Chapter 30: Primary Barbarian Battle Body
Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot as he roared hysterically at Zhao Ling.
"Y-you dare curse me so viciously? Y-you just wait! I, Yu Xiaogang, swear I'm no man if I don't avenge this!!!"
"Noisy," Zhao Ling drawled. He freed his right hand and pretended he was about to slap his own right cheek.
Yu Xiaogang shuddered involuntarily in fright and shouted, "D-don't do anything rash! Put your right hand down! I-I'm not afraid of you..."
Yu Xiaogang was genuinely frightened now. He had no way of knowing whether the full damage from Zhao Ling slapping himself would transfer to him again. He dared not gamble.
Bibi Dong had never expected Zhao Ling to shoulder all the blame for her beating Yu Xiaogang yesterday without hesitation, either.
Even if he was a Titled Douluo, such behavior was extremely irrational.
Yu Xiaogang might be a piece of trash whose Soul Power was below rank twenty, but one must not forget that he was the second son of Yu Yuanzhen, patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
However pathetic his strength and talent, however unwelcome he was, he still had the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan backing him when someone bullied him.
And that was not all. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Clear Sky Sect, and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were collectively known as the Upper Three Sects.
The three sects had always been branches of the same tree. Offending the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan meant indirectly offending the Clear Sky Sect and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as well.
Naturally, their Spirit Hall had no need to fear the Upper Three Sects' power.
But Zhao Ling was different. He belonged neither to the Upper Three Sects nor to Spirit Hall.
Even with a Titled Douluo's strength, he was insignificant before a behemoth like the Upper Three Sects, yet he had fearlessly taken everything upon himself for her.
Bibi Dong was somewhat moved, but she did not want to owe anyone a favor, nor did she want Zhao Ling to endure the wrath of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Upper Three Sects because of her.
So Bibi Dong snatched a wooden club used to maintain order from a guard at the entrance. When he tried to protest, she signaled the Spirit Hall members behind her with her eyes.
Understanding immediately, the Spirit Hall members blocked the guards with fierce expressions, looking ready to slaughter them if they dared make a rash move.
Sensing the hostility in their eyes, the guards dared not voice their anger.
Bibi Dong hurried up behind the terrified Yu Xiaogang, who was trying to stop Zhao Ling from slapping himself, leaped high, and brought the club down in a sneak attack.
Yu Xiaogang only felt a heavy blow to his head before his vision went black and he collapsed.
In the instant before he passed out, Yu Xiaogang saw Zhao Ling's expression turn to astonishment. Only one question filled his mind: Which sneaky bastard ambushed me this time? Damn it...
Looking at Bibi Dong holding the club, Zhao Ling's mouth twitched wildly. He could not help summoning the Diary Panel to vent.
[The second time. This is the second time Bibi Dong has thrashed Yu Xiaogang.]
[Sure enough, since I transmigrated, the butterfly effect has changed Bibi Dong's destiny. She actually shows no mercy when beating the man she originally loved most.]
[How pitiful. Even I can't help feeling sorry for Yu Xiaogang.]
[This guy is just too pitiful. It was bad enough that his father and the elders didn't like him back in his clan.]
[Now even Bibi Dong, who originally loved him deeply, dislikes him. I'm starting to wonder whether Yu Xiaogang committed so many sins in the original story that they caused this drastic change in Bibi Dong's personality.]
[Suddenly, a very serious question occurred to me. Could Yu Xiaogang's Younger Cousin, Liu Erlong, have been affected by the butterfly effect too?]
[Surely not? Surely not? Surely Yu Xiaogang couldn't be that miserable?]
[If both women who liked him in the original story hated him, wouldn't he be so depressed he'd cough up blood?]
[Hmm... probably not. Doesn't Liu Erlong love picking up that worn-out shoe, Yu Xiaogang?]
[In the original story, after Yu Xiaogang broke up with Bibi Dong, he seemingly got together with Liu Erlong in just a year or two. If Yu Luomian hadn't brought people to stop them, they really would have become husband and wife.]
[Fortunately, Yu Luomian stopped them quickly enough. Otherwise, if blood-related first cousins married, their children would have a high chance of inheriting familial diseases, or even being born deformed. If that really happened, it would truly be a sin.]
[Yu Luomian clearly protected the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's reputation and prevented the risk of deformed offspring, yet Liu Erlong showed no appreciation whatsoever. She actually fell out with her own father and ran away from home. How immature.]
[Sigh... why does seeing something so tragic make me want to clutch my stomach and burst out laughing?]
[Ugh, how can I be so lacking in compassion? In my previous life, I was clearly a good person who liked helping old grannies cross the street and drawing my blade to help whenever I saw injustice. When did I become so cold? Forgive my sins, forgive my sins...]
After venting, Zhao Ling repeatedly begged Heaven's forgiveness, then clicked to upload the diary. A message immediately appeared on the system panel.
[Diary uploaded successfully. Rating: A+. Reward: Primary Barbarian Battle Body.]
The instant the reward was issued, Zhao Ling felt his constitution rapidly strengthening, and this was no mere ten- or twenty-percent increase.
