Moonlight Pavilion.
Tang Yuehua frowned and pondered for a long time. In the end, she gritted her teeth and wrote down her own name under the topic.
Su Ye had already said it last time anyway, and she would not be the only one dying of embarrassment. It was no big deal.
Liu Erlong had her cousin, while Tang Yuehua had her biological brother, though she had never actually confessed anything.
All things considered, the levels of absurdity were about the same.
In fact, because she had been reserved enough, perhaps Su Ye would go easier on her.
"Ah!"
After writing her name, Tang Yuehua seemed to have had all her strength drained away. She collapsed weakly onto the bed.
"In the end, I still couldn't resist the temptation of becoming a Soul Master!"
"I can't help it. I really want to improve so badly!"
Tieba was relatively quiet that night.
Qian Renxue learned some news about Bibi Dong's recent circumstances from Hu Liena and somewhat changed her opinion of her. She was no longer in the mood to mock her.
After suffering crushing defeats for two consecutive nights, Bibi Dong likewise had no desire to humiliate herself again.
Seeing that there was no more drama to watch, everyone else was greatly disappointed. They casually made a few posts to complain before logging off to sleep.
Zhu Zhuqing's status and strength were far inferior to Bibi Dong's, and she was not nearly as absurd either. The women truly had little interest in discussing her.
It was like growing accustomed to delicacies from the mountains and seas, then finding it hard to care about steamed buns and pickles.
With no excitement left to watch, Dugu Yan could no longer resist her sleepiness. Hugging Su Ye, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Today had truly exhausted her. Two rounds of intense study were too much even after her Martial Soul Evolution and breakthrough to Soul Ancestor.
As for the Diary rewards, she did not claim them immediately.
There was no other reason: she could not explain them.
Only fellow Diary holders could reveal matters concerning the Diary to each other. Not even Su Ye, its owner, was an exception.
Dugu Yan had hung up her no-battle sign, so Su Ye naturally would not force himself on her. After admiring Bibi Dong's beautiful photos for a while, he too quickly drifted into dreamland.
The next day!
When Su Ye woke up, he found that the beauty beside him was still asleep. He chose not to disturb her and quietly left the cave alone.
Arriving at the Mandarin Duck Pot, he continued yesterday's routine.
After swallowing several Medicinal Pills, he entered the Mandarin Duck Pot again and began rapidly refining their medicinal power.
Su Ye took cultivation seriously. The embrace of beauty was wonderful, but strength was what mattered most.
He had always kept that distinction clear.
When noon arrived, the first batch of Medicinal Pills had been fully refined, and his Soul Power rose once more.
"If nothing unexpected happens, I'll break through to level sixty today."
Su Ye was very satisfied with this progress. After all, he was different from ordinary Soul Kings. Following another evolution of his Martial Soul, even without deliberately tempering his Soul Power, its quality had become absurdly high.
Naturally, the amount of Soul Power he needed to accumulate for a breakthrough was extraordinarily large as well.
At the first level of the Soul King realm, his Soul Power might not even be inferior to that of an ordinary Soul Saint.
Even so, he could still advance one level a day. What more could he ask for?
It was already more than enough!
If word got out, it would absolutely scare people to death.
"Don't push yourself too hard. Come eat something first."
Seeing Su Ye awaken, Dugu Yan called to him gently.
"Huh? I didn't expect Yan Yan to know how to cook?"
After changing clothes and walking over, Su Ye looked at the neatly arranged home-cooked dishes with their appealing presentation, his expression somewhat surprised.
"Hmph, looking down on me?" Dugu Yan rolled her eyes at him, then said proudly, "What's so hard about cooking? I learned it ages ago, and Grandpa loves eating it."
Su Ye silently complained, Your dishes come with natural added value. No chef in the world can compare to that. How could he not like them?
Of course, a complaint was just a complaint. He could tell that his little wife's skills were quite good, at least above the passing line.
And for him, this meal came with added value too.
