Writing a diary in Douluo, Bibi Dong went crazy

Just you wait. Once I'm stronger than you, I'll lock you in a room and make you give me ten thousand words of updates every day. Ten thousand words!

Bibi Dong snorted, then skimmed the latest updates, her delicate brows knitting tightly.

It seemed that man named Yu Xiaogang would have an extraordinarily great influence on her. In the future, she would actually turn completely dark because of him, plunging into an endless abyss.

She had to remain on her utmost guard against him. Whether she ever met this man named Yu Xiaogang, and whatever honeyed words he might say to her in the future, she absolutely could not believe him.

Bibi Dong resolved to take revenge. Of course, that did not mean she would simply kill Yu Xiaogang. Making someone die was the simplest option, and also the least painful.

What she wanted was for Yu Xiaogang to experience loving someone he could never have. She would make him fall for her, make him submit like a dog beneath her skirts, yet never give him the love he wanted.

At that thought, the corners of Bibi Dong's mouth rose slightly into a cruel smile. Her beautiful eyes narrowed a little, gleaming coldly.

Chapter 8: Ah Yin struck up a conversation

By the morning of his fourth day in the little village, Zhao Ling still had not found an opportunity to chat up Ah Yin.

Perhaps Auntie Shen had noticed his intention to approach Ah Yin. She seemed determined to oppose him.

Whenever he showed any sign of approaching the house where Ah Yin lived, she would come out with a carrying pole and block his path.

Her thief-wary gaze left him rather speechless. He was no chicken-stealing, dog-snatching thief, so what right did she have to guard against him like that?

Sitting in his doorway, he glanced in frustration at Ah Yin's house and sighed softly.

"Ah, today's the last day. If I don't set off for Suotuo City tomorrow, I'm afraid I'll miss something important. What a headache."

Just as his head felt swollen to the size of a bushel, he saw the door of Ah Yin's house open.

A young woman with long azure hair emerged, all smiles. Her fluttering skirts made her breathtakingly beautiful as she headed toward the western end of the village.

As she passed the doorway of his house, the young woman with long azure hair stopped, looking intrigued.

"Oh? Someone's living in this house too? You look unfamiliar, sir. May I ask where you're from?"

Zhao Ling still had not quite registered it. This was Ah Yin, whom he had failed to find a chance to chat up for days.

Now she had actually come to his doorstep of her own accord to speak to him. It felt like a dream, and he hurriedly summoned the Diary Panel to comment on it.

[Holy shit? What's going on? Why did Ah Yin suddenly come out of her room today and even approach me for a chat? Has my chance arrived?]

[Could it be that Ah Yin and I really do share a decent bond of fate? Even after Auntie Shen ruined things several times, we still have a chance.]

[Hahaha, I knew it! I'm so handsome, and my strength is at the Titled Douluo level. There's no reason that damned Heaven would play matchmaker only for Tang Hao and not me.]

[First impressions matter. I need to stay calm. I can't lose my composure in front of a beauty as lovely as Ah Yin.]

[A gentleman. Even if I have to pretend like a hypocrite, I need to put on a good performance for my first impression with Ah Yin...]

Zhao Ling felt rather excited, but forced himself to calm down. After taking several deep breaths, he clicked to submit the diary entry. Without bothering to check what reward the system had given him, he smiled at Ah Yin with the air of a courteous gentleman.

"Miss, my name is Zhao Ling, and I'm from Nuoding City. I was originally heading to Suotuo City on some business, but I strained my leg a couple of days ago, so I've stayed in this village for a few days.

"My leg is much better now, and I'll leave this little village tomorrow. I never imagined I would meet a woman of such heavenly beauty and captivating grace as yourself in such a remote village. It truly is a blessing in life."

While Zhao Ling gave that answer, Ah Yin saw the illusory "Zhao Ling's Diary Copy" before her update again.

She was rather puzzled. She clearly had not seen him put pen to paper just now, so how had he suddenly finished writing his diary? Was someone else holding the pen?

No, this man was indeed Zhao Ling. Hmm... could he write his diary without brush, ink, paper, or inkstone?

Through her observations over the past few days, Ah Yin had discovered that neither Auntie Shen, who came to visit, nor any of the other villagers could see her "Zhao Ling's Diary Copy."

It was as though this "Diary Copy" belonged exclusively to her. No one else could hope to see so much as half a word.

Since her "Diary Copy" could be so miraculous, it did not seem particularly strange that Zhao Ling could write his diary through thought or mental power alone, without brush, ink, paper, or inkstone.

Yet Zhao Ling, the diary's author, apparently could not see the illusory "Diary Copy" floating less than a meter in front of her. That left Ah Yin thoroughly confused.

He had written this diary himself, so why could he not see it? Did his own diary need to be kept secret from him?

Or... was some mysterious power directing all this? That was the only explanation that made sense.

It had to be said that Ah Yin was very clever. She soon sorted out her thoughts. Since that mysterious power had placed "Zhao Ling's Diary Copy" before her, it presumably intended to use it to help her change her tragic fate of perishing.

As for why that mysterious power did not want Zhao Ling to see that she possessed a "Diary Copy," that was not something she needed to consider. In any case, she only needed to remember one thing: this "Diary Copy" benefited her.

