Qian Renxue: Bibi Dong, you bitch!

That was the poison of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor.

Known as the most potent poison in the world, a lethal toxin that even Titled Douluos were helpless against—had Qin Feng actually cured it?

Although Qin Feng had mentioned going to detoxify it earlier, seeing the words "cured" with his own eyes still carried a massive impact.

Qin Feng paid no mind to that; he let out a yawn.

[Alright, I've been tossing and turning all day, catching soul beasts, refining medicine, and dealing with that crowd. I'm exhausted.]

[Time to sleep, time to sleep. My life is what matters most.]

As the diary closed, the system's notification chime rang out in his mind right on cue.

"Ding! Host's diary entry for today is complete."

"Calculating rewards..."

"Congratulations to the host for gaining eight levels of soul power! Current level: Level 55 Soul King!"

Congratulations to the host for obtaining one 80,000-year God-Bestowed Soul Ring!

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the divine artifact: Five Thunder Drums (With this thunder, shatter the darkness)!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining <Douluo Continent Spirit Theory Revision and Evolution Compendium>!"

Qin Feng's originally hazy eyes instantly cleared.

A warm current surged through his entire body, and his soul power, which had been at level 47, shot up as if it were riding a rocket.

Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty...

It didn't stop until it reached level 55.

The feeling of being filled with explosive power made him unable to resist clenching his fists.

A crisp sonic boom echoed through the air.

Immediately after, a purple thunder drum the size of a palm appeared in his hand, wrapped in fine electric arcs and faintly exuding an aura of world-destroying violence.

This was the weapon of Sikong Zhen, the Five Thunder Drums.

There was also that 80,000-year soul ring shimmering with deep black light, and that theory compendium as thick as a brick.

Qin Feng's mouth curled up to his ears.

This haul was insane.

He tucked the items into his system space and fell fast asleep.

The real world was quiet, but the Message Board of the Diary Copy had exploded.

Because Qin Feng's diary mentioned too few names today, it didn't trigger the reward mechanism for specific individuals.

The system determined to randomly select one lucky holder to distribute the reward.

With that, all the women who had been lurking suddenly surfaced.

[Pope: This reward should have been mine!]

[I Have No Mother: You think you're worthy?! Bibi Dong, don't think you're so precious; you're just a cheap woman!]

[Pope: !!! Don't let me find you!]

[Gentle Fire Dragon: What exactly will the reward be?]

The Message Board was in chaos, with no one willing to yield to the others.

After all, everyone had seen how generous the previous rewards were; those were things that could truly change one's destiny.

A few breaths later, the system notification lit up.

[Congratulations to holder My Cat Is Big And White for receiving today's random lucky reward.]

Heaven Dou City, Blue Tyrant Academy.

The night was like water.

Inside the girls' dormitory, Zhuqing Zhu was sitting by the window.

She was wearing a tight black leather outfit that outlined curves rarely seen at her age.

Especially those long, straight legs, which shone with an ivory luster under the moonlight, exuding a deadly allure amidst her cold demeanor.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were lying on a bed not far away, swinging their feet and chatting.

Ning Rongrong's skin was as white as snow, like an exquisite porcelain doll.

Xiao Wu was in pink pajamas, her scorpion braid hanging behind her, her two long legs crossed, looking playful and full of vitality.

Three girls with vastly different styles yet equally stunning beauty gathered in one room; it was simply a pleasing picture to behold.

Just then, Zhuqing Zhu stood up abruptly.

Her face, which usually maintained a cold expression, was now filled with astonishment.

A surge of extremely pure shadow energy poured into her body out of thin air, and her martial soul, the Hell Spirit Cat, manifested automatically, emitting a joyful, soft cry.

Soul power soared!

Aptitude evolved!

Even a top-tier combat technique called the Nether Shadow Killing Technique appeared in her mind.

This reward... was too generous!

It was so generous that even the usually composed Zhu Zhuqing was at a loss for what to do.

"Zhuqing, what's wrong?"

Ning Rongrong sensed something was off, jumped off the bed, and hurried to Zhu Zhuqing's side.

The moment she got close, Ning Rongrong's eyes widened.

"Your soul power... how did it suddenly increase so much?"

"And the aura coming from you has become so terrifying."

Xiao Wu also crowded over, sniffing the air with a look of envy.

"Is it a diary reward?"

"It must be!"

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, slowly retracted her martial soul, and nodded.

"Yes."

"I was rewarded with a combat technique and a boost in soul power."

Hearing this, the envy in Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu's eyes was about to overflow.

Ning Rongrong pouted, feeling a bit aggrieved.

"This is so unfair, why did it have to be you?"

"That Qin Feng is really something, would it kill him to mention our names more often?"

"As long as he writes about us more in his diary, our chances of getting rewards would definitely be higher."

"The Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, can it really be achieved? If it can, it would be too important for our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly as well.

"Exactly, and he even said he'd just give me a carrot, it makes me so mad!"

"Rongrong, it looks like we need to find a way to hang around that Qin Feng."

"We have to make him notice us."

The three girls exchanged glances; although they didn't say it out loud, they were all hatching the same little schemes in their hearts.

The next morning.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Education Committee Hall.

The atmosphere was solemn and grave.

The three chief committee members, Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhilin, sat upright, but they couldn't hide the expressions of shock on their faces.

In the center of the hall, Qin Feng stood in a simple white martial outfit, his posture as straight as a pine.

Opposite him stood a young man with a face as handsome as jade and a refined, gentle demeanor.

He was none other than the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe.

Of course, he was also the disguised Qian Renxue.

Xue Qinghe held a golden scroll in his hand, wearing his signature gentle smile as he bowed slightly toward Qin Feng.

"Brother Qin Feng, my Imperial Father has heard of your talents and has issued a special decree."

"Qin Feng is hereby enfeoffed as a Viscount of the Heaven Dou Empire, with the title of Crown Prince's Grand Tutor."

"In the future, Qinghe's cultivation and studies will rely heavily on Teacher Qin Feng."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three committee members nearly pulled their own beards out.

Meng Shenji couldn't help but speak up:

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, this... isn't it too hasty?"

"Although Qin Feng is gifted, he is still young after all. The position of Crown Prince's Grand Tutor is that of an Imperial Teacher!"

Xue Qinghe turned around to look at the three committee members, his tone still gentle but carrying an unquestionable weight.

"The three committee members are unaware."

"Yesterday, not only did Qin Feng crush that so-called Shrek team in actual combat, but theoretically, he also refuted that Yu Xiaogang, who calls himself the 'Grandmaster,' until he was left with no shred of dignity."

"The Ten Core Competitiveness Theories that Yu Xiaogang prides himself on are nothing but a joke full of loopholes in front of Qin Feng."

"A talent so proficient in both civil and martial arts is more than qualified to be my teacher."

Meng Shenji and the other two exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock beyond measure.

Defeating Shrek was one thing, as they had already witnessed Qin Feng's combat prowess.

But to defeat Yu Xiaogang in terms of theory?

That same Yu Xiaogang who, despite his poor reputation in the spirit master world, truly possessed a formidable grasp of theory?

The way the three men looked at Qin Feng had completely changed.

This was no mere genius; he was a monster.

On the side of the hall, Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the others who had come to observe were also present.

Yu Tianheng's expression turned unsightly upon hearing Yu Xiaogang being humiliated, but after glancing at Qin Feng, he lowered his head once more.

The shadow of last night still lingered, and he dared not act rashly.