Writing a Diary in Douluo: Bibi Dong Went Crazy

To keep anyone from recognizing him, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly stripped the clothes off one man and wrapped them around his head. Then, enduring the heart-piercing pain, he supported himself against the wall and fled outside.

No matter what, he could not let them catch him and take him back. He had to stay in Suotuo City.

He would not allow the woman he liked to fall into Zhao Ling's arms. He would repay that bastard Zhao for everything he had suffered...

An hour later, after thanking the Great Soul Arena's higher-ups, Yu Xiaolong returned to the private room. Seeing a member of a collateral branch sprawled on the floor outside, he immediately had a bad feeling.

He hurriedly opened the door and looked inside. Apart from another collateral branch member who had been stripped of his shirt, there was no one in the room. For a moment, an ominous feeling came over Yu Xiaolong.

C-could the people from Spirit Hall have learned that our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan sent people to take my second brother home?

Those people from Spirit Hall wanted to ruin my plan, so they abducted him.

At that thought, Yu Xiaolong felt as though his heart were on fire. He hurriedly woke the two men who had been knocked unconscious.

Once they woke, Yu Xiaolong questioned them and learned that his second brother had knocked both collateral branch members unconscious to avoid returning to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Yu Xiaolong nearly fainted and repeatedly cursed the two men as useless.

His second brother really seemed to have been poisoned by his love for that woman Bibi Dong. Otherwise, how could he possibly throw all caution aside to remain in Suotuo City?

That bastard! Yu Xiaolong stamped his feet in fury. But angry as he was, he had to take his second brother back to the clan, no matter what. He could not let him stay here making a spectacle of himself.

If his father learned that he had personally brought people to retrieve his second brother and still let him escape, who knew how harshly his father would scold him?

Yu Xiaolong immediately sent everyone he had brought out to search. He also went to see the Great Soul Arena's higher-ups again and asked them to send people to help.

After all, even a mighty dragon could not suppress a local snake. As a major force in Suotuo City, the Great Soul Arena had plenty of people, and its means of gathering information were surely no slouch either.

When the Great Soul Arena's manager heard Yu Xiaolong say that Yu Xiaogang had actually endured that agonizing pain and escaped the arena, he went numb.

He simply could not understand whether Yu Xiaogang had some grudge against their Great Soul Arena. Why did he insist on hanging around their place? Couldn't that fellow just go home properly?

Alas, there was nothing for it. Saddled with this mess, he could only cooperate with the people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Besides, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had offered a very generous payment this time. Helping them find someone was no big deal.

Thus, the Great Soul Arena's manager directly ordered half the arena's personnel to help search Suotuo City.

Yu Xiaolong even promised a reward of 100 Gold Soul Coins to whoever found Yu Xiaogang. As the saying went, a generous reward always drew brave men. Originally, only half the personnel had been assigned to help search the city.

But when the other half heard that finding one person would earn them 100 Gold Soul Coins, they went out searching of their own accord.

A hundred Gold Soul Coins! As long as they got those 100 Gold Soul Coins, they theoretically would not have to struggle for the rest of their lives.

Meanwhile, Zhao Ling, Ah Yin, and the Spirit Hall members who had finished their team match were all rather bewildered by the Great Soul Arena personnel rushing away.

"What's going on? Did the Great Soul Arena's toilets explode? What's with all the commotion?" Zhao Ling looked around curiously and voiced his guess.

What the hell do you mean, the toilets exploded? Couldn't you be a little more refined? Ah Yin and Bibi Dong rolled their eyes at Zhao Ling simultaneously.

Qian Hu reached out and stopped an arena staff member, asking tentatively, "Brother, what happened at your Great Soul Arena? Why all the fuss? Are you rushing off to your next life?"

The staff member glanced at Qian Hu and replied irritably.