Having thought it all through, Ah Yin smiled charmingly, her beautiful eyes bright, and bowed gracefully to Zhao Ling.

"Thank you for your praise, sir. My name is Ah Yin. I was orphaned as a child and grew up in this little village. The villagers have always looked after me, so everyone here is very kind. If there's a chance, I'll introduce you to them."

As she spoke, Ah Yin had already opened "Zhao Ling's Diary Copy" with a thought, intending to read the latest updates. What she found there nearly made her lose her composure.

Th-this fellow was far too shameless! He actually said he was handsome and strong, and that Heaven had no reason not to personally play matchmaker for him.

She had clearly only come out because she saw that he would soon be leaving. If she did not come out and get acquainted with him now, he would probably slink off with his tail between his legs.

Yet this shameless fellow attributed everything to his good looks and strength. Shameless! She had never seen anyone so brazen.

Still, Ah Yin could not be bothered to expose him and instead chatted with him like a friend.

With Zhao Ling's knowledge of the original story and his more than ten years of experience living on the Douluo Continent, the conversation never stalled.

Then Auntie Shen saw them chatting enthusiastically, and her expression changed drastically.

Stop them. I have to stop them quickly! I can't let an outsider carry off such a beautiful girl. She's the daughter-in-law I've chosen!

She hurried over, grabbed Ah Yin, and started pulling her back, all the while chattering away.

"You silly girl, honestly! I told you this man has something wrong with his head and to stay away from this house at the village's western entrance as much as possible. Why did you come here?"

Hearing that, Zhao Ling nearly exploded on the spot. Holy shit! Something wrong with my head? Slander! That's blatant slander!

"Hey, hey... auntie, you should speak with a conscience! Who has something wrong with his head? If you make baseless accusations, I'll drag you before the authorities!"

Zhao Ling blocked Auntie Shen as she pulled Ah Yin away, his face stern and his expression extremely serious.

Perhaps sensing Zhao Ling's hostility, Auntie Shen wasted no time. She immediately raised her voice and shouted.

"Help! That idiot from outside the village is picking on an old woman! Someone, come quickly..."

Chapter 9: The map unrolled, the dagger appeared

Auntie Shen's voice was shrill and piercing, and soon drew every villager over.

Armed with hoes, clubs, and carrying poles, the villagers surrounded Zhao Ling. Their menacing appearance was as intimidating as could be.

Seeing several hundred people from the entire village surrounding him, Zhao Ling was dumbfounded.

Especially when a burly, rough-looking man charged up to him with a carrying pole, roaring, "Who dares pick on my mother?"

He could not help laughing. With a single slap, he sent the rough fellow spinning several times in place like a top.

Then he slapped him from the opposite direction, sending the man, who had been spinning clockwise, whirling counterclockwise before finally collapsing to the ground.

He did not know whether to call these villagers ignorant of the height of heaven and the depth of earth, or newborn calves unafraid of tigers, brandishing weapons before a Titled Douluo like him.

If he had been a little more murderous, these villagers who knew nothing of heaven's heights or earth's depths would all have suffered.

Seeing Zhao Ling laugh, Ah Yin feared that the villagers' reckless actions would anger him. She hurriedly broke free of Auntie Shen's hand and stepped quickly in front of everyone.

"Everyone, please don't act rashly. He means us no harm. He only injured his leg a few days ago and had to stay in our village. Please don't give him a hard time."

Of course, Ah Yin was not afraid that the villagers would make things difficult for Zhao Ling. She was worried that provoking a mighty Titled Douluo would bring utter destruction upon the entire village.

However good Zhao Ling's temper was, it surely had limits. Among all the humans Ah Yin had met so far, none could remain calm and refrain from cutting someone down after being enraged.

And Zhao Ling was a Titled Douluo standing at the very pinnacle of the Douluo Continent!

The villagers naturally knew nothing of Ah Yin's concerns. Their brows knitted tightly as they glared at Zhao Ling with displeasure.

"Ah Yin, why are you speaking up for an outsider? You've lived in our village for quite a few years, haven't you? You count as half a villager now. You can't forget our kindness and turn ungrateful..."

"That's right, Ah Yin. One look at this outsider tells you he's no good, with those shifty brows and ratty eyes. The other day, I even saw him standing beneath a tree talking to himself, smiling in a really sleazy way. I reckon he's definitely up to no good, staying in the village."

"Make him get out of our village! We have to drive him out! He's not welcome here!"

The villagers' overlapping remarks left Ah Yin at a loss for words. She had never expected the normally kind villagers to become so unreasonable.

Auntie Shen took Ah Yin's hand and led her toward the back, speaking in an admonishing tone.

"Young lady, men from outside the village are all slick-tongued types with honey on their lips and swords in their bellies. Don't let him deceive you. If you're looking for a man, you should find someone honest and hardworking like our Da Niu, understand?

"Only marrying an honest, hardworking man like our Da Niu, who's willing to cherish you for a lifetime, can give a woman a happy home for the rest of her life..."

