Writing a Diary in Douluo: All the Heroines Gave Themselves Away

Terrifying Forceful Qi became a shock wave visible to the naked eye, sweeping wildly outward and uprooting dozens of towering trees nearby.

The ground beneath Xiong Shaoqing's feet instantly collapsed into a pit several meters across. His face paled slightly, but his straight back remained like a javelin, willing to break rather than bend.

With a body at only the thirtieth rank, he had actually taken the full-force strike of a three-thousand-year-old power attack system Spirit Beast head-on.

"Beast, you think that little strength can hurt someone under my protection? Submit!"

Xiong Shaoqing roared in fury, and the Soul Power inside him erupted.

The Earthshaking Vajra Ape's massive body abruptly stiffened. A trace of fear born of bloodline suppression actually flashed through its eyes.

Chapter 58: Catgirl and bunnygirl, soft jade and warm fragrance

Seizing the opportunity, Xiong Shaoqing turned his hand into a blade and, wreathed in savage Gang Qi that swept through everything like rotten wood, drove it viciously into the Vajra Ape's most vulnerable spot-its throat.

Blood sprayed down like a fountain. The three-thousand-year-old Earthshaking Vajra Ape let out a despairing wail and crashed down, shaking the earth.

A Soul Ring glowing deep purple slowly emerged.

The battle had ended brutally and stunningly.

Xiong Shaoqing stood in the pool of blood, panting heavily. Several wounds had split open along his arm from the impact, and blood dripped from his fingertips.

But he ignored his wounds and turned to glance at Qian Renxue, who stood behind Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's protection. Only after seeing that she was unharmed did his tightly knitted brows ease slightly.

Without a word, he walked beside the giant ape's corpse, sat cross-legged, and began drawing in that three-thousand-year Soul Ring, which surpassed the limits of ordinary understanding.

Watching him absorb it with his eyes closed amid the smell of blood, Qian Renxue bit her lip hard, her eyes completely reddening.

Half an hour later, color gradually returned to Xiong Shaoqing's face.

With his eyes closed, he summoned the Destiny Diary in his Sea of Consciousness and began today's performance:

[These beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest do have some brute strength.]

[That three-thousand-year-old Earthshaking Vajra Ape really was a tough bone to crack. The instant our fists collided, I even felt as if this skeleton I'm cultivating anew was about to fall apart.]

[If I'd been alone, I wouldn't have needed to fight it so desperately. I could simply have maneuvered around it.]

[But that foolish girl who has no idea how close death is insisted on coming along. She can fall into a pit just walking through snow. If that Vajra Ape's gravity field had reached the rear just now...]

[Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing might have managed to dodge, but with her disguise preventing her from using Soul Power, she would definitely have been crushed into pulp.]

[How could I possibly gamble with her life? I had to smash it to death right there on the front line!]

[Now I've absorbed the Soul Ring, but these wounds on my arm will probably hurt for days.]

[I glanced back. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing protected her well. That girl Xue'er must have been frightened; she looked a little pale. I really wanted to walk over, knock her on the head, and ask whether she'd dare be so willful again.]

[Forget it. Since she wants to see it, I'll simply protect her as she takes in all the scenery this world has to offer.]

The writing slowly faded. That fatherly devotion, laced with helpless complaints yet protective to the very marrow, leaped from the page.

On the snowy ground not far away.

Reading the diary in their minds, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing felt both heartache and deep emotion.

Their big brother would rather get hurt himself than let any danger reach them.

Meanwhile, Qian Renxue, standing between them, read the words "How could I possibly gamble with her life?" and could no longer hold back her tears. They slid down her fair cheeks.

She had thought his cold reprimand came from annoyance. Never had she imagined it was the lone, desperate courage that had erupted from him at the edge of life and death to protect her.

He had seen through her disguise and understood her predicament. To protect even that Martial Soul she could not use, he had willingly met three thousand years of fury with his own flesh and blood.

Qian Renxue gazed at the man sitting cross-legged ahead of her, sobbing soundlessly in her heart.

Xiong Shaoqing, you great fool. What had Qian Renxue ever done to deserve this fellow protecting her without even caring for his own life?

At the very instant Qian Renxue's emotional defenses completely shattered.

[Ding! Detected the complete collapse of Qian Renxue's inner defenses. An ultimate love willing to follow you through life and death has arisen. Admiration value has exceeded its limit!]

[Ding! Detected extreme admiration and heartache from Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing! Bond points have exploded!]

[System feedback mechanism activated. Penalty for absorbing a Soul Ring beyond your rank waived. A vast quantity of pure Soul Power is flooding in!]

