Writing a Diary in Douluo: Bibi Dong Went Crazy

"D-Dong'er, were you waiting here specifically for the two of us?"

Bibi Dong pursed her red lips, hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Yes. You didn't go to the Great Soul Arena yesterday. I thought you'd left Suotuo City."

Ah Yin grumbled inwardly, Sister Dong'er, who are you trying to fool? You read the diary. How could you not know what we were doing yesterday? And you're still pretending?

You were just upset that I successfully won Brother Ling over, so you waited by the stairs to see whether we were really together, weren't you?

Now that you've seen us, are you going to turn around and leave, never interfering in my relationship with Brother Ling again? Or will you keep competing with me for him as always?

Ah Yin was rather eager to know Bibi Dong's answer. In the past, she would naturally have hoped Bibi Dong would turn around and leave.

But now, she wanted Bibi Dong to get involved in her relationship with Zhao Ling. More precisely, she hoped Bibi Dong could become a sister sharing her trench.

There was no helping it. Brother Ling had received a reward from that system or whatever it was that tripled his constitution. It was utterly outrageous. A Titled Douluo's constitution was already who knew how many times more formidable than an ordinary person's.

Yet Brother Ling had shamelessly received a reward that tripled it on top of that. As a result, she hadn't slept a wink the night before last. Yesterday, Brother Ling had repeatedly tried to touch her again, frightening her into pleading over and over before he finally gave up reluctantly.

Having spent all of yesterday lying in bed like a corpse, she had thought long and hard and realized she couldn't handle Zhao Ling alone.

The primary barbarian battle body's threefold constitution boost was simply insane. She couldn't imagine how outrageously terrifying the boost would become once it advanced to intermediate or even advanced level. She suspected she would shed her mortal shell and ascend to immortality sooner or later.

To avoid that outcome, she thought it would be wonderful if she could make Bibi Dong her sister and have her help deal with Brother Ling.

After all, Brother Ling was interested in Bibi Dong, and Bibi Dong was interested in him too. Wouldn't that mean they were running toward each other?

At that thought, Ah Yin hurried over to Bibi Dong and affectionately linked arms with her.

"Sister Dong'er, it's only been a day, but you seem even prettier. You smell lovely too..."

With that, Ah Yin leaned straight toward Bibi Dong and sniffed her. Bibi Dong couldn't understand why Ah Yin had suddenly become so affectionate.

She had clearly been fighting her both openly and in secret over the past few days. Now that she had successfully entered a romantic relationship with Zhao Ling, she was suddenly acting so close to her. Wasn't she showing off?

At that thought, Bibi Dong hurriedly blocked the pretty face drawing closer and said distantly, "Miss Ah Yin, please conduct yourself properly..."

If Zhao Ling hadn't been nearby, Bibi Dong would have felt the urge to stab Ah Yin. She had fought her for a man and now came to flaunt it in her face. Did she have any manners?

Stopped by her hand, Ah Yin didn't get angry. Instead, she looked around in confusion before asking Bibi Dong a question.

"Sister Dong'er, where are your companions? Why aren't they with you?"

"They already had breakfast and went to the Great Soul Arena. I waited here by myself for a while..."

Bibi Dong's tone was very cold, as though she didn't want to say much to Ah Yin. Ah Yin felt rather helpless about that.

Still, to achieve her goal, she glanced back at Zhao Ling, then walked ahead with her arm linked through Bibi Dong's.

Only after putting more than twenty meters between them and Zhao Ling did she quietly ask Bibi Dong a question.

"Sister Dong'er, you like Brother Ling too, don't you? Would you like to... do that... with Brother Ling?"

Ah Yin made a gesture whose meaning could only be understood, not put into words, and winked suggestively at Bibi Dong. Her secretive manner left Bibi Dong utterly bewildered.

What on earth was going on? Something was wrong with her. Hadn't she already been intimate with Brother Zhao? And the two of them had only just entered that sort of relationship.

Yet now she was asking whether she wanted that sort of relationship with Brother Ling? Bibi Dong immediately felt anger rising from the soles of her feet and shooting straight to the crown of her head.

She felt indignant on Zhao Ling's behalf. The woman who had only just become intimate with him was actually trying to bring him together with another woman. Bibi Dong's voice turned angry as she warned her.

"Sister Ah Yin, is this really right? Zhao Ling was willing to become intimate with you, which means he cares about you and likes you.

"But you've barely had that relationship for two days, and you're already thinking of letting another woman sully Brother Zhao? Can you face him with a clear conscience? If you keep being so rude, don't blame me for getting harsh."

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Ah Yin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She wanted to say, "You read the diary too, didn't you?"

But her mouth opened and closed without a single word coming out. Clearly, the system was preventing her from revealing the diary's contents.

She could only explain with a miserable expression, "Sister Dong'er, I'm only trying to protect myself. Please believe me. If you become intimate with Brother Ling, you'll definitely choose to find a few more sisters too."