"You're the one rushing off to your next life! We're looking for someone. All we have to do is find a man called Yu Xiaogang, and we'll get 100 Gold Soul Coins. Stop blocking my way! If I miss out on those hundred Gold Soul Coins, I'll make trouble for you!"

With that, the man hurried outside. Many nearby onlookers heard that finding someone called Yu Xiaogang would earn them a full 100 Gold Soul Coins, and they left the Great Soul Arena with gold gleaming in their eyes.

Zhao Ling, Ah Yin, Bibi Dong, and the others exchanged looks. What was going on? Had Yu Xiaogang disappeared? And they had sent so many people to find him?

Finding him meant earning 100 Gold Soul Coins. No wonder so many people had volunteered to search. If their group had not already had plenty of money to spend, they would surely have been tempted by the prospect of earning 100 Gold Soul Coins just by finding someone.

On the other side of the main arena, Liu Erlong also heard that her so-called cousin had disappeared and that many people from the Great Soul Arena had volunteered to look for him. She was speechless.

Still, those hundred Gold Soul Coins were certainly tempting. Even she coveted them somewhat. But her main purpose in coming to the Great Soul Arena was not that so-called cousin; it was the man named Zhao Ling.

So she chose to stroll around the arena as more and more people voluntarily left the Great Soul Arena to search, all hoping to earn those 100 Gold Soul Coins.

Soon, there were so few people left in the Great Soul Arena that the afternoon matches could not continue.

As Liu Erlong wandered around, her gaze was soon drawn to two women of breathtaking beauty nearby...

Chapter 58: Such Arrogance

Those two women were simply too beautiful. Even Liu Erlong, who considered herself quite attractive, could not help a flash of admiration crossing her lovely eyes when she saw them.

Beautiful, truly beautiful-whether it was the girl with long azure hair and sapphire-like eyes.

Or the girl with exquisitely delicate features and a noble, elegant, serene air, both were a notch more beautiful than she was, filling her with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Especially that girl with the noble, elegant, serene air. Looking at her, Liu Erlong instinctively felt, If heaven already created Zhou Yu, why did it also have to create Zhuge Liang?

Just as Liu Erlong wondered why a strange girl would make her feel this way, she saw the girl with long azure hair and beautiful sapphire-like eyes take a handsome man's arm and speak gently.

"Brother Ling, since the matches can't go on, let's have dinner first. I'm hungry anyway."

The man called Brother Ling was just about to answer when the girl beside him, with her exquisite features and noble, elegant, serene air, took his other arm and chimed in.

"Yes, Brother Zhao, let's eat first. You treated us yesterday, so today it's our Spirit Hall's turn again."

"All right, let's go." The handsome man had a stunning girl holding each arm.

Although he was doing his utmost to maintain a serious, dignified expression, Liu Erlong could clearly see the delight in his eyes.

Finally, the two stunning girls walked toward the Great Soul Arena's exit, holding the handsome man's arms. A group of companions followed close behind, their faces filled with helplessness.

When Liu Erlong heard the handsome man say, "All right, let's go," her beautiful eyes immediately widened.

That voice was so familiar. Wasn't it the man's voice that kept ringing in her ears whenever she read Zhao Ling's Diary Copy?

Brother Zhao? Brother Ling? Didn't those two forms of address add up to Zhao Ling? That also matched the name of the author of Zhao Ling's Diary Copy. It seemed that handsome man just now was Zhao Ling.

And those two outrageously beautiful women were Bibi Dong and Ah Yin. Liu Erlong's lips curved slightly. She had worn through iron shoes searching in vain, only to find them without the slightest effort.

Now that I know who those three are, I can find a way to approach them. But I'll have to plan carefully. If I approach too abruptly, they might grow suspicious.

After a moment's silence, Liu Erlong felt she was overthinking it. She needed somewhere to have dinner too. Following them to the same restaurant did not seem like a problem, did it?

With that thought, Liu Erlong simply followed Zhao Ling's group, taking great care with the distance.

