Writing a Diary in Douluo: Bibi Dong Went Crazy

Seeing the envy in Bibi Dong's eyes, Ah Yin was rather speechless. She had clearly been put through enough lately, yet Bibi Dong still looked envious, jealous, and resentful. It really left her at a loss.

Granted, sharing the pleasures of fish and water with her husband was indeed blissful, but there had to be a limit. When her husband pestered her every day, it stopped being enjoyable.

After some thought, Ah Yin decided she absolutely could not let her husband into her room tonight. She had to turn him down firmly.

She would just say they had a long journey starting tomorrow and needed proper rest. Her husband should understand, right? He probably wouldn't get angry, would he?

Or perhaps... Ah Yin turned her gaze toward Liu Erlong, who stood beside Zhao Ling. Why not let her husband strike while the iron was hot and win Erlong over today? She just didn't know whether Erlong would agree.

At that thought, a mischievous smile flashed through Ah Yin's eyes, and she left Bibi Dong behind to run toward Zhao Ling and Liu Erlong.

"Honey, since we're leaving for Spirit City with Sister Dong'er's convoy tomorrow, why don't you spend today taking Erlong around? She did save us, after all."

With that, Ah Yin pushed the two of them straight toward the Great Soul Arena's exit. "Go on, go on."

After pushing Zhao Ling and Liu Erlong all the way to the Great Soul Arena's entrance, Ah Yin took Liu Erlong's hand and gently urged her.

"Erlong, let my husband keep you company today. I can tell you're interested in him too. Don't deny it. I'm a very good judge of people.

"And I can also tell that after all the time you've spent together lately, my husband has feelings for you too. So I hope you won't refuse."

Ah Yin's speech left Liu Erlong dumbfounded. Although it was perfectly normal for men on the Douluo Continent to have three wives and four concubines, her own father, for instance, actually had a wife and son within the clan.

He also had her and her mother outside the clan. But because her mother's status was low and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan refused to accept her, Liu Erlong could only be considered her father's illegitimate daughter.

This was an unspoken secret within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, nothing unusual. As for emperors, princes, and the like, there was no telling how many wives they had.

Zhao Ling was a formidable figure who had become a Titled Douluo at just thirty-one. Never mind three or four wives-even if he married dozens, there would be nothing objectionable about it as long as he could support them.

Generally, however, women married to the same man called one another sisters on the surface, but jealousy and both open and covert fighting were extremely serious.

For Ah Yin to ask her to get together with her husband in public was truly baffling. Was she really that broad-minded? Could that threefold physical enhancement truly be so terrifying?

Likewise, Zhao Ling wore a wry smile. If Ah Yin hadn't still been competing jealously with Bibi Dong a while ago, he really would have wondered whether she had ever liked him.

After all, her behavior was far too abnormal. He flirted with Bibi Dong in front of her every day, and not only did she never get angry, she even assigned him tasks daily.

If he didn't flirt with Liu Erlong, take her shopping, treat her to good food, and buy her dresses, shoes, and so on, Ah Yin wouldn't let him into bed. It was simply unheard of, something he had never seen before.

When he had first met Liu Erlong, he had indeed entertained thoughts about her after seeing how beautiful she was.

But he had definitely hidden them well. No one should have been able to see through him, yet Ah Yin had done just that. It left him utterly confused.

With a sigh, Zhao Ling took Liu Erlong's hand and headed out onto the street. He couldn't neglect a task assigned by his wife. Whether he could enter her room tonight depended on how well he completed it...

Chapter 83: Thousand Shadow Art

Early the next morning, Zhao Ling emerged from his room looking miserable.

After returning from shopping with Liu Erlong last night, he had thought their relationship was fairly close now and wanted to see whether he could spend the night in her room.

However, Liu Erlong was unhappy that someone had complained in his diary about her liking to pick up worn-out shoes.

So she had refused no matter what, insisting their relationship hadn't reached that stage.

Zhao Ling himself felt that his relationship with Liu Erlong truly hadn't reached that point yet, so he could only return dejectedly to the hotel where he was staying.