"Is that so? Then I really have to give it a proper taste."
Su Ye picked up his chopsticks, casually took a piece of stir-fried meat, and put it into his mouth. Before long, an expression of "enjoyment" and "surprise" appeared on his face.
"Mmm, delicious. It's really delicious. Yan Yan, you're amazing!"
Su Ye gave her a thumbs-up and took a photo to post in the Diary.
[Image!]
[I never expected Yan Yan, this young lady, to know how to cook. And it tastes surprisingly good.]
[Sometimes when I think about it, Yan Yan may not be the female lead of Douluo Continent, but compared to her, Xiao Wu, that female lead, is simply... no, does Xiao Wu even deserve to be compared with my Yan Yan?]
[Xiao Wu is heartless enough to forget the grudge of her mother's murder. All she knows is eating, drinking, and having fun all day. Putting Yan Yan beside her for comparison—isn't that insulting my Yan Yan?]
[How can that be allowed?]
Dugu Yan's eyes immediately curved into crescents, and she was delighted beyond measure.
Oh my, I'm not that great. Stay low-key, stay low-key!
Though she thought about keeping a low profile, the smile at the corners of her lips simply would not go away.
Su Ye thoroughly enjoyed this meal. She took care of him in every possible way; he did not even need to pick up food himself and only had to wait to be fed.
However, while the two of them were comfortable, sweetly sharing a warm lunch together,
the other women were not happy.
Especially Xiao Wu.
"Did Xiao Wu eat your family's rice or something?"
"Do you have to drag me out and compare me to others every time?"
"I already said it was all Tang San's fault. If he hadn't led me astray, how could I have been like that?"
"Hmph, Xiao Wu isn't heartless at all."
Xiao Wu, who had already set off for Suotuo City, was eating lunch at the moment as well.
But compared with Su Ye, her food was far worse. With no village ahead and no inn behind, she could only gnaw on dry rations.
Now that Su Ye had mocked her like this, she immediately lost even the mood to eat her dry rations and glared fiercely at Tang San.
Tang San was somewhat baffled, but he still asked, "Xiao Wu, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. Eat your flatbread."
Xiao Wu's tone was harsh. Tang San thought she was simply unused to eating this kind of food, so he hurriedly comforted her. "Xiao Wu, hang in there a little longer. Once we enter the city tonight, I'll take you somewhere nice to eat."
Given Tang San's usual temperament, he might have lectured Xiao Wu a little, saying things like they did not have much money and should spend sparingly.
But for some reason, Xiao Wu had suddenly started treating him coldly these past few days. She was no longer as close to him as before.
That made Tang San panic. What the hell? Was the little cabbage I raised for six years going to run away?
How could that be allowed?
So he immediately changed his attitude and tried to make amends, practically becoming a simp in the process.
Their relationship was now roughly like this: whatever Xiao Wu said went, and Tang San did not dare bargain with her in the slightest.
"Who was talking about that? I meant... ah, whatever. It's all your fault anyway!"
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault."
Tang San did not dare argue. He repeatedly nodded, wearing a fawning smile.
Yet Xiao Wu still did not give him a pleasant look. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she simply turned away so she would not have to look at him.
Tang San: ???
Elsewhere.
After lunch, Su Ye and Dugu Yan leaned against each other atop a massive boulder, quietly gazing at the sky and enjoying the peaceful, warm atmosphere.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Su Ye's gaze suddenly shifted. He then opened the Diary.
Things were different from before. Since he had free time, he might as well write today's Diary entry first.
After all, he still had serious business tonight.
[Ah, this is comfortable. Yan Yan's cooking is so good that I'm stuffed. Since I'm taking some time to digest anyway, I might as well write today's Diary first.]
[Let me see... what's today's topic?]
[Huh? It's actually about writing about her? What the hell is this?]
[Is the Diary interested in this kind of "love" story?]
Tang Yuehua: ...
Before you continue