Setting off for Suotuo City

Yu Xiaogang was the deepest humiliation in her heart, while the Rakshasa God Trial was an absolute secret she had kept tightly hidden even from Qian Daoliu.

Why did this "Reborn God" named Xiong Shaoqing know everything so clearly?

Could that so-called future really all be true?

Had she actually fallen to such a state in the end, while this man had died saving her in his previous life?

Bibi Dong closed her eyes, forcibly suppressing the churning seas in her heart.

As a formidable figure of her generation, she could not possibly believe everything on the strength of a passage of text alone.

Xiong Shaoqing, is it? I shall keep this notebook.

If you truly can foresee the future, I would like to see what other earth-shattering things you can write.

More ink appeared in the diary.

[Xue'er, you foolish girl. You were so proud, so why did you sacrifice your sacred Angel Godhood just to buy me time to reverse time and space? What you owe me, I, Xiong Shaoqing, will repay in this life, even if it costs me my life.]

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Clatter.

The teacup in Qian Renxue's hand dropped straight to the floor and shattered.

Xue'er... who was he calling that?

Qian Renxue's golden pupils contracted slightly, her first reaction one of wariness.

But immediately afterward, her gaze locked onto the words "sacred Angel Godhood," and her heart abruptly skipped a beat.

Angel Godhood was the Qian Family of Spirit Hall's most closely guarded secret. Someone who knew that secret and had "Xue" in her name...

Could he really mean me?

Qian Renxue's composure completely unraveled, her golden eyes filled with disbelief.

Sacrifice my Angel Godhood? In the future, I would actually give up even my chance to become a god for a man?

Qian Renxue found it absurd, but the presence of higher laws emanating from the diary, which made even the Angel Divine Power within her tremble, mercilessly told her that this was no prank.

The diary continued updating.

[Zhu Zhuqing, my aloof, stubborn little kitty. In our previous life, that coward Dai Mubai abandoned you, leaving you to face your family's pursuit alone and suffer so much. In this life, I won't let you suffer at Shrek Academy again. What Star Luo Empire? At worst, I'll flatten it with a single stroke of my sword.]

Star Luo Empire.

Zhu Zhuqing clutched her violently heaving chest, her eyes slightly red.

"Dai Mubai abandoned me? A coward?" she murmured. Although the future betrayal stung her, when she read the following words, "At worst, I'll flatten it with a single stroke of my sword"...

An unprecedented warmth and sense of security suddenly welled up in her icy heart.

Was this man someone she could rely on in the future?

[As for Xiao Wu... my foolish, foolish little rabbit.]

[Whenever I think of that hypocrite Tang San, I want to go slice him into a thousand pieces right now.]

Nuoding Academy, Dorm Seven.

When Xiao Wu read this, the expression of someone merely enjoying the spectacle instantly froze on her face.

[In our previous life, if I hadn't snatched you away from Shrek, you really would have foolishly believed in Tang San's brotherly affection. You had no idea that he and his father Tang Hao, who lurked in the shadows, had long since seen through your human form to your true identity as a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast.]

[They just wanted to keep you as a captive Soul Ring, then force you to sacrifice yourself once you, their plump little rabbit, had grown up. That hypocrite whose mouth overflowed with virtue and righteousness could even scheme against every living being on the continent to become a god.]

[This time, I'll not only seize all his opportunities before he can, but also utterly ruin his reputation and win justice for all the wrongs you girls suffered.]

A hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, captivity, sacrifice?

All the blood in Xiao Wu's body seemed to drain away at that moment.

She turned her head in terror and looked at Tang San, who was cultivating on a bed nearby.

Tang San's seemingly gentle, delicate face now looked to Xiao Wu like a vicious ghost wearing a mask of human skin.

So... he had known all along?

He took me as his little sister entirely for my Soul Ring?

Xiao Wu bit her lip hard, tears brimming in her eyes.

Without the warning in Young Master Xiong Shaoqing's diary, she hardly dared imagine her own tragic end.

In a private courtyard.

Xiong Shaoqing closed the diary.

In fact, before he began writing, the system had branded the ironclad laws governing the instances into his mind.

They could not harm the main instance's owner, and instance owners were strictly forbidden from fighting one another.

A smile curled at the corner of Xiong Shaoqing's lips.

This was what gave him the confidence to expose Xiao Wu's identity as a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast so brazenly in his diary.

Without this "no mutual harm" rule, given Bibi Dong's greed for a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, she would probably have torn through space and rushed to Nuoding City to skin Xiao Wu alive the moment she read the diary.

But now, the laws of heaven stood above all else.

Even if her craving for the Soul Ring drove her mad, Bibi Dong would never dare touch a hair on Xiao Wu's head.

That was a grand enough promise, and the emotional appeal hit just right.

They were probably all questioning their lives now, perhaps even imagining their own stirring, tear-jerking love stories with him.

Xiong Shaoqing was in no hurry to approach these lofty goddesses.

With his current physique, throwing himself at them would only get him treated as a swindler with ulterior motives.

The best hunters always appeared in the guise of prey.

He would wait until these goddesses, their hearts thrown into turmoil by the diary and beginning to believe in their bonds from a previous life, searched madly for him across the continent.

[Ding! Bibi Dong's shock and complicated emotions detected. Feedback: Soul Power advancement progress +10%!]

[Ding! Qian Renxue's confusion and intense curiosity detected. Feedback: Spiritual Power purity +5%!]

[Ding! Zhu Zhuqing's gratitude and anticipation detected. Feedback: physique enhancement +5%!]