[Congratulations to the host on successfully absorbing the third Soul Ring!]

[The host's Soul Power has broken through two rank barriers in succession!]

[Current Soul Power: rank thirty-two (Soul Elder)!]

The barrage of notifications in his mind sent Xiong Shaoqing soaring with pleasure.

Holy shit, rank thirty-two.

And the system even waived the pain from absorbing a ring beyond my rank. This diary performance of playing pitiful while overbearingly protecting my own was an absolute landslide victory.

Xiong Shaoqing slowly opened his eyes. An exceedingly well-hidden trace of satisfaction flashed deep within his dark gaze.

Rising, he deliberately shook his still slightly bleeding arm and furrowed his brows almost imperceptibly before approaching the three of them.

He casually tossed out a water flask, which landed squarely in Qian Renxue's arms.

"Drink some water to settle your nerves." Xiong Shaoqing's tone remained cold and hard. "I have my third Soul Ring. The smell of blood here is too strong and could easily attract other high-level Soul Beasts. We're returning to Suotuo City."

Holding the flask, which still carried his body heat, Qian Renxue smiled.

Even beneath her male disguise, that smile was so stunning that it robbed the wind and snow filling the sky of their splendor.

"Everything will be as you arrange, Brother Xiong." She gazed steadily at him, her golden eyes filled with unprecedented resolve.

Half a day later, at the Listening Snow Inn in Suotuo City.

Inside Xiong Shaoqing's guest room, the underfloor heating burned warm, and a faint fragrance mingled with a trace of blood in the air.

Xiong Shaoqing sat squarely on the edge of the bed, his legs spread, with half his upper garment removed to reveal his strong, sharply defined torso.

Several bloody gashes split open by the Vajra Ape's impact looked rather alarming on his right arm.

Xiao Wu knelt beside him, her eyes red, cradling his arm as she puffed out her pink cheeks and carefully blew cool breaths over his wounds.

Zhu Zhuqing held warm water and used a clean, warm white towel to wipe the blood from the edges of his wounds little by little, her cool face filled with heartache.

"They're only flesh wounds. I won't die. There's no need to make such a production of this." Xiong Shaoqing frowned slightly, speaking stiffly, looking every inch an utterly unromantic straight man who found their fussing excessive.

Yet deep inside, where no one knew, his lecherous soul was already rolling around on the ground in delight.

Tsk, tsk. A bunnygirl blowing soft breaths on my left, a catgirl gently wiping me on my right.

Now this is what you call soft jade and warm fragrance, damn it. These cuts were so worth it. This is practically imperial treatment. Hold it together, hold it together. The ice-cold God King persona must not crumble.

Qian Renxue stood nearby, watching those two pairs of busy little hands before glancing at Xiong Shaoqing's sturdy chest. A blush involuntarily crept over her fair ears.

She stepped forward, took a mutton-fat jade bottle from inside her clothes, and offered it to him.

"Brother Xiong, you suffered such serious wounds protecting me today. I feel guilty. This is the imperial family's secret medicine, Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus Blood-Coagulating Frost. It works wonders for healing external wounds and removing scars."

Beneath the warmth of Qian Renxue's voice lay a barely perceptible nervousness.

Xiong Shaoqing lifted his eyelids slightly and cast a cold glance at the precious jade bottle. Without declining, he took it with one hand. "Thoughtful of you."

As the night deepened, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing carefully bandaged his wounds, then rose and returned to the room next door to rest.

Only Xiong Shaoqing and "Xue Qinghe" remained in the guest room.

With one man and one lone "man," the atmosphere suddenly grew somewhat delicate.

Chapter 59: A bold Qian Renxue

Not only did Qian Renxue show no intention of leaving, but she walked to the desk and adjusted the flickering candle flame. Then she turned around, gently waving her folding fan, a hint of bold probing in her eyes.

"Brother Xiong, I truly admire the divine might you displayed today. The stars are lovely tonight, and the night is long. Might I stay and talk with you until dawn?"

Hearing those suggestive words, Xiong Shaoqing remained as placid as an ancient well on the surface, but inwardly nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Holy shit, this girl is far too bold.

She's Xue Qinghe right now. Her identity is a man.

She wants to stay here in the middle of the night to 'talk until dawn' and 'sleep feet to feet' with a grown man like me?

If I didn't have the system and know your true identity, I'd seriously think you had some unusual tastes.

Shocked though he was, he still had to see the act through.

Xiong Shaoqing's expression instantly chilled. His swordlike brows rose, and he stepped half a pace back to put distance between them, his voice carrying undisguised rejection and warning:

"Young Master Xue, my preferences are normal. I have no taste for homosexuality. Two men alone in one room in the middle of the night wouldn't sound good if word got out. It's late. Safe travels. I won't see you out."