She stayed twenty to thirty meters behind them the entire time, close enough not to lose them, but far enough not to attract too much attention from Zhao Ling and the others.

Meanwhile, with Ah Yin and Bibi Dong holding his arms, Zhao Ling was in a very good mood.

He had not expected Bibi Dong to take the initiative to hold his arm now too, acting so affectionately toward him.

He could not help wondering whether the romance that should have developed between Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang in the original work had been transferred to him. If that were true, it would be fantastic.

But he needed to test Bibi Dong's attitude toward him.

As for Ah Yin, Zhao Ling already understood her feelings for him. She willingly threw herself into his arms, showed no aversion to being held by him, and had even let him kiss her forehead.

If he still could not understand Ah Yin's feelings after all that, he would be far too stupid.

After reaching their usual place, everyone sat down around a round table and called to a waiter.

"Waiter, bring the menus. We'd like to order."

Seeing returning customers, the waiter naturally brought several menus over with a smile, handing them to Zhao Ling, Bibi Dong, and Chrysanthemum Douluo. Meanwhile, Qian Hu went to arrange the drinks.

After ordering, Zhao Ling reached out with his left hand and wrapped it around Ah Yin's slender waist without the slightest hesitation, drawing her into his arms.

Ah Yin glanced at him tenderly and snuggled straight into his embrace without any coyness, giving Zhao Ling a tremendous sense of accomplishment.

After all, she was one of the most outstanding beauties in the first installment of the original work. Winning her heart in such a short time made even Zhao Ling feel as though he were dreaming.

While Zhao Ling basked in delight, Ah Yin shot a smug look at Bibi Dong on his right, seemingly showing off that she was the first person Zhao Ling had embraced.

Seeing Ah Yin's flaunting look, Bibi Dong was so furious she nearly exploded on the spot.

She desperately wanted to demand of Zhao Ling just where she fell short of Ah Yin. Couldn't he embrace her first? Was he blind?

Just as the flames of anger in her heart grew fiercer, she noticed a lecherous hand hesitantly reaching around her slender waist.

The movement was extremely careful, as though he feared she would object once she noticed. Zhao Ling's face was also full of caution.

Bibi Dong found this rather funny. Was she really that frightening? She was clearly just an innocent young girl.

Still, seeing Zhao Ling reach out to hold her, the anger that had been about to erupt quickly subsided.

So it was not as though Zhao Ling had no interest in her. Her charm was still quite considerable.

But... she still pouted in dissatisfaction. Why couldn't Zhao Ling hold her first, then Ah Yin?

Hadn't Zhao Ling said her looks and popularity surpassed Ah Yin's in that animated series or whatever it was? What was wrong with holding her first?

Watching this, Chrysanthemum Douluo's face twitched. He very much wanted to intervene.

The Demon-Suppressing Douluo actually dared to hold Miss Dong'er while already embracing that woman named Ah Yin.

After all, His Holiness had sent him primarily to protect Miss Dong'er.

If someone coveted Miss Dong'er's beauty, it would be perfectly normal for him to stop them.

But what troubled him was that Miss Dong'er showed no resistance whatsoever. It seemed she was quite fond of this Demon-Suppressing Douluo.

Thus, he did not act rashly. He had already arranged for these matters to be reported to Spirit City by carrier pigeon. He believed His Holiness would soon make a decision.

Whether to win over this obscure yet unfathomably powerful Demon-Suppressing Douluo.

Or to spare no cost in making this Demon-Suppressing Douluo realize that coveting Spirit Hall's future Supreme Pontiff was an unwise choice.

Meanwhile, Liu Erlong, who had sat down at a square table in the restaurant, had also finished ordering. Her gaze drifted toward them intermittently. Seeing Zhao Ling with a woman in each arm, she felt countless alpacas stampeding through her heart.

Wh-what was going on? Was that Zhao fellow really so brazen? He was actually holding two incredibly beautiful women at once?

