You're the Wild Game! Your Whole Family is Wild Game!

Inside the castle-like boudoir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

As the little princess of one of the Upper Three Sects and the wealthiest sect on the entire Douluo Continent, Ning Rongrong lived a life of luxury, where her every whim was catered to and her every desire met.

But at this moment, this little witch was lying bored on her bed, which was covered in expensive velvet, dangling her two crystal-clear, delicate feet.

"So boring..."

"Dad only knows how to handle sect affairs all day. Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone dote on me, but they always treat me like a child, forbidding me from going here or touching that."

"I want to go out and play! I want to run away from home!"

Ning Rongrong pouted, mentally plotting her Nth escape plan.

Just then, a strange spatial ripple undulated before her.

Without the slightest warning, a black notebook exuding a mysterious aura appeared out of thin air and landed beside her soft pillow.

"Hmm? What is this?"

Ning Rongrong blinked her large eyes, her curiosity instantly overcoming her vigilance.

If it were a hidden weapon, it would have triggered already.

Besides, who could silently deliver something onto her bed inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

Could it be a new magic trick from Grandpa Sword?

She reached out and picked up the notebook, the gold-stamped characters on the cover catching her eye:

Su Yun's Diary (Copy).

"Su Yun? Who is that? Never heard of him."

"What kind of decent person writes a diary? And puts their name on the cover, as if they're afraid people won't know who it is?"

Ning Rongrong curled her lip, flipping open the first page with a hint of disdain.

However, after just one glance, her exquisite, pretty little face changed color.

From confusion, to shock, and then to a deep flush!

She was flushed with anger!

Overheating!!!

[X Year, X Month, X Day, Weather: Suitable for kidnapping young girls.]

[Since I'm going to Suotuo City, I certainly can't let those girls from Shrek Academy off the hook.]

[I won't even mention that silly cat Zhu Zhuqing; she's still on the path to her own demise. Let's focus on Ning Rongrong.]

[Ning Rongrong? That little witch from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? She is quite cute, and her noble temperament is truly impeccable. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her the wealthiest woman on the Douluo Continent.]

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong gave a soft huff, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly:

"At least you have some taste; of course this young lady is cute."

But immediately after, the following text felt like a basin of boiling chili water splashed onto her heart.

[However! This girl's personality is far too spoiled and arrogant; she is simply the textbook example of someone ruined by Ning Fengzhi.]

[What leaves me most speechless is that in the original story, she actually falls for Oscar?]

[That bearded uncle who spends all day shouting "I have a big sausage," looking as lecherous as a creepy old man?]

[What kind of bizarre aesthetic is this? Calling it a flower stuck in cow dung is giving the cow dung too much credit.]

[Could it be that because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is full of handsome men, she's bored of them and wants to try something wild? Ugh...]

"Bang!"

Ning Rongrong slammed her fist into the mattress, her eyes wide as saucers.

"Oscar? A lecherous uncle? A big sausage?"

"I'm going to fall for someone like that in the future?!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Is my taste really that bad?!"

A sense of shame, born from having her future dark history spoiled, made her toes curl into the mattress.

Gritting her teeth, she continued reading.

[But to be fair, this girl's skin is truly fair, and those legs are top-tier.]

[If she could change that foul temper of hers and learn to pour tea, fetch water, massage my legs, and knead my shoulders for this Holy Son, she might barely qualify to enter my fishpond and be kept as a mermaid.]

[After all, who would refuse a walking money bag and a support-type blood pack?]

[As for whether she could become the main wife... tsk, Dong'er and Xue'er are already in line. As for this little brat, she can go take a number!]

Silence.

A deathly silence.

The air in the boudoir seemed to freeze for three seconds.

The next moment, a volcano erupted!

"Su! Yun!!!"

A piercing shriek nearly blew the roof off.

Riiip—

The silk pillow in Ning Rongrong's hand, worth a thousand gold, was reduced to a flurry of flying shreds in that instant.

Like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on, she catapulted off the bed and pointed at the Diary floating in mid-air, cursing wildly:

"You're the wild game! Your whole family is wild game!"

"This young lady is willful? This young lady needs to change her temper?"

"And I have to pour tea and water for you? Barely qualify for your fishpond?!"

"What do you take this young lady for? Your backup plan?!"

"Ahhh! I'm so mad!!"

From the time she was little until now, when had Ning Rongrong ever suffered such grievances?

In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she was the little princess surrounded by stars;

Outside, she was a noble daughter held high above others.

It had always been her picking others; when was it ever someone else's turn to judge her, and even look at her with such disdain, ranking her as barely acceptable?

And who were those Dong'er and Xue'er?

They sounded like two vixen spirits!

This young lady actually has to wait in line?

"Fine! Very well!"

Ning Rongrong laughed in her extreme rage, her chest heaving violently, her face flushed red with anger, looking exceptionally vivid.

"Su Yun, is it? The Spirit Hall Holy Son, is it?"

"Since this Diary appeared with me, it means this young lady is destined for greatness!"

She had originally only intended to run away from home to get some fresh air and find some academy to slack off in.

But now, her goal had changed.

It had become incredibly clear, incredibly firm!

"Suotuo City!!!"

Ning Rongrong stared at the location mentioned in the Diary, her eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

"You're going to Suotuo City, right?"

"You're going to drag me into your fishpond, right?"

She turned around quickly, opened her storage soul tool, and began frantically sweeping everything in the room into it.

Gold soul coin cards? Take them! The kind with millions!

Defensive soul tools? Take them! Life-saving is priority!

All sorts of precious jewelry, clothes, snacks?

Take them all!

In less than a quarter of an hour, Ning Rongrong had packed her belongings.

She slung a small bundle over her shoulder, stood on the windowsill, and looked back at the luxurious room.

Finally, her gaze landed on the Diary that had automatically flown back into her arms.

"Su Yun, you just wait for this young lady!"

"I'm going to Suotuo City right now!"

"I'll make you know what the consequences are for provoking this little witch!"

"I'm going to bury you in money! Make you pour tea and water for me! Make you my eunuch!"

Under the moonlight, a petite figure nimbly dodged the patrolling disciples and vaulted over the high walls of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Although her movements were somewhat clumsy, the momentum of her determination to seek revenge (and deliver her own head) was unstoppable.

At the same time, Su Yun, who was in a carriage thousands of miles away, suddenly shivered.

"Achoo!"

Su Yun rubbed his nose and pulled his clothes tighter.

"Strange, why do I feel a chill down my back?"

"Could it be that some beauty is thinking of me?"

He added another line to the Diary:

[There are always unruly subjects who want to harm me. Could it be that the little witch Ning Rongrong has already seen the Diary? Whatever, she's an auxiliary type anyway, with zero combat power. Even if she comes, she's just serving herself up on a platter. Hehe.]

Ning Rongrong, who was currently on her way, saw this real-time update and nearly fell out of the tree.

"Zero combat power?"

"Serving myself up?"

"Su Yun!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Suotuo City was likely about to welcome the most chaotic Shura field in history!