Seeing Xiong Shaoqing avoid her as though he faced a formidable enemy, Qian Renxue was not annoyed at all. Instead, she found it immensely amusing.

She knew he was pretending, yet she adored the boundaries he kept, guarding his purity like jade.

"Then... I won't disturb your rest, Brother Xiong. See you tomorrow." Suppressing a laugh, Qian Renxue lightly cupped her hands and turned to leave the room.

Once the door closed, Xiong Shaoqing let out a long breath of relief.

He walked to the desk and sat down. A wicked smile curled his lips as he summoned the Destiny Diary and began tonight's main event:

[Today was seriously bizarre.]

[That girl Xue'er is getting bolder and bolder, relying on the guise of "Xue Qinghe." She actually used our brotherly friendship as an excuse to come to my room and shamelessly say she wanted to talk until dawn.]

[She's deliberately testing my self-control. A man and woman alone in one room-wasn't she afraid I might fail to hold back and accidentally let the gun go off?]

[Fortunately, my self-control is a few notches stronger than even Liu Xiahui's, who remained unmoved with a woman in his lap. I thought quickly enough to send her away using the excuse that I have no taste for homosexuality.]

[Even so, it really wasn't easy to endure. Though our love ran deep in our previous life, and we climbed Mount Wu to share its clouds and rain more times than I could count, we've only known each other for a few days in this life, however you count it.]

[That girl actually dared to keep wildly testing the edge of losing control. What a helplessly troublesome little temptress.]

The writing slowly faded.

At that moment, Qian Renxue was sitting in a carriage returning to another luxurious hotel when the same passage appeared in her mind.

"Let the gun go off? Stronger than Liu Xiahui?"

Reading the teasing words in the diary, laced with helplessness and humor, Qian Renxue could not suppress a laugh. Tender affection rippled through her beautiful golden eyes without even her noticing.

This usually ice-cold God King actually had such a witty, humorous nature deep inside.

Qian Renxue stroked the folding fan in her hand, a sweet ripple rising in her heart.

His respect and restraint toward her did not make her feel distant. Instead, they made this man seem increasingly vivid and interesting, someone worth entrusting herself to.

Meanwhile, in the adjacent guest room at the Listening Snow Inn.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, lying on the bed, also covered their mouths and giggled as they read the words appearing in their minds.

"Big Brother thinks so quickly. He actually came up with 'homosexuality' as an excuse to send Sister Xue'er away." Xiao Wu laughed as she rolled around on the bed. "He actually said all that just to avoid being alone in a room with a woman."

"They were clearly so intimate in their previous life, yet he's still so restrained in this one, so respectful of women."

Zhu Zhuqing also smiled with her lips pressed together, her eyes full of approval.

A man who held to his bottom line in the face of temptation and maintained such firm boundaries was the most reassuring kind.

And at that moment.

Beneath the night sky, Bibi Dong drove her Six-Winged Purple Light Wings, streaking rapidly through the air like a purple meteor. Wherever she passed, her violent Soul Power tore shrill screams from the night wind.

Just then, the Diary in her mind updated.

Her gaze swept across "said she wanted to talk with me until dawn," then fell on "climbed Mount Wu to share its clouds and rain more times than I could count." Bibi Dong abruptly halted in flight, hovering in midair.

"Shameless! Utterly absurd!"

Bibi Dong lost her composure and shouted furiously into the night sky. Her chest heaved, and extreme anger coated her beautiful face in frost.

That shameless, rebellious daughter Qian Renxue, the dignified Young Master of Spirit Hall, had actually volunteered to stay in a man's room in the middle of the night.

As a woman, she was actually taking such initiative, wildly testing the edge of losing control. She had utterly disgraced Spirit Hall.

Even though the Diary said those things had happened in a previous life, not this one, Bibi Dong still considered it outrageous beyond measure.

Even in her previous life, Qian Renxue had been the dignified Heir to the Angel Bloodline. How could she have become entangled with such an ant, even becoming so utterly intimate with him?

Bibi Dong trembled all over with rage. A wicked fire rampaged through her heart, burning away nearly all her reason.

Whenever she thought of that daughter of hers throwing herself at this man, she felt as though a boulder blocked her chest, impossible to swallow or spit out. That twisted jealousy intertwined with anger, nearly driving her to destroy every tree before her.

"I shall see for myself just what bewitching potion this lecher has fed you." Bibi Dong's gaze turned utterly cold and fierce. Her purple wings beat again, carrying killing intent even more terrifying than before as she hurtled straight toward Suotuo City.