The Black Tiger Will Guide You!

[You chose to cultivate the Seven Kill Sword, and your father was delighted. He decided to take you to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, where his cousin-uncle, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, would teach you personally. After all, you had Innate Full Soul Power! And so, you, Xiao Tian, and your father left your hometown and reached the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect after three months of travel.]

[At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, you met your third granduncle, Sword Douluo. You also met Bone Douluo, the sect master Ning Fengzhi, and the sect's little princess Ning Rongrong. You'd had a knack for winning people over since childhood, and soon became part of the sect's big family. You and Ning Rongrong became good friends, too.]

[Age 7: You obtained your first Soul Ring. Under Sword Douluo's guidance, you could even defeat a level-20 Soul Master without using Soul Skills. Your strength, remarkable talent, handsome face, and fine character left Ning Fengzhi more impressed with you by the day. With his quiet encouragement, you had more and more chances to spend time with Ning Rongrong.]

[Age 8: Years of training made you look less like a child and more like a young man. Amid the elders' teasing, your gaze gradually shifted from the Seven Kill Sword to Ning Rongrong. By then, she was as exquisite as a princess, her features and figure flawless. More and more often, her image appeared in your mind in the dead of night.]

[Age 9: You formally joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and were hailed as its foremost genius. But your life was simple: practice swordsmanship and trail after Ning Rongrong. Already spoiled and willful, Ning Rongrong grew even more overbearing under your adoring attention. Gradually, she ceased to be the sect's little princess and became its little devil. As for you, people privately called you the little devil's lackey—a shameless lapdog!]

[Age 10: You could no longer contain your feelings for Ning Rongrong, and one night, they finally spilled over. Afterward, you tearfully confessed what you had done to your third granduncle. He comforted you, saying it was something boys went through. There was no need to feel ashamed, but you had to learn to face it. You asked him how, but he gave no answer. Back in your bedroom, you couldn't settle into training, so you decided...]

[1. Go straight to Ning Rongrong and tell her you liked her!]

[2. Take out Ning Rongrong's handkerchief to ease the ache of longing!]

[3. Perhaps the black tiger would guide you!]

[At last, with nowhere else to pour out your feelings, your gaze fell on the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger sleeping soundly beside your pillow.]

[You shook it awake and poured out everything weighing on your heart. You talked for a long time that night, and it listened for just as long. Talking at it solved nothing, but you still felt much better. Just as you were about to hold the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and go to sleep, it darted out of the room and vanished into the darkness. You assumed it was hungry again and had gone out to hunt.]

[Early the next morning, soft whimpers woke you. You opened your eyes to find the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger curled up beside your pillow, covered in wounds. Your heart ached for it. You were about to pick it up and seek a healing-type Soul Master, but it dodged you. Beneath it lay a small pink notebook.]

[You carried it out anyway and took it to one of the sect's healing-type Soul Masters. By the time you returned to your bedroom, it was evening. Only then did you notice the little notebook on the bed.]

[Had Xiao Tian risked injury just to bring this notebook back? Unable to contain your curiosity, you picked it up—and discovered, to your astonishment, that the handwriting inside was Ning Rongrong's. It was Ning Rongrong's diary!]

[You agonized over it for a long time, but in the end, you wanted to know what the girl had written about you. The more you read, the redder your face grew.]

[It was less a girl's diary than a record of her peculiar tastes. Its pages were filled with her fantasies.]

[In those fantasies, the girl was no longer a princess high above everyone else, but a pitiful creature anyone could torment. That torment included, but was not limited to, being spat on, slapped, trampled, whipped, hypnotized...]

[The sheer extent of it opened a door to a whole new world for your young self!]

[After only two pages, your face was burning, and you were trembling with excitement. You had never imagined a pearl might wish to fall into the mud...]

[That night, you asked yourself six times what the meaning of life was. By morning, you had decided...]

[1. You couldn't sink any further. The diary had to be destroyed!]

[2. Return the diary to Ning Rongrong and use it to threaten her.]

[3. Keep the diary safe. It might prove useful someday.]

[You put the diary away and warned yourself not to become obsessed. You would look at it no more than once a month!]

[But you underestimated the chain reaction. When Ning Rongrong realized her diary had been stolen, she was too ashamed to remain at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She ran away from home and eventually joined Shrek Academy.]

[Age 13: Three years later, you saw Ning Rongrong again. This time, she brought back something new called Hidden Weapons. One nearly injured your third granduncle, but Ning Fengzhi was delighted. He said the direct-line disciples would be that much safer from now on. You understood what he meant: they no longer needed Battle Soul Masters quite so badly.

At the banquet, Ning Rongrong shared many amusing stories from Shrek Academy. Ning Fengzhi showed great interest in a student named Tang San. But for some reason, every time you heard the name Oscar, discomfort washed over you. Perhaps it was because her voice grew a little gentler whenever she said it.]

[Age 15: Heaven Dou Empire Royal Advanced Academy invited you to join them for the All-Continent Elite Tournament. You refused, unwilling to face Ning Rongrong as an enemy someday. A few months later, word reached you that Shrek Academy had won the championship. You paid no attention to the news about a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast or Clear Sky Douluo taking on seven opponents with a single swing of his hammer. All you cared about was that Ning Rongrong, whom you had longed for all this time, would soon return.

A few days later, you saw Ning Rongrong again. She had grown up, and she was more beautiful than ever. Hers was a gentle, harmonious beauty, and an air of rare nobility surrounded her, much like her Martial Soul, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Though not yet twenty, she already carried herself with graceful poise.

But your gaze remained fixed on the man behind her. You knew who he was: Oscar!

His impossibly handsome face made you feel inadequate at once, so you decided...]

[1. Why waste words on him? Cut him down with one stroke!]

[2. Announce in front of him that you had reached level 60, then ask Ning Fengzhi for Ning Rongrong's hand!]

[3. Smile and keep playing the understanding older brother.]