.

"Sigh, in this day and age, business is hard to do."

"Next time, I should switch to selling vegetables. Aside from the imperial princesses, who else cares about the beauty of their clothes..."

The shopkeeper was grumbling while preparing to lock up.

Suddenly, a petite, nimble figure darted into the store like a gust of wind.

The shopkeeper almost threw the keys in his hand.

"What the hell, who's there?!"

"Shopkeeper! Don't close the door!"

Mi Ruoxi was wearing a large hooded cloak at this moment, her delicate little face flushed red.

Her voice was extremely soft, as if she were conducting some kind of secret transaction.

The shopkeeper was stunned.

"This young lady, the shop is already closed. You are..."

Mi Ruoxi didn't speak, directly pulling a golden-glittering soul coin card from her pocket and slamming it onto the counter.

"Closed? What kind of closed? I have plenty of money!"

One of her hands pointed toward the display rack on the wall. Hanging there were thin, delicate...

Different styles of... white silk stockings.

Thin, delicate, and embroidered with flowers...

"That pair, that pair, and that one too..."

Mi Ruoxi's pretty face was burning, and even through the veil, one could feel her embarrassment.

She gritted her teeth and waved her hand boldly. "One of each style, wrap them all up for me!"

The shopkeeper: "Huh?!"

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded. He had seen many young ladies buying jewelry, but he had never seen anyone want to buy all the white silk in the store.

He still couldn't react!

"This... young lady, are you sure you want them all? These..."

"Shut up! Hurry up and pack them!"

Mi Ruoxi was so anxious she stomped her feet, her heart having already died a thousand times over.

If it weren't for that damn diary that wouldn't stop updating, she would never have come out in the middle of the night to do such an embarrassing thing.

A moment later, Mi Ruoxi took a large package of white lace.

Like a startled little rabbit, she vanished into the night in an instant.

The shopkeeper scratched his head, just about to close the door again, when he felt a gust of wind blow past.

A tall, slender figure with an extremely sharp aura appeared before the counter like a ghost.

Mi Ruoxi's expression remained as indifferent as ever.

"Shopkeeper, I want... a piece of lace."

Mi Ruoxi's voice was soft, yet carried an unquestionable sense of resolve.

The shopkeeper's mouth fell open. "Another one?"

He hurriedly handed Mi Ruoxi a piece of high-quality material.

Mi Ruoxi took the lace, then glanced down at her own tight-fitting black outfit.

Mi Ruoxi: "..."

Black leather and white lace.

Even her own strange aesthetic found it a bit difficult to reconcile with her cold personality.

"Shopkeeper."

Mi Ruoxi spoke again, her tone slightly awkward. "Give me another set of... light-colored casual clothes that can match this lace."

"Alright! Coming right up!"

The shopkeeper felt like he was dreaming today; two beauties coming in one after another to buy the same thing.

Mi Ruoxi took the package, her figure flashed, and she once again disappeared into the darkness.

The shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his brow, once again preparing to lock the door.

But before he could even reach for the latch, two extremely imposing, heavy-as-a-mountain black shadows slammed into the shop entrance!

"Hey! Don't be in such a rush to close the door!"

That majestic voice made the shopkeeper's legs go weak, nearly causing him to kneel.

He saw two men with dignified appearances and stern, rugged faces staring straight at him.

They were none other than the Snake Demon Yulong and the Wild Boar Demon, who had changed into casual clothes.

"Shopkeeper..."

Yulong coughed, his old face turning red.

For a titled demon like him, this was even more embarrassing than going out to kill someone!

But he had no choice! His Young Master was throwing a tantrum over there, and what could he do?

No matter what it took, he had to buy the best quality white lace before dawn!

For the sake of the Young Master's grand plan, these two titled demons had to swallow their pride.

"Two sirs... what are your instructions?"

The shopkeeper was about to cry. It was three in the morning.

What kind of madness was this!

The Snake Demon and the Wild Boar Demon looked at each other, both seeing the same kind of "I want to die" despair in the other's eyes.

In the end, it was the Snake Demon who gritted his teeth, his voice booming like a thunderclap, shaking the entire shop.

"Shopkeeper! Bring out the best white lace you have in the shop!"

The shopkeeper was stunned.

Completely stunned.

Two burly, fierce-looking men.

Breaking into the shop at three in the morning, looking like they were about to rob the place, only to demand white lace when they opened their mouths.

"Two sirs, is this for your wives? Or..."

The shopkeeper asked tentatively.

"Stop with the nonsense! Just bring it out!"

The Snake Demon couldn't help but want to slap the shopkeeper's mouth shut.

An awkward silence spread through the shop.

The Wild Boar Demon whispered, "Hey, why do you think the Young Master wants this stuff?"

"Could it be that the Young Master wants to seduce that kid..."

The Snake Demon replied, "Shut your mouth! Is the Young Master's mind something you can guess? Hurry up and take it and go, I can't even swallow my own saliva standing in this place anymore!"

The shopkeeper tremblingly handed over the last remaining dry-cleaned white lace.

The two elders each grabbed a small, purple-skinned child and, with a flicker of their figures, fled in a panic.

The old shopkeeper stood blankly at the shop entrance, staring at the desolate Demon King's Royal Road.

"The Demon World... it's definitely finished." He muttered to himself.

Meanwhile, in the same Demon King's Royal Family academy, Inside a single-occupancy dormitory filled with a sense of warmth, bathed in moonlight, a brand-new diary slowly appeared on the table to the side.