This fellow was nothing but a pig's trotter, a philandering radish! There were actually women willing to follow a man like this?

Chapter 59: What Kind of Freak?

Liu Erlong's overly blatant gaze soon drew everyone's attention. Bibi Dong frowned suspiciously and glanced at Zhao Ling.

"Do you know that woman sitting at the little table across from us? Why is she looking at us so strangely?"

Zhao Ling also looked toward the woman seated at the small square table nearby. Her features were as lovely as a painting and exquisitely delicate, but he was certain he had never seen her before.

"No, but she's very beautiful. Not much less beautiful than you two."

Ah Yin fell silent for a moment, then raised her delicate brows and secretly signaled to Bibi Dong with her eyes.

At first, Bibi Dong did not understand. But when she saw Ah Yin hold up three fingers behind Zhao Ling's back, realization dawned, and she nodded in agreement.

The two women were now eighty percent certain that the girl sitting at the small square table nearby was the third woman who could see Zhao Ling's Diary Copy.

Only someone lucky enough to see Zhao Ling's Diary Copy would be so interested in the three of them. They had already seen this girl at the Great Soul Arena.

They simply had not thought then that she was the third lucky person who could see Zhao Ling's Diary Copy.

Even when the girl followed their group to this restaurant, they had not thought anything was wrong.

After all, this restaurant's food was quite good, and it was not far from the Great Soul Arena. It was perfectly reasonable for the girl to eat here.

But after entering the restaurant and sitting down, she repeatedly glanced toward their table-or, more precisely, toward Zhao Ling and the two of them. That was somewhat abnormal.

The two women kept exchanging looks. At that moment, describing them as hearts linked by a thread of perfect understanding would not have been an exaggeration.

After a few brief exchanges of glances, they happily decided to set their rivalry aside for now. Once they drove this woman away, they could resume competing for Zhao Ling.

Otherwise, if they fought tooth and nail over Zhao Ling only for another woman to lure him away, wouldn't they suffer a tremendous loss?

While the two women continued communicating with their eyes, the slow-to-catch-on Zhao Ling looked at them in confusion.

"Dong'er, Ah Yin, why do you two keep making faces at each other? Is something fun going on? Can you tell me?"

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at Zhao Ling in displeasure, not bothering to answer his question.

After all, this pig's trotter was simply too much. With something like Zhao Ling's Diary Copy, visible only to beautiful women, wouldn't he attract bees and butterflies all too easily?

Unexpectedly, however, Ah Yin tilted her head up, puckered her red lips, and planted a resounding smack on Zhao Ling's left cheek.

The kiss left Zhao Ling utterly bewildered. He stared in astonishment at the culprit who had kissed him, and the overwhelming urge to vent made him summon the Diary Panel.

[Holy shit... holy shit... what's going on?]

[I really didn't expect this. Ah Yin taking my arm and asking me to kiss her forehead was one thing, but now she's actually kissed me herself! Good heavens, am I really about to stop being single after thirty-one years since birth?]

[It's been so hard. In my sixteen years in my old world, I never even held a girl's hand. Then, in the fifteen years since I transmigrated bodily to the Douluo Continent, I've cultivated like mad, with no mood for romance.]

[Now Ah Yin has actually taken the initiative to kiss me. Looks like this single dog finally has hope of finding love.]

[Boohoo... Dad, Mom, your son might soon stop being single. If you found out back on Blue Star, would you be happy...?]

After venting, Zhao Ling clicked to upload the diary. He immediately received the upper-grade Mystic-tier cultivation technique, the Canglan Sword Art, along with an upper-grade Mystic-tier longsword that could slice through iron like mud-the Canglan Sword.

Seeing these rewards, Zhao Ling was rather speechless. Although he knew Douluo was the floor tile of fantasy worlds, he was at least a Titled Douluo now, wasn't he?