"Protect yourself? Uh..." Bibi Dong's pretty face froze. Remembering what someone had complained about in yesterday's diary, she cast a strange glance back at Zhao Ling...

Chapter 67: Not Wanting to Steal Someone Else's Love

After having breakfast in the hotel's second-floor restaurant, the three headed toward the Great Soul Arena.

Zhao Ling followed more than twenty meters behind the two women. Whenever he quickened his pace to catch up, they greeted him with murderous looks.

Unable to figure out what tricks they were playing, Zhao Ling hurriedly pricked up his ears to listen to their conversation.

But the two women were constantly guarding against his eavesdropping and kept whispering to each other.

Zhao Ling felt terribly wronged. What exactly were these two girls getting at? Had they become addicted to whispering secrets?

Just a few days ago, they had always confronted each other with bitter hostility, like a pair of fighting cocks.

Now, they were actually leaving him far behind while whispering together. Did they have some secret that he, Zhao Ling, wasn't worthy of knowing?

Especially that girl Ah Yin, who had finally managed to win him over yesterday.

Now, not only was she failing to show him a couple's tender affection, but she was also guarding against him like a thief alongside Bibi Dong. There was no love left. None at all.

Zhao Ling couldn't help reflecting on himself. Had he pestered Ah Yin for too long the night before last and made her sick of him? Or was Ah Yin the sort of woman who wiped her mouth clean after eating her fill and denied everything?

But thinking about her in the original work, it didn't seem to have said she was that sort of woman.

Zhao Ling sighed gloomily and obediently stayed more than twenty meters away from the two women to avoid their knife-like glares.

Had the camera moved closer to the two women, it would have caught Ah Yin asking impatiently.

"Sister Dong'er, are you willing or not? If not, then... I'll have to find someone else to be my sister."

Seeing Ah Yin's anxious expression, Bibi Dong's displeasure quickly subsided, and she replied unhurriedly.

"Th-that's not really appropriate, is it? Who knows how Brother Zhao feels? Forget it. I don't want to steal someone else's love."

Ah Yin was utterly distraught. What was going on? Bibi Dong had clearly been competing with her for Brother Ling before.

When she had kissed Brother Ling's cheek the day before yesterday, Bibi Dong had even thrown herself into his arms and kissed him straight on the lips.

If that hadn't provoked her, she wouldn't have gone to Brother Ling's room that night and ended up becoming intimate with him.

And now Bibi Dong was actually saying she didn't want to steal someone else's love? Wasn't she just toying with her?

"Ah, no, Sister Dong'er, how could that be stealing someone else's love? We can both see that you like Brother Ling and he likes you too. You can't go against your own heart."

Ah Yin hurriedly tugged Bibi Dong's arm and shook it, gazing at her with pitiful eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense. How am I going against my own heart? I told you, I'm not the kind of person who likes interfering in other people's relationships. Since Brother Zhao has already become intimate with you, that means he must be wholly devoted to you. I can't become the third party in your relationship."

Bibi Dong answered Ah Yin with righteous conviction. Looking at her pitiful expression, she could barely resist laughing inwardly.

After being firmly rejected, Ah Yin hurriedly pressed her palms together and pleaded humbly with Bibi Dong.

"Sister Dong'er, don't reject me so decisively. Could you listen to my advice just this once? Please..."

Seeing this, Bibi Dong grew even more curious about just how insane Brother Zhao was in that particular respect.

Enough to cause such a sudden change in Ah Yin's disposition that she actually wanted to gather "sisters" who could share her joys and hardships.

Considering how Ah Yin had kept competing jealously with her over the past few days and flaunting things wildly in front of her, Bibi Dong felt she couldn't grant her request so easily.

Of course, the main reason was that she feared pledging herself to someone without the approval of her beast of a teacher and Spirit Hall's higher-ups would anger them all.

When that happened, the entire Spirit Hall might act against Zhao Ling. Even if Zhao Ling was a Titled Douluo, from what she could see, he was still only one man.

Trying to fight all of Spirit Hall alone was absolutely a fool's dream. After all, Spirit Hall's deep foundations were there for all to see.

Especially after reading in the diary about the tragic consequences of her recklessly falling in love with Yu Xiaogang.

Bibi Dong had realized that she absolutely could not break with Spirit Hall before she had fully grown.

If Ah Yin hadn't provoked her the day before yesterday, she would never have taken the initiative to throw herself into Zhao Ling's arms, much less offer him a passionate kiss.

Once she had completely regained her senses, she regretted it. She had to consider how she would deal with that beast of a teacher when she returned to Spirit Hall.

Sighing inwardly, Bibi Dong interrupted Ah Yin.

"Enough. You don't need to persuade me anymore. I won't agree. At least, not before I have my teacher's approval. I don't want to harm myself and Brother Ling too."

Ah Yin was finally jolted into understanding. Bibi Dong was different from her. She was alone, with no one to restrain her, and could love Zhao Ling however she wished.