If Zhao Ling had known Liu Erlong had refused because of his own loose tongue, wouldn't he have been depressed to death?

He had thought he could rest in Ah Yin's room for the night, but Ah Yin refused to open her door at all.

She even said they had a long journey to Spirit City the next day, and traveling would be miserable if she didn't rest well.

Fine. Zhao Ling could only return obediently to his own room.

Knock, knock, knock... Zhao Ling knocked on Ah Yin's door and called softly.

"Ah Yin, time to get up. Once we've eaten, we have to head to Spirit City with those people from Spirit Hall."

"All right..." Ah Yin's languid voice came from inside. Before long, the door opened, revealing Ah Yin with her head tilted as she combed her long blue hair, which flowed like a waterfall. She looked exceptionally beautiful.

Without thinking, Zhao Ling stepped forward, wrapped his arms around the girl's slender waist, and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

Startled, Ah Yin instinctively stepped back and hurriedly spoke.

"Honey, don't get any ideas. Didn't you say we needed to hurry and wash up, then have breakfast on the second floor and get ready to leave?"

"It's fine. I'm just hugging you. I won't do anything." Zhao Ling gently inhaled Ah Yin's alluring natural fragrance and replied tenderly.

But Ah Yin didn't dare believe Zhao Ling's claim that he wouldn't do anything. After all, her husband was a seasoned pervert.

Whenever she showed even a little skin, he would turn into the fiercest ravenous wolf. That was the experience Ah Yin had gained over the past week or so.

"All right, stop clinging to me. Hurry and wash up, then help me pack. If you keep pestering me, believe it or not, I'll put on something revealing later and take a stroll down the street."

Ah Yin raised a hand and lightly tapped Zhao Ling's forehead, pushing him away from her neck with a teasing smile on her lips.

"You win..." Zhao Ling didn't dare gamble on whether Ah Yin really would wear something revealing and stroll down the street. Only he was allowed to look at his wife, not anyone else.

Zhao Ling returned to his room. After briefly washing up, he put both their belongings into his storage space.

Once he finished packing, Zhao Ling saw that Ah Yin was still applying light makeup, so he said nothing and obediently stood at the door, waiting in silence.

After he had waited ten minutes or so, Bibi Dong came to their floor. Upon seeing Zhao Ling, she quickly threw herself into his arms and kissed his cheek.

"Zhao Ling, you're coming back to Spirit City with us today. Are you nervous?"

After kissing him, Bibi Dong looked at Zhao Ling with concern. There were even traces of bloodshot redness in her beautiful eyes. It seemed she probably hadn't slept very well last night.

"Nervous? What's there to be nervous about?"

Zhao Ling raised his eyebrows in confusion and gently stroked her head, a smile spreading across his lips. He also summoned the Diary Panel with a thought and began venting.

[How funny. Dong'er actually asked whether I was nervous about going to Spirit City with her soon.]

[Heh, nervous? What's there to be nervous about? It's not like I'm going to meet her parents.]

[Qian Xunji is only Dong'er's teacher. If he knows what's good for him, I'm willing to follow Dong'er's lead and call him Teacher.]

[If he doesn't know what's good for him and insists on making trouble for me and Dong'er, I won't mind putting him to the blade.]

[Perhaps some people would say Qian Xunji's kindness toward Dong'er was as weighty as a mountain, and in the original work, he merely violated her, which didn't warrant death.]

[But under modern Blue Star law, no matter how great Qian Xunji's past kindness toward Dong'er was, once he violated the girl's chastity, a lenient sentence would still mean over a decade in prison, while a severe one would mean execution.]

[Is there anything wrong with that? In short, Qian Xunji had better behave and know what's good for him. He'd better not give me an excuse to slaughter him, or else...]

After finishing his complaints, Zhao Ling clicked to upload the diary and received a low Earth-tier movement technique called the Thousand Shadow Art. It had nine levels.

At its highest level, its speed could be described as outrageously fast. It could leave over a thousand afterimages while moving, greatly confusing enemies. This was also the first movement technique Zhao Ling had obtained.

