Qin Feng: Yu Xiaogang is useless! Liu Erlong is triggered!

"Knock, knock, knock."

A series of urgent knocks shattered the silence of the night.

Immediately after, the door was pushed open.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong walked in one after the other.

They had originally been living in the dormitory area arranged by the academy, and because of their previous crushing defeat, the group had been living quite close to one another.

"Xiao Wu, are you reading that thing too?"

Ning Rongrong guessed correctly.

Xiao Wu looked up, her eyes red-rimmed like a startled little rabbit.

She panicked and tried to hide the diary, but when she saw that Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were also holding identical booklets, her movements froze.

"You... received one too?"

Xiao Wu's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, closed the door behind her, and wore a grave expression.

"It seems it isn't just us."

The three of them sat around the table, the three black Qin_Feng's_Diarys placed in the center, appearing exceptionally eerie.

"This thing appeared out of thin air on my bed."

Ning Rongrong spoke first, pointing to the cover. "My name is written on it, Exclusive_Copy."

"Same for me," Zhu Zhuqing said, her voice cold and detached.

Xiao Wu sniffled. "Mine too... the content inside, it's all fake, right?"

She still refused to believe that Tang San would harm her.

Zhu Zhuqing flipped open the diary, pointing to a page containing records about the Martial_Soul_Hall.

"Whether it's fake or not, we'll know once we verify it."

"It says here that the Martial_Soul_Hall will perish in the future, and that Bibi Dong will even die at the hands of Qin Feng."

"Look at the real-time Message_Board here."

Zhu Zhuqing pointed to the lines of small text appearing at the bottom of the diary page.

These were the "bullet comments" or "reaction logs" that diary holders in this specific area could see.

[Pope: Qin Feng, how dare you curse This Seat?]

[Pope: Shrek must die.]

"Even the Pope of the Martial_Soul_Hall, Bibi Dong, is reading this diary, and judging by her reaction, she has clearly lost her composure."

Zhu Zhuqing analyzed calmly, "If this diary were just a prank, a figure of Bibi Dong's level wouldn't care so much. Since she believes it, it means the things recorded in this diary are highly likely to be true."

Ning Rongrong added from the side: "Furthermore, this diary can grant rewards. Qin Feng mentioned in the diary that he received a boost in soul power and an External_Soul_Bone just by closing the diary."

"If it were just a scam, who could produce such god-tier rewards?"

"Perhaps... if we perform well, we might even receive rewards that could help us evolve our martial souls?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes brightened.

Transforming the Seven_Treasures_Glazed_Pagoda into the Nine_Treasures_Glazed_Pagoda was her lifelong dream.

If this diary were truly that miraculous, perhaps...

Xiao Wu listened to their analysis, her face turning paler by the second.

Even Bibi Dong believed it.

There were even rewards.

And the diary said she was a Hundred-Thousand-Year_Soul_Beast, and that Tang San was plotting against her...

"Brother San... is he really only good to me because of my soul bone?"

Xiao Wu clutched her chest, where it felt as if she had been pricked by a needle.

She recalled the way Tang San usually looked at her; although gentle, there was sometimes an indescribable depth to his gaze.

She used to think it was deep affection, but now that she thought about it, could it be... that he was looking at a rare, priceless treasure?

"But, why?"

Xiao Wu muttered to herself, "Why must my fate be to sacrifice myself?"

"Because you are weak."

Qin Feng's voice seemed to emanate from the diary.

Of course, this was merely an illusion of Xiao Wu's.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the distraught Xiao Wu.

"The only way to change our fate is to make contact with Qin Feng."

Zhu Zhuqing closed the diary, her tone firm, "Since he can predict the future, it means he is the variable."

"The diary's mechanism seems to be that as long as Qin Feng mentions us more in it, or our actions change the plot, there is a possibility of obtaining rewards or even changing the future."

Ning Rongrong nodded in agreement, clenching her small fists.

"That's right! Whether for the sect or for myself, I cannot just sit and wait for death."

"Although that Qin Feng is annoying, he was right about one thing: Shrek... might truly not be our final destination."

"Next time we meet, this young lady will definitely make him pay!"

Speaking of this, Ning Rongrong's face flushed, and she gritted her teeth, "How dare he say I'm an A-cup! I'll make him open his eyes and see clearly!"

Xiao Wu looked at the determined gazes of her two companions, and the scale in her heart began to sway violently.

On one side was the Third Brother she had spent years with, and on the other was a mysterious diary that predicted everything.

Perhaps, I should also go and test Qin Feng?

At the very least, I need to figure out what that "Asura God Sword Sheath" actually means.

Qin Feng did not know that the three girls had already reached a consensus.

He was writing with gusto, and as his pen shifted, he thought of that fiery woman again.

[Aside from these little ones, Liu Erlong of the Blue Tyrant Academy is also a top-tier beauty.]

[Although she is a bit older, she makes up for it with her lingering charm; she has that mature, aunt-like aura, and her figure is simply like a perfectly ripe peach.]

[It's just a pity that her taste in clothes is truly terrible!]

[With such a great foundation, she insists on wearing such incongruous outfits, failing to show off her charm at all! It's simply a waste of natural gifts.]

[What's even more speechless is her judgment.]

[Her judgment is abysmal; she actually likes that piece of trash Yu Xiaogang, and he's her own cousin to boot!]

[Isn't that chaotic? Is her brain filled with mush?]

[It's one thing to have a fiery temper, but to defend Yu Xiaogang so brainlessly is something else.]

[It's truly laughable, and the funniest part is that Liu Erlong actually likes him because she admires his so-called "talent."]

[I just want to ask, how much talent does Yu Xiaogang even have?!]

[Just now in the Great Soul Arena lounge, during our theoretical debate, he was rendered speechless by my retorts, unable to even let out a fart; he is completely inferior to me!]

[Furthermore, Yu Xiaogang's so-called "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" were mostly plagiarized from the Martial Soul Hall Library!]

[Taking someone else's research results, putting his own name on them, and going around swindling people—and when exposed, he still puts on the act of a misunderstood expert.]

[Is this what they call a "Grandmaster"? I think "Grand Swindler" is more like it!]

[Yu Xiaogang is a hypocrite through and through!]

Qin Feng finished writing, tossed his pen onto the table, and felt refreshed.

At this moment, in the Blue Tyrant Academy dean's office.

Liu Erlong was pacing back and forth irritably, worried about Xiaogang's emotional state.

Suddenly, a black booklet appeared on her desk.

She picked it up in confusion and flipped through it; after reading just two lines, the expression on her face became incredibly colorful.

"Lingering charm... aunt-like aura?"

Liu Erlong subconsciously touched her face, the corners of her mouth unable to help but curl upward.

"I suppose you have an eye for beauty, kid; back in the day, my charm was..."

But immediately after, her smile froze.