[Ding! Xiao Wu's fear and disgust toward Tang San, along with a strong sense of dependence on the host, detected. Feedback: Soul Power advancement progress +20%!]

Chapter 3: Setting off for Suotuo City

A string of crisp notifications exploded in his mind one after another. Xiong Shaoqing abruptly shut his eyes and clenched his teeth, barely keeping himself from crying out in pleasure in the silence of the night.

The sensation was intoxicating.

An exceedingly pure force appeared out of nowhere throughout his limbs and body.

His meager Soul Power, originally only at level five, now swelled and expanded at an unbelievable speed, like a dried riverbed welcoming the spring floods.

Not only that, his mind was clearer than ever before, and even this somewhat slender body gave off a series of faint cracks from its bones.

Thirty percent total Soul Power progress, plus a dual baptism of Spiritual Power and physique...

Xiong Shaoqing slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a cloud of white mist tinged with impurities.

He clenched his fists, feeling the solid strength in his fingertips, his heart pounding like a drum.

This was even more potent than those tendon-cleansing, marrow-refining transformations in the novels of his previous life.

Was this the true worth of the God King Development Diary?

He did not need to toil away hunting low-level Soul Beasts on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, nor sit motionless in meditation day after day. As long as he spun a good enough story, those lofty Heaven's Favored Daughters would continuously become nourishment for his growth.

Xiong Shaoqing leaned against the cold earthen wall, his mind racing as he began reviewing this first harvest.

Bibi Dong contributed ten percent Soul Power progress. As expected of the iron-fisted Pope who ruled Spirit Hall, she was extremely guarded.

For the first diary entry to shock such a reward out of her meant that those two sore spots, Yu Xiaogang and the Rakshasa God, had truly pierced her psychological defenses.

She was probably sitting on the Pope Chair questioning her life right now.

Qian Renxue was merely confused and curious.

Normal.

This woman had been undercover since childhood, her thoughts as deep as the sea. With a man suddenly appearing to say she would sacrifice her godhood for love in the future, what she meant now was definitely: absurd, but I want to find out what happened.

No rush. This proud swan needed to simmer slowly.

As for Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu...

Xiong Shaoqing's lips curved with the certainty of victory.

Zhu Zhuqing was currently at her most desperate and helpless.

Dai Mubai's flight was like a knife plunged into her heart, while his line in the diary, "At worst, I'll flatten it with a single stroke of my sword," was like a piece of driftwood offered just as she was about to drown.

Her five percent physique enhancement was the best proof that dependence had formed in her heart.

And Xiao Wu had undoubtedly brought the greatest returns.

Twenty percent Soul Power progress, plus a strong sense of dependence.

Xiong Shaoqing rubbed his chin, almost able to picture the pink-clad girl's collapse in Dorm Seven at that moment.

When reading the book in his previous life, he had already concluded that Tang San's feelings for Xiao Wu were mixed with far too much calculation.

How could a powerhouse at Tang Hao's level possibly fail to see through a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast's human transformation?

Now that this bloody fig leaf had been torn away, unless Xiao Wu was stupid, she would definitely look at Tang San like a vicious ghost ready to skin her and rip out her tendons at any moment.

Still, he couldn't get carried away yet.

Xiong Shaoqing rubbed the space between his brows, forcibly suppressing his wild joy.

He knew very well that he was currently just a slightly stronger beginner.

Only by relying on the information gap and the protection of the system's laws had he managed to hoodwink this bunch of max-level powerhouses so thoroughly.

Granted, protected by the ironclad rule that "instance owners are strictly forbidden from harming the main instance," he did not have to worry about these goddesses hunting him down across space, but that certainly did not mean he could rest easy.

Once a fatal logical flaw appeared in the diary and these Heaven's Favored Daughters realized he was a fraud with a combat rating of five, his reborn God King persona would instantly collapse.

When that happened, even if the rules prevented them from attacking him, they would discard him like worn-out shoes.

Without their imaginings and emotional feedback, this heaven-reaching shortcut of leveling up while idle would be severed completely.

On this Douluo Continent where the strong devoured the weak, losing his usefulness and spending his entire life as a level-five good-for-nothing would be worse than death.

The best lie was nine parts truth and one part falsehood.

He had to maintain the persona of a reborn God King whose grave injuries had yet to heal and who was secretly restoring his strength, right to the end.

Xiong Shaoqing walked to the window and pushed open its shabby wooden shutters.

A biting wind mixed with snowflakes struck his face, completely cooling his feverish mind.

By his reckoning, he and Tang San were both eighteen this year.

Eighteen was precisely when they would graduate from Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy and head to Shrek Academy in Suotuo City to enroll.

Barring any surprises, Tang San would set off south with Xiao Wu in the next couple of days.

But now that Xiao Wu had read the diary, she would never dare follow Tang San to that so-called Monster Academy with no guard up, as she had in the original story.

What this frightened little rabbit needed most right now was an absolutely safe haven that could take her out of Tang San's clutches.

And he, the God King big brother who had fought to the death to save her in the diary, was currently her sole faith.

Xiong Shaoqing's gaze flickered as a bold, meticulous plan swiftly took shape in his mind.

He could not take the initiative to seek out Xiao Wu.

A God King had to maintain a God King's dignity. What god would throw himself at a mortal?

He would set off for Suotuo City first.

That was Dai Mubai's territory, as well as the hub of the gears where the Shrek Seven Devils' destinies converged.

He would lay a scheme there-a perfect opening that would not only let him meet Zhu Zhuqing naturally, but also bring Xiao Wu, fleeing Tang San, to seek refuge with him of her own accord.