For now, however, Zhao Ling could only use the first level, which could create ten afterimages. Even that was already quite remarkable.

While Zhao Ling was experiencing the mysteries of the Thousand Shadow Art, Bibi Dong saw Zhao Ling's Diary Copy appear automatically and notify her that the diary had been updated.

So Bibi Dong didn't disturb Zhao Ling as he explored the Thousand Shadow Art. Instead, she opened Zhao Ling's Diary Copy and read the latest update, unsure how to respond.

She just wanted to say, Please, bringing Zhao Ling back to Spirit City now really does mean taking him to meet my parent.

Although the diary said she would fall out with her teacher because of Yu Xiaogang, and that her teacher would violate her, at least her teacher hadn't done anything like that yet.

Given her teacher's mountain of kindness toward her, she had long regarded him as her father. If she wasn't bringing Zhao Ling back to Spirit City to meet her parent, what else would it be for?

Still, Bibi Dong did rather agree with one point in the diary. As long as her teacher harbored no bad intentions toward her, she wouldn't openly break with him.

She wasn't in love with Yu Xiaogang now and had even taught him a lesson repeatedly. Her teacher probably wouldn't have a strained relationship with her over that man anymore.

As for what attitude her teacher would take toward her relationship with Zhao Ling, Bibi Dong truly was uneasy. It was precisely this worry that had kept her from sleeping well last night.

Of course, another reason she hadn't slept well was her worry that Zhao Ling and Ah Yin would face danger by returning to Spirit City with her. If she fell out with her teacher, Zhao Ling would probably have a hard time protecting her and Ah Yin while leaving Spirit City.

After all, those old fellows in the Worship Hall were terrifyingly powerful, especially the Great Enshrined, who was known as an invincible existence in the sky.

Even if Zhao Ling could slaughter her teacher, he might not be a match for that man. She couldn't understand where Zhao Ling's confidence came from.

She didn't know that over the past week, Zhao Ling had gained quite a few more benefits from writing his diary.

For example, the ages of his Soul Rings had increased by another 1,500 years, his lifespan had increased by fifty years, and the ages of his Soul Bones had increased by 1,000 years, among other things.

As a result, Zhao Ling's first martial soul's Soul Ring configuration had become two purple, four black, and three red, while his Soul Power level had risen to ninety-three.

Most importantly, the three Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings supplied Zhao Ling with such abundant Soul Power that even he couldn't say what level his combat strength could reach if he unleashed his full power...

Chapter 84: Please Leave Immediately

Meanwhile, Ah Yin, who was applying light makeup in her room, merely glanced through the latest update before closing her makeup case.

The latest update didn't contain anything concerning her, nor was there any fresh gossip to enjoy, so she naturally had little interest.

Likewise, Liu Erlong, who was sleeping in at the neighboring hotel, lazily read the latest update before closing her eyes to rest a little longer.

She planned to rest until noon, then hire a carriage back to Heaven Dou Imperial City.

She had achieved her goal in coming to Suotuo City: she had successfully met Zhao Ling and learned who the other two lucky women who could see Zhao Ling's Diary Copy were.

Moreover, she got along fairly well with Zhao Ling and Ah Yin. Only that woman from Spirit Hall seemed naturally at odds with her, a very strange feeling.

After breakfast, Zhao Ling and Ah Yin shared a carriage with Bibi Dong as they headed toward Spirit City.

Chrysanthemum Douluo, who accompanied them, had originally been riding in the same carriage as Bibi Dong as well.

However, Zhao Ling kept reaching his wicked, wandering hands toward the two women. His brazen behavior left Chrysanthemum Douluo unable to bear watching, and he hurriedly moved to the second carriage.

Zhao Ling was quite pleased by this. No wonder the fellow had survived until the eve of the Spirit Hall Empire's destruction. His ability to read the room alone far surpassed that of many self-important fools.

Without Chrysanthemum Douluo watching nearby, Zhao Ling naturally grew even bolder, drawing repeated sweet laughter from the two women in the carriage.

