If there is a next time, I will have you castrated!

Yuan Ruoyu stared at the final lines of the diary, stunned for a moment, her face flushing a deep, brilliant red.

She looked succulent and delicate.

It was as if a fairy had descended into the mortal world; she lost a bit of her ethereal detachment, but gained a touch of feminine tenderness.

"This section is unsuitable for children, ten thousand words omitted..."

Yuan Ruoyu murmured to herself, the scene from back then involuntarily surfacing in her mind.

For a cultivator, both physical constitution and memory far exceed those of an ordinary mortal.

And the time she spent with Lin Feng in the Cloudfall Mountain Range was the most cherished and happiest chapter of her life.

She kept it hidden in the depths of her heart, revisiting it often...

Therefore, the memory remained vivid.

Yuan Ruoyu closed her eyes slightly, and those scenes from the past seemed to play out before her, so real and tangible.

That night.

The night sky was beautiful, and the breeze was gentle.

The deep red wild fruit was sweet, juicy, and had a unique flavor.

She knew they were about to part ways and felt a secret melancholy, so before the separation, she finally gathered her courage.

She didn't want to leave any regrets.

And so, she made that move, asking him to have a taste.

His kiss was wild and fervent, his chest like a ball of fire, as if he were going to melt her away.

Under the glow of the bonfire, they embraced passionately, and then...

Yuan Ruoyu suddenly snapped back to reality, opening her eyes with a face flushed crimson, thinking to herself, "Ten thousand words really wasn't an exaggeration!"

A moment later.

Yuan Ruoyu appeared in an ancient hall of the Jade Pool Holy Land, her expression having returned to normal.

Her gaze was calm, yet she possessed an inherent aura that kept others at a distance.

After all, she was the current Holy Venerable!

Having held a high position for so long, combined with her heaven-defying cultivation, every movement she made carried a natural weight of authority.

At this moment, Wei Yuan and several other elders were discussing the matter of the diary.

"Dark cuisine, what on earth is this?"

"Does eating it increase one's cultivation? But I've never heard of any faction capable of refining such a thing!"

"This Ruoyu, her identity must be extraordinary!"

Just then, an old man wearing a green robe with a lotus leaf perched on his head said with a chuckle:

"According to the Great Emperor's Diary, this little Ruoyu is a top-tier beauty in both figure and appearance, and she can even refine dark cuisine—truly a fascinating woman!"

The old man with the lotus leaf on his head was the Holy Land's famous old rascal, whom everyone usually called Old Man Green.

He was also the Eighth Elder of the Holy Land; although he was unconventional, his talent and cultivation were naturally among the elite.

Old Man Green had always been outspoken and reckless, adding, "She even knows how to flirt; she's quite the seductress. The Immortal Great Emperor certainly had good fortune!"

"Hahahaha!"

"You old man, you're over ten thousand years old, can't you speak with a bit more decorum?"

"Mind your image! You are an enlightened cultivator!"

The Great Elder Wei Yuan scolded him with a laugh; this old guy always managed to steer the discussion off course.

Old Man Green feigned a look of heartbreak and said, "Isn't it true?"

"Tsk tsk."

"I've lived for over ten thousand years, so why has no beauty ever taken the initiative to ask me if I want a taste? This woman is truly the best of the..."

Before Old Man Green could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt the hair on his body stand on end!

There was killing intent!

He whipped his head around and saw the Holy Venerable Yuan Ruoyu standing not far away with a calm expression.

There was a hint of a smile on her face, but why did her eyes feel like she was about to kill someone?

The Great Elder Wei Yuan and the others reacted as well, quickly cupping their hands in salute.

Old Man Green also hurriedly said respectfully, "Greetings, Holy Venerable!"

"Rise!"

Yuan Ruoyu withdrew her gaze and began to converse with the elders as if nothing had happened.

She inquired about the progress of deciphering the diary.

The atmosphere in the hall gradually became harmonious again, during which Yuan Ruoyu specifically instructed them that there was no need to waste time on the term "dark cuisine."

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Yuan Ruoyu said, "According to the diary, it's nothing more than a type of food; there's no need to overanalyze it!"

Of course, she knew exactly what those words referred to.

But she couldn't just say it out loud!

Following this, the Holy Venerable and the various elders chatted happily, and the atmosphere was entirely harmonious.

Old Man Green felt uneasy in his heart, secretly thinking, Was that just an illusion earlier?

In the Holy Land, he had always been fearless and bold!

Yet, Yuan Ruoyu, as the Holy Venerable, had plenty of ways to deal with him, and he was truly afraid!

That ominous feeling grew increasingly intense.

Sure enough!

Just then, after Yuan Ruoyu had listened to the opinions of the elders and offered her own line of thought.

As she prepared to leave, she suddenly looked at Old Man Green and said softly:

"Eighth Elder, there is a matter I need to trouble you with!"

Old Man Green cried out internally that it was a bad sign and instinctively straightened his posture: "Please give your orders, Holy Venerable!"

"The formations throughout the Holy Land haven't been inspected or repaired for a long time. I'll have to trouble you to check them one by one and then report the status of every single formation to me!"

"Ah? You want me to repair thousands of grand formations all by myself?"

"Should I go do it instead?"

"Of course not, I mean..."

Old Man Green watched Yuan Ruoyu's departing back, dumbfounded. Thousands of grand formations in the Holy Land, and he had to repair them all by himself!

Wouldn't that take three to five hundred years?

Besides, repairing formations was a grueling chore and incredibly boring!

The other elders burst into laughter.

Great Elder Wei Yuan stepped closer and chuckled: "Ahem, Old Man Green, did you do something recently to offend the Holy Venerable?"

"Why else would she send you off to repair the grand formations for no reason..."

Old Man Green wore a miserable expression:

"How would I know? I was even thinking of heading down the mountain to find my dao companions and relive the passionate days of the past."

"Hahahaha!"

The other elders burst into laughter upon hearing this.

Liyue Immortal Dynasty.

After finishing today's diary entry, Ye Qingge returned to her sleeping quarters with a cold expression.

The entire palace was adorned with carved railings and jade, looking incomparably luxurious.

"You may all withdraw!"

"Yes!"

The palace maids who attended to her daily needs saw that her expression was off and hurriedly bowed as they retreated.

The heavy doors were shut tight.

The face that had been cold just a moment ago suddenly turned into one of shy anger as she took an object out from under her pillow.

It was a Little Leather Doll.

It had been crafted from the hide of a demonic beast and was only the size of a palm, but it had a nose and eyes, and one could tell it was meant to look like Lin Feng.

Ye Qingge no longer possessed a shred of her usual arrogance; instead, she looked like a resentful woman confined to her chambers...

Her hands pinched the Little Leather Doll repeatedly.

"Hmph!"

"I'll pinch you to death for flirting with other women!"

"And 'omitting ten thousand words'—confess honestly, what exactly did you do?"

The more Ye Qingge spoke, the more agitated she became. Suddenly, she grabbed the Little Leather Doll between its legs and sneered:

"I will castrate you and keep you by my side as a little eunuch!"

However, she had a change of heart when she thought about it; according to the diary, she and Lin Feng hadn't even met yet at that time.

After a moment of hesitation.

Ye Qingge loosened her grip and said softly:

"Hmph, I'll let it slide this time. If there is a next time, I will definitely castrate you and make you a eunuch!"

As she spoke, she hurriedly smoothed out the Little Leather Doll, gently soothing it and straightening out the wrinkled parts.

Ye Qingge stared blankly at it, tears shimmering in her eyes: "You dead man, you haven't come to find me in so long. Where on earth have you gone?"