The Primary Barbarian Battle Body increased Zhao Ling's original constitution and strength at least threefold. He now instinctively felt explosive power filling his entire body.
Of course, the Primary Barbarian Battle Body did more than greatly enhance his constitution and strength. His agility and reaction speed improved indirectly as well.
Now Zhao Ling could not even tell just how formidable his constitution had become.
In any case, he felt that even without using Soul Power or Soul Skills, he could contend with many Soul Douluo experts through physical strength alone.
In the original story, Tang Hao could thrash the Immovable Wisdom King, Zhao Wuji, without activating his Martial Soul or using Soul Skills. Now I can thrash quite a few Soul Douluo experts with physical strength alone. I should be stronger than Tang Hao was at that stage, right?
Uh... what am I thinking? Why am I comparing myself to Tang Hao? He was seriously injured when he thrashed Zhao Wuji, while I'm currently in peak condition. If I couldn't beat him as he was then, shouldn't I buy a block of tofu and bash myself to death against it?
Besides, Tang Hao isn't even thirty yet. What does he have to compare with me? I've even won over his wife already. Hehe.
Zhao Ling turned to glance at Ah Yin beside him, gentle, charming, and indescribably beautiful. A trace of smugness flashed through his eyes, and his lips curved slightly. It really feels great to be the pavilion closest to the water, catching the moon first...
Noticing Zhao Ling's inexplicable gaze, Ah Yin was completely bewildered. Why is he suddenly looking at me so suggestively? Is there something wrong with him???
Chapter 31: Was She Really That Undiscriminating?
The next second, Ah Yin saw that Zhao Ling's Diary Copy had actually updated again. Her delicate eyebrows rose. Could this latest entry mention me?
At the thought, Ah Yin happily used her mind to turn to the latest update. Yet never mind having anything to do with her-the contents did not even mention her name.
Then what exactly did Zhao Ling mean by looking at me so strangely just now???
For the first time, the well-bred Ah Yin, with her noble bearing, felt the urge to curse someone's mother. But she forcibly restrained herself, merely rolling her eyes at Zhao Ling in annoyance before putting him out of sight and out of mind.
After seeing Zhao Ling's Diary Copy update, Bibi Dong also hurriedly used her mind to turn to the latest entry. Zhao Ling's voice sounded in her ears at the same time.
The latest contents made Bibi Dong roll her eyes repeatedly. Zhao Ling kept saying how pitiful Yu Xiaogang was, beaten by someone who had originally liked him.
But where is there even a trace of pity in his voice? That tone brimming with mockery and gloating has already betrayed him, all right? Could he stop being so hypocritical?
Hmm? This diary actually says that after I originally broke up with Yu Xiaogang, he got together with his Younger Cousin named Liu Erlong in less than two years. Sure enough, Yu Xiaogang is a complete scumbag.
Less than two years! In such a short time, he could transfer his affections to someone else, and the person he fell for was his own blood-related Younger Cousin. What a beast.
Bibi Dong viciously raised her foot and kicked Yu Xiaogang repeatedly. The way she looked as though she wanted to kick him to death frightened many passersby entering and leaving the Great Soul Arena into keeping their distance, afraid of provoking this crazed she-devil.
Just then, an angry shout came from behind her. "Stop!!!"
The Great Soul Arena's manager ran out with his men, his aged face dark. Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at him. This annoying fellow again.
I'm not even beating Yu Xiaogang inside the Great Soul Arena right now, and he still wants to stop me? Does he live by the sea? Why does he stick his nose so far into everything?
But the answer was clearly yes. After all, the entrance to the Great Soul Arena was still under its jurisdiction.
They could not stand by and watch a noble young master from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan like Yu Xiaogang die a miserable death here.
Otherwise, not only would the Great Soul Arena lose face, but it might also offend the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Although they were equally unwilling to offend Spirit Hall, they had to intervene. Since this was happening within the Great Soul Arena's jurisdiction, they had no choice.
Her interest waning, Bibi Dong gave Yu Xiaogang another kick in the stomach before smiling languidly at the Great Soul Arena's manager.
"Relax. I'm not a cruel, ruthless person. I won't kill him. He's my plaything. If he died, wouldn't my colorful life lose its fun? Hehe."
Bibi Dong laughed. Her voice was as clear and melodious as an oriole's, yet her words made people's hair stand on end. Finally, she turned and left with the Spirit Hall members, leaving everyone with a view of her alluring back.
Of course, her beautiful eyes flicked almost imperceptibly toward Zhao Ling, signaling for him and Ah Yin to follow. The Great Soul Arena's manager felt ready to go mad, yet there was nothing he could do.
He simply could not understand. Is there something wrong with the brain of this second young master from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan lying on the ground?
He's so weak, yet he goes around provoking others and gets dealt with so easily. That woman named Bibi Dong has already beaten him twice. Why doesn't he take any precautions?
Who knows what deep grudge this woman has against him? Smashing a chair over his head was bad enough, but she even clubbed him when he wasn't paying attention. What a sneaky bastard.
Sigh, forget it. I'd better have someone take him away for treatment. If he croaks from that sneak attack and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan comes knocking, I'll have more trouble than I can swallow.
