Qian Renxue is Stunned, Audacious to the Extreme!

"Hmph, just posturing."

Yu Feng shook his head, casting such an absurd thought to the back of his mind.

A level 29 Soul Grand Master, so what if he had broken through to level 30?

He, Yu Feng, was a level 36 Soul Elder!

Once they reached the Soul Fighting Arena, relying on the speed and attacks of his Wind Bell Bird, playing this kid to death would be as simple as crushing an ant.

Inside the bathroom, mist swirled.

The warm water washed over his body, rinsing away the layer of black grime to reveal skin as smooth as jade yet tough beneath.

Qin Feng let out a sigh of comfort.

This feeling of being reborn was truly wonderful.

While enjoying the spray of hot water, he summoned the System Diary in his mind.

Since this diary could bring such generous rewards, he naturally had to keep at it diligently.

Moreover, the diary didn't require a pen; as long as he willed it, the words would appear automatically, which was extremely convenient.

[So comfortable, washing away all this bad luck with a bath.]

[That bird-man, coming over to act all high and mighty with me? Expecting me to last for an incense stick's time?]

[What a joke, with those few rotten potatoes and stinking eggs, they think they're worthy of being my opponents?]

[No need for an incense stick's time. Once we get on the stage later, if I don't beat him into the ground within three moves, I'll write the name Qin Feng backward!]

[This group is targeting me, isn't it just because I accidentally bumped into Dugu Yan the other day?]

[That Yu Tianheng is simply a narrow-minded green-haired turtle, guarding against this and that all day. He should look at his own pathetic state; if Dugu Yan could actually fancy him, she'd truly be blind.]

[But to be fair, that Dugu Yan is indeed a top-tier beauty.]

[Although it was only a fleeting glance that day, that girl's figure is truly top-notch. Purple hair, green eyes, enchanting and cold; especially the physique wrapped in that blue dress—plump yet firm, with a graceful and alluring posture.]

[Especially the curve of her waist and hips, tsk tsk tsk... cough, got carried away.]

[It's a pity, though, that this girl has such a fiery temper and holds a grudge.]

[Women, they really are the most troublesome creatures in this world. No matter how beautiful they are, their hearts are only as big as the tip of a needle.]

Writing this, a wicked smirk curled the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

Anyway, only he could see this diary, so what was wrong with a little trash talk?

Consider it a way to vent the frustration of being targeted.

At Heaven Dou Royal Academy, on the plaza in front of the main teaching building.

A group of students wearing magnificent uniforms were gathered here; they were the members of the Heaven Dou Royal Team.

A tall woman with stunning features was boredly toying with a strand of hair at her fingertips.

She had short, deep purple hair and eyes of a strange emerald green, giving her an enchanting and dangerous beauty.

It was Dugu Yan.

Ye Lingling stood beside her, holding a book in her hands, as quiet as the air itself.

Suddenly, Dugu Yan's expression changed.

A black notebook appeared abruptly in the void before her. Aside from her, everyone around seemed completely oblivious to it.

Dugu Yan subconsciously reached out to take it and flipped it open.

"Qin Feng?"

Seeing this name, Dugu Yan's brows instantly furrowed.

This kid, he was actually a transmigrator?

Although she didn't know exactly what a transmigrator meant, combining it with the context, she could roughly guess it meant someone from another world.

The content on the first few pages of this diary had already shocked her enough, especially the prophecy regarding the destruction of Martial Soul Hall and the death of Bibi Dong, which made her wonder if this kid was insane.

But now...

As the latest handwriting emerged, Dugu Yan's originally cold, pretty face instantly flushed with a rosy hue, followed immediately by a shade of livid, shamed anger.

"Top-tier... figure is top-notch..."

"Plump... firm..."

These explicit words struck Dugu Yan's nerves like demonic whispers.

This bastard!

Looking honest on the surface, yet behind the scenes, he was actually so...

"Shameless lecher!"

Dugu Yan gritted her teeth, her fingers turning slightly white from the force of gripping the diary.

"Yanzi? What's wrong?"

Ye Lingling, standing beside her, noticed her friend's strange behavior and looked up, instantly stunned.

The usually arrogant and cold Dugu Yan was now blushing like a ripe apple, with even her fair neck stained a shade of pink.

Moreover, her expression was a mix of shyness and murderous intent, her eyes radiating a chilling, baleful aura.

"It's... it's nothing!"

Dugu Yan took a deep breath, forcing her voice to remain calm.

"I just suddenly felt a bit hot."

Ye Lingling blinked, glancing at the sun, which wasn't particularly glaring, and then at Dugu Yan's earlobes, which looked ready to drip blood. Her heart was filled with confusion.

Hot?

What month was it even?

Dugu Yan couldn't care less about what Ye Lingling was thinking; her mind was entirely occupied by the lewd and brazen words in Qin Feng's diary.

"Qin Feng, is it..."

"Calling me petty? Saying I hold grudges?"

Dugu Yan narrowed her beautiful eyes, a dangerous glint flickering within them.

"Fine, then this lady will make sure to live up to that reputation today!"

"If I don't tear that stinking mouth of yours to shreds during the assessment later, my name isn't Dugu Yan!"

Meanwhile.

In a secret chamber within the Crown Prince Residence in Heaven Dou City.

"Xue Qinghe" had long since dismissed her attendants, returning to her usual lazy and casual posture.

She held the black diary in her hands, her gaze fixed on the latest entry.

Having initially found it amusing that Qin Feng had cursed Yu Tianheng as a "green-haired turtle," her smile froze instantly upon reading the lines that followed.

[Dugu Yan is already so beautiful and charming, I wonder how alluring Bibi Dong must be?]

[I hear that woman isn't young anymore, but she maintains herself extremely well. That charm of a mature woman, tsk tsk...]

[And my beloved wife Xue'er.]

[Although I haven't seen her true face yet, since she is the number one beauty in the Douluo world, she must be ten thousand times better than Dugu Yan.]

[Sigh, I just obtained the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. This is a divine art of ultimate rigidity and masculinity; I feel like my yang energy is overflowing, practically off the charts.]

[If I really marry wife Xue'er in the future, I'm afraid she won't be able to handle it alone...]

[How about... taking that pair together... ahem, stop, stop, I'm a decent person.]

Bam!

Qian Renxue slammed the diary onto the table, a highly incongruous flush appearing on her handsome "Crown Prince" face.

"This... this hooligan!"

Qian Renxue felt her face burning intensely.

What did he mean by "overflowing yang energy"?

What did he mean by "won't be able to handle it"?

What kind of messy, nonsensical things was this Qin Feng thinking about all day long!

She, Qian Renxue, was the successor of the Angel God, holy and inviolable, yet this guy dared to openly drive the car in his diary, and even ran the tires right over her face!