"Impudent!"
Bibi Dong abruptly rose to her feet. The scepter in her hand slammed hard against the floor, ringing out with a crisp, thunderous bang.
Calling her an ungrateful wretch?
Killing Qian Xunji had been what he deserved!
But that wasn't what made Bibi Dong angriest.
What truly made her lose it was the part about Yu Xiaogang.
"Impossible... Xiaogang, he..."
Bibi Dong stared fixedly at the words in the diary, her chest heaving violently beneath her luxurious gown.
Her first reaction was disbelief.
Yu Xiaogang was the moonlight in her heart, her only comfort during that dark period.
She had always believed Yu Xiaogang was a genius who'd never had his due, and that the world was simply too ignorant to understand his wisdom.
But...
This diary was mysterious and extraordinary. It even dared to write about transmigration—why would it need to invent a lie to deceive her?
More importantly, the details mentioned in the diary were like poisonous thorns, stabbing precisely into the corners of her heart she least wanted to touch.
Yu Xiaogang really had been using Spirit Hall's materials.
And he really had been keeping her at arm's length.
"He deceived me... a freeloader..."
Bibi Dong bit her red lip, her face pale. She wanted to argue, to tear the diary to shreds, but reason told her that all of this might very well be true.
The realization filled the proud Pope with a humiliation she had never felt before.
She, the dignified Pope of Spirit Hall, had actually been played like a fool by a useless man who was only level twenty-nine?
"Yu Xiaogang, if you really are as this diary says..."
A chilling glint flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes. The lingering affection she still felt for Yu Xiaogang now had a gaping crack running through it.
Suppressing her urge to kill, she continued reading.
The next passages turned her anger to shock, then left her steeped in sorrow.
[Actually, Bibi Dong is pretty pitiful too. She has no love, and even after giving birth to a daughter, she doesn't dare acknowledge her. Her relationship with her own daughter, Qian Renxue, is awful—there's no affection between them at all!]
[Her whole life is like that of a tool for revenge.]
[In the end, she poured her heart and soul into building the Spirit Hall Empire, only for it to be destroyed.]
[Tragic. Truly tragic.]
[Bibi Dong herself was eventually killed by that Little Scumbag, and her body was left without so much as a bone.]
Awful.
Just awful.
Bibi Dong sank back onto her throne, as though every ounce of strength had drained from her in an instant.
She had intended to teach this tactless Qin Feng a lesson, but as she read the lines that laid bare such a terrible fate, as she saw the pity and regret in his words, the anger in her heart somehow ebbed away by more than half.
"A pitiful person, am I..."
Bibi Dong gave a self-mocking smile, her eyes reddening.
For all these years, no one had ever dared call the Pope pitiful.
Even Gui Mei and Yue Guan, the people closest to her, only ever treated her with obsequious deference.
This stranger from another world, whom she had never met, had become the person who understood her best.
But then Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened again.
"The Spirit Hall Empire was destroyed?!"
"I was killed too?!"
Bibi Dong suddenly clenched her fists.
She had spent all these years painstakingly plotting and enduring humiliation, even going so far as to bear infamy, all to establish the Spirit Hall Empire and unify the continent.
And now she was being told it would all come to nothing? How could that be possible?!
"Who's Little Scumbag?"
Bibi Dong stared at those three characters, wishing she could reach into the page, drag that person out, and tear him to pieces.
Since the diary had foretold the future, she would never allow it to come to pass!
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, calming her turbulent emotions.
"Qin Feng... if you know the future, then you must know who that Little Scumbag is."
She looked at the diary, her original curiosity now completely transformed.
This diary might be her only chance to change her fate.
Meanwhile.
Heaven Dou City, the Crown Prince's bedchamber.
There were no lavish decorations; the entire chamber was rather plain and elegant.
A young man in the bright yellow robes of a crown prince sat at the desk. He had handsome features and an elegant air. He was none other than Xue Qinghe, Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.
But beneath that gentle exterior was a peerless young woman with the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul—Qian Renxue.
At that moment, Qian Renxue was also holding an identical black diary.
As she read its contents, her expression shifted through a remarkable range.
"Hmph. This Qin Feng's origins may be unknown, but at least he has good taste."
When she saw Qin Feng praising Spirit Hall, the corners of Qian Renxue's mouth lifted slightly.
Though her relationship with Bibi Dong was terrible, she was still Spirit Hall's young mistress. Naturally, she shared in its glory when it was praised.
Especially when Qin Feng cursed Yu Xiaogang as a freeloader and a big liar—Qian Renxue nearly wanted to clap.
"Well said! Someone should have exposed that useless man's true nature long ago. Only that woman would treasure him like he was some kind of prize."
Qian Renxue felt utterly delighted. She had always looked down on the man who had Bibi Dong so lovesick.
But when she reached the later passages describing the future, the teacup in her hand suddenly shook, splashing tea across the desk.
"The Spirit Hall Empire was destroyed?"
"How could this be..."
Qian Renxue's pupils trembled as a tremendous panic surged through her heart.
Her grandfather was a level-ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo, and Spirit Hall had deep foundations. How could they possibly lose?
She hurriedly read on, searching for an answer.
[What a shame about Qian Renxue. She spent her whole life feeling depressed and was never happy.]
[She was clearly the heir to the Angel God, but in the end, her divine position was shattered.]
[Fortunately, I have the Diary System. Otherwise, I'm afraid I really wouldn't be a match for that Little Scumbag!]
[My darling Xue'er should still be undercover in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace as the Crown Prince, right?]
[This is all Bibi Dong's fault. Sometimes she really does lose her mind. She actually sent the most talented Qian Renxue to go undercover as some crown prince, wasting precious years of cultivation.]
[What a shame about my darling Xue'er. Her talent is peerless, and she's the most beautiful woman in Douluo! In the end, she still lost to Little Scumbag. I can't accept it! I just can't!]
[It's all Bibi Dong's fault! If I get the chance, I'm going to give her a good slap!]
[It'd be even better if I could slap her in front of Gangzi! Then that useless man could see how the empress he could never hope to win over gets taught a lesson!]
Inside the Crown Prince's bedchamber.
Qian Renxue stared at those lines, completely frozen.
Shock, embarrassment, disbelief.
Countless emotions tangled together, shattering the gentle smile she always wore like a mask.
"He... he actually knows I'm undercover?!"
Qian Renxue's heart raced.
This was one of Spirit Hall's highest secrets. Hardly anyone knew about it besides her grandfather and that woman.
Just who was this Qin Feng?
But before long, another term in the diary distracted her.