As noon approached, Liu Erlong also boarded a carriage back to Heaven Dou Imperial City. Since Zhao Ling, Ah Yin, and the others had left Suotuo City, there was nothing here for her to linger over.

What they didn't know, however, was that sometime after three that afternoon, four travel-worn carriages arrived in Suotuo City.

Three gray-haired elders led a dozen or so people out of the carriages and headed straight for the Great Soul Arena.

Without even buying tickets, these people stormed into the Great Soul Arena. The guards at the entrance couldn't stop them at all. Anyone who dared to block their path was given a vicious beating.

Before many spectators watching the matches could react, the intruders shoved them aside or knocked them to the ground. Some were even trampled underfoot.

Their rude intrusion soon caught the attention of the Great Soul Arena's senior management.

Although the senior management was furious, what could anger accomplish? The matching clothes these people wore already made it clear they belonged to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The Great Soul Arena's manager hurried out and approached the three elders with an ingratiating smile, briefly introducing himself.

"Greetings, everyone. I'm the manager of the Great Soul Arena. May I ask what brings you here?"

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's first elder snorted, his gray beard trembling, before speaking in a low voice.

"Bring that Zhao fellow out here! Or take us to seize him. That Zhao fellow dared to humiliate our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's two young masters! Since he dared to trample our clan's dignity underfoot, he must pay a devastating price."

The second elder also snorted and kicked an unlucky man lying at his feet, sending him flying two meters away and spraying blood from his mouth.

"Exactly. That Zhao scoundrel must die for daring to disregard our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's dignity. We don't want any conflict with your Great Soul Arena either.

"As long as you tell us where that Zhao fellow is, we'll return to Heaven Dou City immediately after capturing him. Please don't fail to appreciate our goodwill, or the consequences will be more than you can bear."

The second elder didn't even glance at the unlucky man he had kicked into vomiting blood. His eyes were filled with menace.

If the Great Soul Arena didn't hand over that Zhao fellow today, they couldn't blame the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for showing no mercy.

Perhaps the Great Soul Arena had helped treat that useless Yu Xiaogang several times before, but in their eyes, it had first allowed that Zhao fellow to humiliate Yu Xiaogang on its premises.

If the Great Soul Arena hadn't allowed that Zhao fellow to bully the useless Yu Xiaogang, would a mere young man in his twenties or thirties have dared to attack their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's first and second young masters so brazenly?

He had even beaten their clan's first young master into an idiot. After that, did the Great Soul Arena dare claim it hadn't indulged that Zhao fellow?

What the fuck... The Great Soul Arena's manager wanted to start cursing outright. He was utterly speechless.

He had clearly treated the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Second Young Master Yu so well before. Even after First Young Master Yu had been brutally beaten, their Great Soul Arena had sent a high-level Healing-type Soul Master to treat his injuries.

Yet these three old fellows showed no consideration whatsoever. They had let their juniors cause trouble as soon as they entered, showing absolutely no regard for him as the Great Soul Arena's manager.

Forcing down his anger, the Great Soul Arena's manager spoke each word distinctly.

"Don't you know that the Spirit Hall Team's final match ended yesterday? The man called Zhao Ling didn't come to our Great Soul Arena this morning either. They probably returned to Spirit City.

"When they were coming to the Great Soul Arena regularly, your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan didn't send any powerful experts, only First Young Master Yu. Now that they've all left, you've come to demand an accounting. How laughable."

"What! Spirit Hall and that Zhao fellow have all left? Are you sure you aren't talking nonsense?"

The third elder immediately looked furious. After learning that Yu Xiaolong had been beaten into an imbecile, they had clearly set out for the Great Soul Arena first thing the next morning.

They had thought they would certainly capture that Zhao fellow. Yet unexpectedly, Spirit Hall and the Zhao fellow had left in the morning, while they themselves had arrived in Suotuo City that afternoon, just missing them.

"Nonsense? Why would I talk nonsense? Zhao Ling really didn't come today, and yesterday was the final day of matches for those people from Spirit Hall. They've left, and that's that. I have no reason to lie to you. Believe it or don't!"