Qin Feng: Zhu Zhuqing is full of temptation! Qian Renxue's defenses are broken!

Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince Mansion.

Inside the bedchamber, the attendants had been dismissed.

The gentle and refined Xue Qinghe was nowhere to be seen, replaced instead by a golden-haired woman of peerless beauty.

Qian Renxue had shed her disguise and changed into a pale gold court gown, sitting before the vanity.

As she looked at the diary entries appearing before her, her previously pleasant mood instantly turned overcast.

"Qin Feng abused Tang San, Dai Mubai, Yu Xiaogang, and Ma Hongjun..."

"Hmph, serves them right."

Qian Renxue had never held any affection for the "Master of Theory" Yu Xiaogang, and seeing Qin Feng take action only made her feel vindicated.

"Combining this with previous clues, it seems highly likely that this Little Scoundrel is Tang San!"

A cold glint flashed through Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes.

Since Tang San was the so-called "Son of the Plane" and a future enemy of Martial Soul Hall, she naturally could not sit idly by.

"Since Qin Feng has already made his move, I cannot fall behind. I must find an opportunity to properly torment this Tang San and nip the threat in the bud."

However, when she read the following lines, the comb in her hand nearly snapped.

"Zhu Zhuqing? A beauty of the mortal realm? A figure that is explosive?"

Qian Renxue looked at her reflection in the mirror.

Her skin was like snow, her features like a painting; in what way was she not superior to that Zhu Zhuqing?

"And touching her tail? Good texture?"

"Have you no shame!"

Qian Renxue's chest heaved with anger.

One had to know that in previous diary entries, Qin Feng had shamelessly called her "Wife Xue'er" at every turn, praising her as if she were peerless in heaven and earth.

Yet, he turned around to praise another woman and even laid his hands on her.

"Pah!"

"Men really are all pigs!"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, wishing she could storm into Heaven Dou Academy, drag Qin Feng out, and ask him whether a cat's tail was better to touch or if she, an Angel, was better...

No, what was she thinking!

Qian Renxue's cheeks flushed red, and she quickly suppressed the shameful thought, though her gaze toward the diary became even more resentful.

On the other side.

The night was deep and quiet, moonlight spilling through the window lattice onto the wooden floor.

The steam in the bathroom had not yet fully dissipated when Zhu Zhuqing walked out, draped in a loose black silk robe.

Her damp long hair hung loosely over her shoulders, and water droplets slid down her fair, slender neck, disappearing into the bottomless cleavage.

She walked to the bedside, preparing to dry her hair, but her movements suddenly froze.

On her pillow, a black booklet had appeared out of nowhere.

The cover was ancient and simple, shimmering with a faint luster.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced around vigilantly, confirming the door was locked and the windows had not been opened.

With her perception as an agility-type soul master, she had not sensed anyone sneaking in at all.

She cautiously reached out and picked up the booklet.

On the cover, a line of gold-stamped characters was written—

Qin Feng (Zhu Zhuqing's Exclusive Diary)

A trace of confusion flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes.

"Qin Feng?"

That youth who was arrogant at the Great Soul Arena and had trampled the Shrek Seven Devils under his feet?

"Could it be that lecher?"

Zhu Zhuqing recalled the scene on the arena.

At that time, she had unleashed her Hell Stab to charge at Qin Feng, only for him to dodge it nonchalantly before a large hand precisely grabbed her tail.

The numb, powerless sensation still made her legs go weak whenever she thought of it.

"How could his diary end up in my hands?"

Filled with questions, she slowly opened it.

Time slipped away.

The text that met her eyes caused her face, usually as cold as frost, to instantly flush a deep red.

Zhu Zhuqing was shocked, "It's really Qin Feng, that scoundrel."

Every sentence in the diary felt like a frivolous whisper in her ear.

He praised her figure, called her a peerless beauty, and even described the shameful sensation of touching her in detail.

"Soft... so comfortable..."

Reading these words, Zhu Zhuqing's face burned as if on fire.

She subconsciously reached behind her.

Although she had deactivated Martial Soul Possession and her tail was gone, the feeling of being held firmly in a large hand seemed branded deep within her soul.

She recalled the sensation of Qin Feng pinching her tail and couldn't help but tremble all over!

It was a strange stimulation she had never experienced before, making her feel both ashamed and inexplicably... thrilled.

Her body was sensitive, and since childhood, no man had ever touched her tail.

Even her nominal fiancé, Dai Mubai, had never had any intimate contact with her.

"Scoundrel! Pervert!"

Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip and cursed softly.

But despite her curses, she didn't tear up the diary in anger as she might have expected.

Instead, a strange emotion stirred within her.

In Douluo Continent, the strong reigned supreme.

The strength Qin Feng displayed was utterly crushing.

He had instantly killed Dai Mubai with one move and even possessed the legendary External Soul Bone.

Such talent and power were countless times greater than Dai Mubai, who only knew how to evade and seek out women.

Even the much-hyped Tang San seemed like a pathetic joke in front of Qin Feng.

Although Zhu Zhuqing called Qin Feng a scoundrel, she secretly admired him.

Beauty loves a hero; this is an eternal truth.

Especially growing up in the harsh competitive environment of the Star Luo Empire, her desire for strength was etched into her very bones.

"Qin Feng praised my figure and called me a peerless beauty. It seems my charm is quite significant."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at herself in the mirror, a faint smile gracing her lips, feeling a little happy.

At least, in the eyes of that god-like youth, she was special.

"If only he could pinch my tail... that might not be so bad?"

The moment this thought surfaced, Zhu Zhuqing startled herself.

Pah!

What am I thinking!

Zhu Zhuqing's face flushed so deeply it felt like it could bleed. She quickly slapped her cheeks, interrupting her own wild thoughts.

"Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuqing, have you no shame, thinking about such shameful things."

She took several deep breaths, trying to calm her wildly beating heart, and her gaze returned to the diary.

New words were slowly appearing.

[It's a pity Zhu Zhuqing's ending is also tragic!]

[She possesses peerless talent and beauty, yet in the end, she is bound to a good-for-nothing.]

[She falls for Dai Mubai, that irresponsible, escapist waste!]

[Dai Mubai is not worthy of Zhu Zhuqing at all.]

Seeing these lines, Zhu Zhuqing's previously shy expression froze instantly.

She was stunned.

A tragic ending?

Falling for Dai Mubai?

How could that be?

Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief, even a sense of absurdity.

Although Dai Mubai was her fiancé, it was due to a family alliance and the need for a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. She had never fallen for Dai Mubai.

In fact, she felt nothing but disgust.