But Bibi Dong was different. She belonged to Spirit Hall and was the current Supreme Pontiff's sole disciple, the future Saintess, and even the future Supreme Pontiff. Her future husband would have to pass the Supreme Pontiff's test.

In fact, no one could say for certain whether, even without that "secret chamber incident" in the diary, Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff might still announce one day that he would marry his own disciple.

If Brother Ling wanted to marry Bibi Dong successfully, he had to obtain the approval of Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff and its higher-ups.

So that was why Brother Ling had stated the day before yesterday that he would travel to Spirit City with Spirit Hall's group. He had already thought of this.

Ah Yin looked pitifully back at Zhao Ling, feeling miserable. It seemed she would have to face him alone for a long time to come.

Ah Yin's pitiful gaze left Zhao Ling completely baffled. What was wrong with this girl? Why did she look on the verge of tears? No one seemed to have bullied her.

Amid the silence, the three bought tickets and entered the Great Soul Arena.

As soon as they arrived, Bibi Dong heard Chrysanthemum Douluo say she had six matches that morning-five individual matches and one team match-and tell her to get ready first.

Bibi Dong nodded and went to prepare for her individual arena matches.

Meanwhile, Zhao Ling and Ah Yin searched for their VIP seats. Originally, neither had intended to sit in the VIP section.

With so many arenas, they had always wandered around the spectator areas, watching matches everywhere.

But today was different. Ah Yin said she wasn't feeling up to it and that standing was too tiring, so they had bought two VIP tickets.

After searching for four or five minutes, they finally found their seats, and Zhao Ling sat straight down.

Ah Yin had been about to sit in her own seat too, but Zhao Ling lifted her up and settled her sideways on his lap.

Ah Yin rolled her beautiful eyes at Zhao Ling irritably, but she didn't struggle and obediently nestled into his arms...

Chapter 68: Wait Until the Time Is Ripe

Zhao Ling raised a hand and gently stroked Ah Yin's smooth back as though petting an obedient kitten, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of holding a beauty in his arms.

But remembering how the two women had given him the cold shoulder earlier, he wanted to get his "revenge."

So he leaned straight toward Ah Yin's luscious red lips and kissed her hard before saying with a wicked grin.

"Ah Yin, now that we're husband and wife in deed, shouldn't you change what you call me? What's with still calling me Brother Ling all the time?

"Be good and let me hear you call me hubby. Remember to make it sound nice. If it doesn't, the next time you want to beg me for mercy, it won't be so easy."

Zhao Ling's grin was positively wicked, and his stare made Ah Yin's hair stand on end. She thought that if she failed to satisfy Brother Ling, she would probably be in for terrible trouble later.

In a flash of inspiration born of desperation, she pursed her red lips and spent a moment gathering her emotions before calling in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Hubby-"

As she did, her beautiful eyes brimmed with seductive charm, her gaze as soft as silk. Zhao Ling involuntarily shuddered at the sight.

Damn... Zhao Ling drew in a sharp breath, nearly losing his composure.

He had never expected Ah Yin, renowned in the original work for her nobility and elegance, to become such an enchantress when she revealed her seductive side. It was terrifying.

If they had been in their hotel room, Zhao Ling would definitely have turned into a ravenous wolf again.

But they were at the Great Soul Arena, with tens of thousands of people around. How could he dare act recklessly?

He had originally wanted to keep holding Ah Yin and steal a little touch now and then.

In the end, however, he had no choice but to put Ah Yin back in her own seat, leaving her utterly baffled.

What happened? Why had Brother Ling, who had insisted on holding her just now, put her back in her chair? Had the way she called him "hubby" displeased him?

At that thought, Ah Yin's pretty face fell. It seemed she was doomed from now on...

What she didn't know was that after putting her back in her seat, Zhao Ling hurriedly sat bolt upright, constantly chanting inwardly, Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Form is no different from emptiness, emptiness is no different from form...

Only after repeating it dozens of times did he calm down. He let out a heavy breath and turned to Ah Yin, whose pretty face was miserable.

"Ah Yin, when you call me hubby in the future, don't sound so coquettish. Just use your normal voice. Otherwise, if I go wild, you'll suffer too."

Hearing Zhao Ling's words, Ah Yin froze for a moment before realizing it wasn't that she hadn't said it well enough. Rather, the effect had been too good and had nearly made him lose control.

She covered her little mouth and burst into a giggle, her picturesque eyes curving into crescents as she answered gently.

"As you command, hubby..."

This "hubby" made Zhao Ling feel pleased in both body and mind. He nodded in satisfaction. "That's more like it. What were you doing, sounding so sugary-sweet?"

While Zhao Ling and Ah Yin were exchanging tender affection, Yu Xiaogang and Yu Xiaolong were watching them from a raised platform nearby.

"Big Brother, that fellow is Zhao Ling. So far, I haven't seen him display his strength. That special Soul Skill of his that transfers damage probably comes from a Soul Bone."

Yu Xiaogang pointed at Zhao Ling, his pitch-black eyes filled with fury, wishing he could swallow him alive and flay him raw.