Exposure of Xiao Wu, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast! Diary Causes Sensation!

Writing this, a cold sneer curled the corners of Qin Feng's mouth.

Ning Rongrong was still at Blue Tyrant Academy, and since he had encountered her in this timeline, he naturally couldn't let her repeat her past mistakes.

[Once I possess invincible strength, I will definitely wipe out that bunch of Shrek miscreants, and while I'm at it, snatch Ning Rongrong away to properly reform her!]

[I believe that under my personal tutelage, Ning Rongrong will surely shed those foul habits and become even more perfect!]

As he finished this passage, the diary flickered with a faint light.

On the other side, inside Ning Rongrong's dormitory.

The black diary still lay open on the bed.

Ning Rongrong had originally been feeling nauseated by the line about "marrying Oscar in the future," but upon seeing the new content, her expression gradually froze.

Those large eyes, once filled with fury, were now misting over with a thin layer of tears.

"So... you also felt that I was wronged back then?"

Ning Rongrong sniffled, a warm current surging through her heart.

Back in Suotuo City, Flender had humiliated her in public, Dai Mubai had threatened her, and even Tang San had looked at her with that cold, indifferent gaze.

She had felt truly helpless back then, as if the entire world had abandoned her.

Although she had eventually managed to integrate into that circle, the sense of alienation had always remained.

She never expected that the one who understood her best would be Qin Feng, the same man who had just been calling her flat-chested in his diary.

"Qin Feng..."

Ning Rongrong's fingers gently stroked the words on the page.

"Although your mouth is a bit venomous and your methods a bit ruthless, you... you are a good person."

At the very least, he was on her side.

Compared to Oscar, who only knew how to sell sausages, and the hypocritical Tang San, Qin Feng's straightforward, overbearing nature actually made her feel more secure.

If she really followed her father's advice and married a man who was powerful, understood her, and knew how to care for her, it seemed... like a pretty good choice?

Ning Rongrong's cheeks flushed slightly, and the resistance she had felt earlier dissipated for the most part.

Her gaze landed on the word "tutelage."

"Tutelage?"

Ning Rongrong tilted her head, feeling a mix of confusion and inexplicable anticipation.

The word sounded strange and not entirely proper, but coming from Qin Feng's pen, why did it make her heart itch so?

"Hmph, this young lady would like to see exactly how you intend to tutor me."

That rebellious streak deep in her bones flared up again.

In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she was the obedient daughter; at Shrek, she was a stone whose edges had been ground away. But in front of Qin Feng, she suddenly wanted to be that lawless little demoness once more.

Pope Palace, at the very summit.

Bibi Dong sat upright on the papal throne, holding the duplicate copy in her hands.

Seeing Qin Feng's assessment of Shrek, the corners of the Pope's mouth curled into an icy arc.

"A bunch of rabble; they truly deserve to die."

Her slender fingers tapped rhythmically against the armrest, producing crisp, sharp sounds.

"Daring to call themselves monsters? In front of Martial Soul Hall, they are nothing."

"Since Qin Feng has said he will destroy Shrek, there is no need for these people to continue existing."

A flash of killing intent flickered through Bibi Dong's eyes.

Originally, she hadn't bothered to pay attention to these children, but since the diary mentioned they would cause Martial Soul Hall great trouble in the future, and even involved that Yu Xiaogang...

Then they must be crushed without mercy.

Qin Feng was unaware that his words were altering the landscape of the outside world.

He started a new line in the diary and continued to write.

This time, his target shifted to that rabbit.

[As for Xiao Wu!]

[This girl is indeed pleasing to the eye; with eyes like sparkling springs, she is cute, playful, and mischievous, and those legs of hers are no less impressive than Ning Rongrong's.]

[It is a pity that everyone has been deceived by her human appearance.]

[She is not human at all, but a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast—a Soft Bone Rabbit in human form!]

The tip of his pen paused as the image of that figure in pink appeared in Qin Feng's mind.

What a fine Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Soft Bone Rabbit, yet in the end, because she sacrificed herself for Tang San, she completely lost that spark of spirit and became a soulless accessory. What a pity!

That Little Scoundrel really played a cunning game. He probably saw through Xiao Wu's identity from the very beginning and had his eyes on her all along!

After all, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast soul ring and soul bone are treasures that even Titled Douluo dream of.

Through a series of so-called affectionate schemes, he made Xiao Wu devoted to him, eventually willing to sacrifice herself, contributing her life and soul ring! And in the end, she even became the scabbard for the Asura God.

To put it bluntly, she became a stepping stone on Tang San's path to godhood, a tool discarded once used.

The so-called deep bond between brother and sister was nothing more than a cross-species honey trap.

Blue Tyrant Academy, a wooden cabin deep in the forest.

Xiao Wu was sitting by the window, dazed, holding a black booklet that had appeared out of nowhere.

When she saw the words "Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Soft Bone Rabbit in human form," she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, freezing in place.

The diary in her hands nearly slipped away.

He... how does he know?!

Xiao Wu widened her eyes, her pink pupils contracting violently.

This secret, aside from the deceased Da Ming and Er Ming, was unknown to anyone in this human world.

How could this Qin Feng possibly know?!

Could my identity have been exposed long ago?

An unprecedented sense of terror instantly enveloped her entire body.

If her identity were exposed, wouldn't she be a lamb waiting for the slaughter right now?

Xiao Wu's hands trembled, and she forced herself to suppress the urge to flee, continuing to read.

However, the content that followed left her even more suspicious and unsettled, chilling her to the bone.

"Sacrifice... to Third Brother?"

"Scabbard for the Asura God?"

Xiao Wu stood up abruptly, her chest heaving violently.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"Third Brother loves me so much; he would give his life for me. How could he have been eyeing me from the start?"

"What honey trap, what schemes—this must be Qin Feng trying to sow discord!"

She wanted to tear the diary to shreds, wanted to shout out a rebuttal.

Yet, that voice in the depths of her heart grew weaker and weaker.

If this diary were fake, how could Qin Feng know she was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

Such top-secret information could not simply be guessed.

Since the first half was true, what about the second half?

"Predicting the future..."

Xiao Wu slumped into her chair, her face as pale as paper.

If Qin Feng could truly predict the future, then was all of this an impending fate?

Was Third Brother's kindness toward her really for the sake of a soul ring and soul bone?

Were those vows, those protections, all for the sake of that final sacrifice?

"No... I don't believe Third Brother is that kind of person..."

Xiao Wu hugged her knees, burying her head deep into her arms, her body trembling uncontrollably.