After pulling Ah Yin away, Auntie Shen subjected her to a barrage of manipulation. Her words made Ah Yin's brows knit tightly.

Hearing his mother praise him, Auntie Shen's son climbed off the ground and shook his dazed head. Then, carrying his pole with a menacing air, he led the villagers in an attempt to drive Zhao Ling out.

They united against a common enemy, glaring at Zhao Ling as though a treasure they cherished was about to be stolen by him. Zhao Ling immediately understood.

No wonder the villagers had remained hostile toward him, and Auntie Shen had guarded so fiercely against him, refusing to let him take even one step toward Ah Yin's home.

It seemed they all wanted the younger men in their families to marry Ah Yin. Auntie Shen in particular visited Ah Yin's home every few days, probably hoping to cultivate their "mother-in-law and daughter-in-law" relationship.

Only... Zhao Ling gave an odd smile. Auntie Shen and her son might be ugly, but their dreams certainly were beautiful.

Who was Ah Yin? She was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor who had taken human form. She was only staying in this little village because she was still in her juvenile stage and needed a peaceful, stable environment to grow.

But she could never stay in this village for her entire life. These villagers actually dreamed of keeping her here, manipulating her into accepting the idea of marrying an ordinary villager. It was utterly unrealistic.

Even if he had never appeared here, Ah Yin would eventually leave. These villagers could forget about keeping her.

Listening to the villagers' overlapping cries of "Get out!" and "You're not welcome here!" Zhao Ling smiled faintly and turned his gaze toward Ah Yin, whom Auntie Shen had led away.

"Hey, miss, can't you see it yet? These villagers want you to become completely integrated into this village, marry one of its younger men, and live an ordinary life.

"But are you sure you want to stay in this village forever? You and these villagers aren't walking the same road. Staying in this little village will only bury your talents. Why not leave with me?"

Zhao Ling's words made every villager present change expression, and they all turned their eyes toward Ah Yin.

To them, Ah Yin was undoubtedly the white moonlight in their hearts, visible yet forever beyond reach. Whoever she married in the village, she had to stay here. That way, they could at least often admire her graceful figure.

If Ah Yin left with Zhao Ling now, there was no telling whether she would ever return. Thinking that they might never again see the white moonlight in their hearts, they looked at Zhao Ling with even greater fury.

Zhao Ling's words also awakened Ah Yin. Recalling her experiences over the years, she indeed sensed that the villagers intended to keep her in the village forever.

Auntie Shen next door, in particular, came to chat with her every few days. She had thought Auntie Shen was simply friendly and hospitable, but now it seemed she was playing a much larger game.

Just now, Auntie Shen had been trying every means to manipulate her, telling her not to marry an outsider and to marry only a young man from this village. Clearly, she did not mean well.

Ah Yin fell silent for a moment, then freed herself from Auntie Shen's hand with an apologetic expression. She walked quickly over to Zhao Ling and bowed gracefully to everyone.

"I'm sorry, everyone. Perhaps he's right, and this village really isn't somewhere I can spend my whole life. I have my own ideals and aspirations. I can't remain in this little village forever.

"You've all looked after me in the past, and I'm grateful for the meticulous care you've always shown me. But this place is not where I ultimately belong. Perhaps the time has come for me to leave."

Ah Yin's words were firm, leaving no room for discussion. Before everything had been laid bare, everyone could still remain polite.

Now that the map had unrolled and the dagger appeared, if she chose not to leave, some villager lusting after her beauty might one day let his urges go to his head and catch her unawares.

Ah Yin had heard of such things. Although she did not believe in her heart that these villagers would treat her that way, she still understood the principle: one must never harbor the intent to harm others, but must never be without vigilance against them.

Perhaps leaving this village with Zhao Ling now was precisely the right opportunity...

Chapter 10: He would prove he was no good-for-nothing

Although the villagers were extremely reluctant to let her go, especially Auntie Shen and her son Da Niu, who raised a tremendous fuss to stop her from leaving,

Ah Yin still packed her belongings and left with Zhao Ling, departing the village where she had lived for years.

Da Niu's fury rose until his hair seemed to lift his crown, and he grabbed a carrying pole, intent on fighting Zhao Ling to the death.

Facing the pole swinging forcefully toward him, Zhao Ling merely raised his left hand to block it, then delivered slap after slap.

His cheeks had already been slapped until they swelled high on both sides. This time, he spat out more than a dozen teeth.

Seeing her son's battered state, old woman Shen wailed and tried to rush over to fight Zhao Ling to the death. The other villagers also wanted to charge him.

Afraid that Zhao Ling would be enraged and wipe out the entire village, Ah Yin hurriedly released her Blue Silver Emperor.

Countless tough strands of Blue Silver Emperor bound every villager about to rush forward like wrapped rice dumplings, leaving them completely unable to move.

Only then did everyone realize that Ah Yin, who had remained hidden in their village all this time, was a Soul Master of considerable strength.

To the people of this little village, even a Soul Grandmaster in the twenties was already an existence far beyond their reach.

Yet Ah Yin had released no fewer than four Soul Rings, which meant she was a mighty Soul Ancestor.

Only then did Auntie Shen and her son realize that their family was utterly unworthy of her.