Hu Liena blushed and pouted in displeasure. "Chrysanthemum Grandpa, what are you talking about?"
Yue Guan waved a hand.
"Nothing, nothing. Su Chen, you said you were going to find someone to fight. Do you need Old Ghost and me to go help you?"
"How strong is your opponent?"
Su Chen grinned.
"No need. It's just a normal sparring match, nothing more."
"As for my opponent?"
"It's your old nemesis—the bottom-ranked Titled Douluo, Dugu Bo."
"Hm?"
Yue Guan and Gui Mei were both taken aback. Yue Guan's expression turned complicated as he looked at Su Chen.
"You want to fight Dugu Bo?"
"That old bastard is no pushover. He may be one of the weaker Titled Douluo, but his Martial Soul is the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, and his poison is unrivaled under heaven. Even I have to be careful when facing him."
Su Chen nodded slightly, his expression calm. "It's fine. I know him pretty well. He won't be a match for me."
"Besides, I've got something on him!"
Yue Guan nodded with a laugh.
"Good, good, good. If you beat him, be sure to tell me. I'll go give him a good mocking afterward."
Gui Mei glanced at Chrysanthemum Guan without saying anything, his eyes full of disdain. He thought, If Su Chen can beat Dugu Bo, you're not exactly any better.
Hu Liena took Su Chen's hand and said with concern,
"Then get some more rest today. We're almost at Heaven Dou City. I'll wake you when we arrive."
As she spoke, Hu Liena gestured for Su Chen to lie down and rest on her lap.
Huh?
Su Chen leaned over and lay on Hu Liena's lap. Breathing in her maidenly fragrance, his thoughts immediately began to run wild, and his blood surged.
So soft, so comfortable.
Damn it!
How was he supposed to get any rest like this?
But...
If he got up, Hu Liena would surely be unhappy. To make her happy, he had to lie still on her lap. Yeah... that was it!
[Diary: Recording the wonderful, blissful life of transmigration.]
[Today is such an exciting day. We'll reach Heaven Dou City this afternoon, and then I can go to Heaven Dou Academy and give Dugu Yan a good beating. Yanzi, Yanzi, don't blame me! It pains me, too. (Reward: Wang Ye's Spring Outing Painting)]
[I was planning to go everywhere alone, but Hu Liena, that pesky little enchantress, insisted on coming with me. Looking at her pretty, aggrieved little face, I just couldn't refuse.]
[Huh!]
[Today's diary topic is actually transmigrators?]
Su Chen paused noticeably as he wrote this. A knowing look crept onto his face, and he understood more or less what was going on.
Hu Liena gently rested her hand against Su Chen's cheek, her heart brimming with anticipation. A transmigrator! Dugu Yan had asked a good question. Everyone was probably wondering the same thing now, right?
Ah, poor Yanzi.
Hu Liena couldn't help feeling a little sorry for her. Dugu Yan was watching Su Chen approach, step by step, knowing he was coming to beat her up. How depressing must that be?
At the same time,
the women who saw the diary were getting excited, too.
Transmigrators.
They'd all tossed and turned sleeplessly the night before, full of curiosity about the subject. Who would have thought Dugu Yan would ask about it today?
Good job, Yanzi.
As for Su Chen beating you up today, we strongly condemn him.
The diary continued to update:
[There's always someone stronger, and there's always a heaven beyond the heavens.]
[Before writing about "transmigrators," we should broaden our worldview first—the three thousand worlds.]
[The three thousand worlds don't mean there are exactly three thousand worlds. Beyond what people can know, there are countless worlds. Some are stronger, some weaker. Douluo Continent is just one small world among them.]
[So a transmigrator is someone who comes from another world. Some cross over with their bodies, while others come with only their souls.]
[Soul transmigration can be divided into taking over the original owner's body, being revived after someone finds your corpse, and reincarnating before awakening memories of your past life.]
[As I said before, Little Scumbag came from a martial-arts world. He was a Tang Sect outer disciple, a twenty-nine-year-old assassin who was obsessed with Hidden Weapons. After he secretly learned the inner sect's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, the Tang Sect elders chased him until he jumped off a cliff.]
[Holy crap! Talking about this makes me want to rant again. Tang San was twenty-nine, and yet he reached out with his claws toward Xiao Wu at Nuoding Academy. Even a pervert like me thinks that's perverted!]
[Wait a second?]
[Come to think of it, Tang San actually got the short end of the stick. Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Hooligan Rabbit. She was the old cow eating the young grass... This is getting me, a pervert, more and more excited.]
Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong's brows drew together, and she couldn't help letting out a cold laugh.
"Heh!"
"What a coincidence!"
A hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit.
Bibi Dong naturally thought of that Soft Bone Rabbit who had slipped through the net. So she was with Tang San now—talk about enemies meeting on a narrow road!
Bibi Dong had already begun ordering Spirit Hall to investigate.
Tang San had to die.
Bibi Dong had already decided that this hundred-thousand-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit would become Hu Liena's third Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
Meanwhile,
in Holy Soul Village,
Xiao Wu was so startled that she collapsed onto the ground, her face deathly pale.
It was over. It was over.
Third Brother wasn't really Third Brother. He was Third Uncle.
Xiao Wu thought of this and looked up at Tang San in the distance, who was forging Hidden Weapons. She couldn't come up with a single reason to refute the diary.
Third Uncle really was obsessed with Hidden Weapons!
No, no, no.
Worse still, that bastard Su Chen had exposed the fact that she was a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast.
Damn it!
The topic was just supposed to be transmigrators. What did it have to do with Sister Xiao Wu!?
Xiao Wu gritted her teeth in anger, clenching her fists as she secretly vowed that when she saw Su Chen again, she'd make him pay!
But,
what left Xiao Wu at a loss was that they were setting out for Suotuo City tomorrow.
In the distance,
Tang San saw Xiao Wu sitting on the ground and hurried over to ask,
"Xiao Wu, what's wrong?"
Seeing Tang San reach out to help her, Xiao Wu hurriedly got up and even backed away half a step. She murmured, "I'm fine, Third... Xiao... Tang San."
She couldn't quite bring herself to call him Third Brother, but Xiao San didn't feel right either.
For a moment, she couldn't face him.
Tang San saw it all, and his heart sank.
Are you serious with that half-step back? Such a tiny little gesture, yet it hurt so much.
Tang San said earnestly,
"Xiao Wu, if something's happened, you have to tell me."
"I promised you that anyone who wanted to hurt you would have to step over my dead body. No matter what happens, I'll always be your Third Brother."
Xiao Wu nodded, her expression complicated. "Mm, I understand."
In the dim cave,
the Blue Silver Grass had wilted too.
Ah Yin was devastated. Her child, Tang San—he wasn't actually her child, but someone from another world?
Good heavens!
How could this be?
In the darkness,
Ah Yin crumpled to the ground, as if she'd lost all desire to live. Even the Blue Silver Grass that was her body was beginning to wilt.
She was desperate. She had already sacrificed herself, so how had she still failed to protect her child?