When several healing-type Soul Masters employed by the Great Soul Arena arrived before the unconscious Yu Xiaogang, they were dumbstruck.
What the hell is going on? This is our third time coming to save him. Do we have that much free time? How is this guy so good at stirring up trouble? He keeps getting beaten unconscious. Does he have masochistic tendencies?
Although the healing-type Soul Masters were extremely displeased, those who accepted a lord's pay had to serve his interests. Since the Great Soul Arena employed them, they could only obey the manager's orders.
Seeing the displeasure flash through their eyes, the Great Soul Arena's manager felt helpless too. He considered whether he should simply send Yu Xiaogang back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
But... I'm afraid this second young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan might refuse. I'd better wait until he wakes up and ask, lest my good intentions backfire and anger him.
Meanwhile, far away in the Heaven Dou Imperial City, within a secluded, tranquil courtyard.
A girl who looked fourteen or fifteen was watering the courtyard's flowers with a watering can.
Suddenly, a diary with "Zhao Ling's Diary Copy" written on its cover appeared before her. Her delicate eyebrows involuntarily knitted.
Huh... what's going on...? Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Why has a diary suddenly appeared in front of me? And it looks so illusory, as though it doesn't exist.
She tentatively reached toward the diary, but her hand passed straight through the Diary Copy.
An unsurprised look flashed through her eyes. It seems I really have been studying too hard lately. I'm even hallucinating.
She continued watering the flowers and did not stop until she had watered every flower in the courtyard. Yet the illusory diary never disappeared. It still hovered less than a meter before her eyes, with a golden exclamation mark flashing.
What's going on? Could this illusory diary contain something about me? Curiosity stirred within her, and she tried to open the Diary Copy.
The moment she had that thought, the Diary Copy actually opened by itself, and an unfamiliar man's voice reached her ears.
Her beautiful eyes involuntarily followed the man's words as she read the diary's contents. Reading them, she felt thoroughly unsettled.
Who is this Bibi Dong? And who is Yu Xiaogang? What, my older male cousin?
I'll fall in love with a cousin named Yu Xiaogang? Liu Erlong immediately laughed in anger.
What a joke! Is my brain waterlogged, or was I kicked in the head by a donkey? Am I really so undiscriminating that I'd fall in love with my own cousin? And he's even mocking me for picking up a worn-out shoe?
Liu Erlong immediately felt the urge to find the diary's owner and give him a vicious beating. Her teeth ground audibly.
Slander! This is absolutely slander! Just who is this bastard Zhao Ling, the diary's owner? How dare he spread rumors about me like this! Does he have a death wish???
Chapter 32: What Was Wrong with His Daughter?
What? I love picking up worn-out shoes other people have thrown away? What nonsense! I'm not that kind of person.
Listening to the unfamiliar man's words, filled with mockery and sarcasm, Liu Erlong flew into a rage and hurled the water-filled watering can onto the ground.
Crack...
The watering can shattered into pieces, splashing water all over the ground. Well, the watering can had now honorably retired from service.
Had it possessed thoughts, it probably never could have imagined that its brief life would end this way...
But Liu Erlong had no attention to spare for the honorably retired watering can. Fuming, she walked over to a nearby stone stool, planted her hands on her hips, and drew her delicate eyebrows sharply upward, looking ready to stab someone.
Before her anger had even subsided, that unfamiliar man's lingering voice wormed into her ears again.
What? I actually nearly married that cousin? How could that be? Impossible! I'm not that kind of person.
The diary even said that if her father had not brought people to stop them, she really would have become her cousin's bride.
Liu Erlong immediately felt a chill of revulsion. Marrying my own blood relative-wouldn't that make me a beast? No, worse than a beast, wouldn't it?
Father would be absolutely right to stop us. Why would I fall out with him?
Could this cousin of mine be incredibly handsome? Or outrageously powerful? Or exceptionally gifted in literature?
Otherwise, what on earth would I see in him, insisting on marrying no one but him despite us being first cousins? Would my brain really be waterlogged?
She still wanted to say it was impossible, absolutely impossible!
Liu Erlong would never believe she could be such a shallow woman, not even if she were beaten to death. She absolutely would not admit it.
Just then, a strong male voice came from the house. "Erlong, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly lose your temper so badly that you smashed the watering can?"
A man who looked about forty walked out of the house. Even though he had entered middle age, the heroic spirit in his face had not diminished from his younger days. His eyes were filled with affection as he looked at Liu Erlong.
His daughter had lost her mother early, while he spent year after year in the clan. She could be said to have grown up all alone. He knew he had let his daughter down.
"It's nothing. I just suddenly remembered a few things from the past."
Liu Erlong felt a little guilty. Father didn't hear that unfamiliar man's voice just now, did he? And the contents of this diary in front of me-what will I do if Father sees them???
Liu Erlong hurriedly tried to hide the diary hovering a meter in front of her, but although her hands fumbled at it for quite some time, she could not put Zhao Ling's Diary Copy away.
It was as if the Diary Copy did not exist at all. Her hands passed through it again and again, leaving her burning with anxiety.
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