"Hahaha!"
"Ancestor Lin Feng really was a romantic, huh? Nice! Young people should learn to enjoy themselves!"
"Young men who aren't romantic waste their youth. Ancestor is a role model for us all!"
"Cultivation? We've got plenty of time! We might as well do something meaningful while we're young!"
"I get it! I get it!"
"I'd like to ask, where near the Xuanqing Sect can we find a place with courtesans and music?"
After reading the entire Diary, the Xuanqing Sect disciples were all whispering among themselves.
Smiles spread across their faces.
The fighting spirit they had just managed to kindle—the resolve to cultivate diligently and work hard for the sect's rise—vanished in an instant.
Yan Changkong stood on the steps, staring at the scene with wide eyes, speechless for a long time.
This was bad!
Ancestor, you've lost your mind!
Yan Changkong had planned to use today to give the new disciples a proper lesson, but he hadn't expected the Diary's contents to have nothing to do with cultivation.
Beside him, Great Elder Chen Xiu lowered his head and smiled wryly without saying a word.
This whole act had been staged by him and Yan Changkong together. Now that they'd backed themselves into a corner, he didn't know what to say either.
"Ahem—"
Yan Changkong's eyes darted about, and he hurriedly said:
"Quiet down. Don't misunderstand Ancestor's intentions. He was young and reckless back then, troubled by love. It's only natural that he did some foolish things, isn't it?"
"Of course, it was only temporary. Otherwise, how could he have become a Great Emperor? Take this as a warning!"
Great Elder Chen Xiu's eyes lit up. He secretly admired Yan Changkong.
He'd actually managed to smooth that over!
If he was the sect master, then losing to him had been no shame.
The disciples quieted down too, the excitement on their faces fading somewhat.
They looked thoughtful.
Come to think of it, Ancestor Lin Feng must have been caught up in love for a time, unable to bear parting with his beloved and suffering the agony of being separated from her.
That was why he'd done something so foolish. But it certainly couldn't have troubled him for long.
Otherwise, how could he have become an unparalleled Great Emperor?
"We should learn from Ancestor's virtues, but we shouldn't repeat the hardships he endured."
Seeing that he'd persuaded the new disciples, Yan Changkong hurriedly added:
"Take this as a warning!"
"When you're out adventuring, don't casually treat injured female cultivators. The prettier they are, the more dangerous they are. Even if they don't kill you afterward, you might still fall in love and let it interfere with your cultivation."
The sect master had gone this far, so Great Elder Chen Xiu had to come out and add a few words in agreement.
Chen Xiu pondered for a moment, then said, "Indeed. Even Ancestor Lin Feng nearly fell into the trap and lost himself!"
"Think about it. If you met a peerless beauty like Ancestor's wife, could you keep your wits about you?"
After that one-two punch, all the disciples were a little dazed.
They nodded woodenly, one after another.
It all made sense!
Great Elder Chen Xiu seized the opportunity to say, "Take an old man's advice: don't seek a Dao companion before breaking through to the Golden Core stage."
"Devoting yourself to cultivation is the right path!"
Yan Changkong glanced at him in surprise, thinking that the Great Elder had finally seen the light.
He immediately said, "Exactly. I think we can add this to the sect's cultivation guidelines for disciples."
"Don't seek a Dao companion too early. Focus your thoughts on cultivation."
Jade Pool Holy Land.
In a secret realm deep within the Holy Land.
The scenery here was wondrous and unique, with towering mountains and flowing water, as well as a verdant, emerald pool. A crystal-clear lotus grew from the water.
There were three lotuses in all, each the size of an acre. Cultivating atop one of them not only greatly increased the speed at which one absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
It also improved one's comprehension of the Great Dao.
Yuan Ruoyu was sitting atop one of the Crystal Lotuses now, a rosy blush appearing on her face.
"Lowlife! What did you mean, I threw myself into your arms..."
"Even if I did, you couldn't write it in your Diary!"
Yuan Ruoyu thought in mortified embarrassment. Fortunately, Lin Feng hadn't said which Holy Land it was in the Diary.
Otherwise, where would that leave her dignity as a Holy Venerable?
Yuan Ruoyu suddenly thought of something. Her face grew even redder, and she chuckled:
"And you said your legs were sore and numb, and you had to lean on the wall to leave the cave. You've got some nerve saying that, when I was the one..."
As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer, until it could no longer be heard.
She seemed to recall that burning sensation she'd felt when she left back then.
But now, Yuan Ruoyu had finally confirmed one thing: Black Silk really was just what she'd suspected.
It had nothing to do with cultivation.
It was clothing related to the legs.
Liyue Immortal Dynasty.
Ye Qingge was watching the Diary alone in her bedchamber today.
The Little Leather Doll in her hand had already been squeezed into a wrinkled mess.
"Vixen!"
"How dare you seduce my Xiao Fengfeng? Hmph! Just let me find out who you are!"
"Then I'll show you who the real wife is!"
Ye Qingge exclaimed angrily, then squeezed the Little Leather Doll in her hand again and gritted her teeth. "Stop flirting with other women, understand? Otherwise, I'll castrate you!"
Suddenly, she thought of something else.
The corners of Ye Qingge's lips curled into a smile. "Hehe, it seems this Black Silk isn't anything good either!"
"I wonder which you like better, that or the Bikini you gave me?"
As she spoke, Ye Qingge had already taken a set of clothes from her storage ring.
It was as thin as a cicada's wing!
And its style was completely unlike the clothing of this world—extremely simple and brazen.
There wasn't much fabric at all. Some parts were held together with just a few strands of transparent Ice Spirit Silkworm Silk.
Ye Qingge's pretty face flushed scarlet as she murmured, "I've kept the Bikini you gave me all this time!"
She couldn't help recalling how the two of them had met.
Not long after they first met, Lin Feng had said he wanted to give her a gift—a piece of clothing.
It was a garment unlike any other in this world!
He'd created it especially for her, and called it a Bikini.
Lin Feng's only request was that she put it on so he could admire her in it.
He'd described it in such glowing terms that Ye Qingge had been tempted. She agreed on the spot.
After all, Lin Feng had poured his heart and soul into creating it for her.
It would have been unreasonable not to let him see it even once.
And so Lin Feng brought out the Bikini...
After Ye Qingge saw it, her face flushed red and her expression turned icy. She drew her sword then and there, shouting, "You lecher! How dare you harass me!"
"I'll kill you!"
The two of them erupted into a great battle, fighting hundreds of exchanges without a winner.
He fled!
She pursued!
Who would have thought that all sorts of bizarre and strange things would happen along the way?
In the end, Lin Feng still got what he wanted...
Decades after the two of them met.
One day.
Lin Feng said he'd found a Natural Spirit Spring in his cave abode. It was rich in all kinds of heavenly and earthly essences, and bathing in it could not only improve one's cultivation, but also restore the skin to a youthful state.
Ye Qingge was tempted. She couldn't resist...
After Lin Feng sweet-talked her, she finally put on the Bikini and let him admire her to his heart's content.
After that, Lin Feng often invited her to bathe in the spirit spring together.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman, spending time together again and again...
"Lowlife, all you ever do is sweet-talk me!"
Ye Qingge snapped out of her thoughts. Just then, the light barrier outside the bedchamber lit up again.
The Diary's contents were being revealed once more.
She gritted her teeth. "I want to see just how much you're still hiding from me!"
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