Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince Mansion.
Inside the bedchamber, the attendants had been dismissed.
The refined and courteous "Xue Qinghe" was nowhere to be seen. In his place sat a golden-haired woman of peerless beauty.
Qian Renxue had shed her disguise and changed into a pale gold palace gown. She sat before the dressing table.
As she read the words appearing in front of her, her already pleasant mood instantly turned cloudy.
"Qin Feng beat up Tang San, Dai Mubai, Yu Xiaogang, and Ma Hongjun..."
"Hmph. Good. They deserved it."
Qian Renxue had never liked Yu Xiaogang, that "theoretical Grandmaster." Seeing Qin Feng take action against him made her feel thoroughly avenged.
"Putting the earlier clues together, this Little Scumbag is most likely Tang San!"
A cold glint flashed through Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes.
If Tang San really was that so-called "son of the plane" and would become Spirit Hall's great enemy in the future, then she naturally couldn't stand by and do nothing.
"Since Qin Feng has already made his move, I can't fall behind. I need to find another chance to give Tang San a proper beating and nip the problem in the bud."
However, when she read the next few passages, she almost snapped the comb in her hand.
"Zhu Zhuqing? A peerless beauty? An unbelievably amazing figure?"
Qian Renxue looked at herself in the mirror.
Her skin was fair as snow and her features were as exquisite as a painting. How was she not better than that Zhu Zhuqing?
"And he even touched her tail? And liked how it felt?"
"Does he have no shame at all?"
Qian Renxue's chest heaved with anger.
In his earlier diary entries, Qin Feng had shamelessly called her "Wifey Xue'er" every other word, making her out to be peerless, the best woman under heaven.
Yet now he'd turned around and praised another woman, even getting handsy with her.
"Bah!"
"Men really are all pigs!"
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth. She wanted nothing more than to storm over to Heaven Dou Academy, drag Qin Feng out, and ask him whether a cat's tail felt better to touch, or whether an Angel like her did—
No. What was she thinking?!
Qian Renxue's cheeks flushed. She hurriedly suppressed the shameful thought, but the look she gave the diary grew even more resentful.
Elsewhere.
The night was deep and quiet. Moonlight streamed through the window lattice and spilled across the wooden floor.
The steam had yet to completely clear from the bathroom. Zhu Zhuqing emerged wearing a loose black silk robe.
Her long, damp hair fell carelessly over her shoulders. Droplets of water slid down her slender, fair neck before disappearing into the deep valley between her breasts.
She walked to the bed and was about to dry her hair when she suddenly froze.
A black booklet had appeared on her pillow at some point.
Its cover was old-fashioned, with a faint sheen of light shimmering across it.
Zhu Zhuqing warily glanced around. The door was locked, and the window hadn't been opened.
With her perception as an agility-type Soul Master, she hadn't sensed anyone sneaking in at all.
She cautiously reached out and picked up the booklet.
Bold gold lettering stood out on its cover:
Qian Feng's Diary — Zhu Zhuqing's Personal Copy
A flicker of confusion passed through Zhu Zhuqing's cool, clear eyes.
"Qin Feng?"
The young man who had lorded it over the Great Soul Arena and trampled the Shrek Seven Devils beneath his feet?
"Could that lecher have left this here?"
Zhu Zhuqing recalled what had happened on the fighting platform.
She had used Hell Stab to rush at Qin Feng, but he had dodged her with casual ease. Then one large hand had precisely seized her tail.
The numb, powerless feeling had stayed with her. Even now, thinking about it made her legs go weak.
"How did his diary end up in my hands?"
With a head full of questions, Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened it.
Time passed.
The words that met her eyes turned her usually icy, pretty face bright red in an instant.
Zhu Zhuqing was stunned. "It really is that lecher Qin Feng's diary."
Every sentence in it seemed to whisper teasingly in her ear.
He praised her figure, called her a peerless beauty, and even described in detail how embarrassing it had felt to touch her.
"Soft... very comfortable..."
Zhu Zhuqing stared at those words, her face burning as if she'd been set alight.
Without thinking, she reached back to touch herself.
She had already dispelled her Martial Soul Possession, and her tail had vanished, but the sensation of that large hand gripping it seemed branded into her very soul.
She remembered how it had felt when Qin Feng squeezed her tail, and couldn't help shivering all over!
It was a strange, thrilling sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced. It made her feel both ashamed and strangely... shaken.
She was sensitive by nature. How could she ever have let a man touch her tail?
Even Dai Mubai, her fiancé in name, had never shared anything intimate with her.
"Lecher! Pervert!"
Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip and muttered the words under her breath.
But although she cursed him, she didn't tear up the diary in a fury as she might have expected.
Instead, an unfamiliar feeling rose in her heart.
On Douluo Continent, strength reigned supreme.
The power Qin Feng had shown was simply overwhelming.
He had defeated Dai Mubai in a single move and even possessed the legendary External Soul Bone.
His talent and strength were countless times greater than Dai Mubai's, who did nothing but run away and chase after women.
Even Tang San, the one everyone praised to the skies, had been utterly pathetic in front of Qin Feng.
Although Zhu Zhuqing called Qin Feng a lecher, she still couldn't help admiring him a little.
Beautiful women loved heroes. That was an eternal truth.
Especially for someone like her, who had grown up amid the brutal competition of the Star Luo Empire. Her desire for strength was carved into her bones.
"Qin Feng praised my figure and called me a peerless beauty. It seems I really am quite charming."
Zhu Zhuqing looked at herself in the mirror. The faintest smile tugged at her lips, and she felt a little pleased.
At least in the eyes of that young man who seemed almost godlike, she was special.
"If he were to grab my tail again... would that really be so bad?"
The moment the thought crossed her mind, Zhu Zhuqing startled herself.
Bah!
What was she thinking?!
Zhu Zhuqing's face reddened until it seemed ready to drip blood. She quickly patted her cheeks, forcing herself to stop her wild imaginings.
"Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuqing, have you no shame? How can you think about something so embarrassing?"
She took several deep breaths, trying to calm her racing heart, and looked back down at the diary.
New words were slowly appearing.
[What a tragic fate Zhu Zhuqing has, too!] [She has astonishing talent and beauty, yet in the end she'll be bound to a useless man.] [She falls for Dai Mubai, that irresponsible coward who knows nothing but how to run away!] [Dai Mubai is completely unworthy of Zhu Zhuqing.]
When she saw those lines, Zhu Zhuqing's slightly bashful expression instantly froze.
She stared in shock.
A tragic fate?
Falling for Dai Mubai?
How could that be?
Disbelief filled Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes. She even found the idea absurd.
Although Dai Mubai was her fiancé, that was because of the alliance arranged between their families and the need for their Martial Soul Fusion Skill. She didn't love Dai Mubai at all.
If anything, she despised him.