Chapter 183: Diary – Major Misstep, I Can Do It Too!
“Tsk tsk, I admit, I’m a bit green with envy…”
“Desolate Heaven Emperor, you should publish a book!”
“Ahem, I’d like to know, what’s the connection between being a righteous gentleman and enjoying the various luxuries of the Celestial Mansion? Why emphasize that?”
“Who is Conan? Is he that impressive? Haven’t heard of him!”
“I can understand; the Emperor must have felt hesitant, conflicted, and in pain back then… I’m actually quite similar to the Desolate Heaven Emperor, just unfortunately lacking in luck.”
“Going against the ancestors’ decisions? How exhilarating!”
In no time, both the Nine States and Celestial Mansion cultivators were in an uproar, all excitedly discussing the matter.
On every face, there was a glowing look of envy.
Especially among the Celestial Mansion cultivators, thinking of Han Xingmian’s stunning beauty, they couldn’t help but fantasize about being the star of that diary. How thrilling it would be!
They could even write a piece titled “My Happy Life with the Cold Ice Palace Master”—that would be a legendary tale!
If that’s the case, they’d have no regrets in life.
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Azure Prefecture, South Region.
Xuanqing Sect.
Yan Changkong finished reading the diary and couldn’t help but sigh, “The peach blossom luck of Old Ancestor Lin Feng is truly unmatched!”
Grand Elder Chen Xiu nodded in agreement.
Not just unmatched? It’s downright insane! Even though they had guessed it a while ago, the fact still left them awe-inspired.
They were still feeling pumped!
In just a couple of days, even the high and mighty master of the Extreme Ice Celestial Palace couldn’t resist summoning him repeatedly… and even invited him to soak in the Celestial Spirit Spring for a dip… I mean, to check the water quality.
Who else but Old Ancestor Lin Feng could manage that?
The younger disciples of Xuanqing Sect were even more excited, their faces flushed and bodies trembling.
“Old Ancestor Lin Feng, truly our role model!”
“No wonder he’s the killer of immortal women; I’d say he’s the number one romantic in the cultivation world, right?”
“I agree!”
As Yan Changkong listened to their increasingly outrageous comments, he quickly cleared his throat, adopting a solemn face as he said:
“Don’t just see the glorious side of Old Ancestor; have you considered all the effort and sweat he puts in behind the scenes?”
Yan Changkong rolled his eyes and continued, “Remember this! Old Ancestor Lin Feng’s achievements are based on his strength. If he were just a Golden Core Stage cultivator, would Old Ancestor even have noticed him?”
Many disciples nodded thoughtfully, realizing there was some truth to that.
Grand Elder Chen Xiu, upon hearing this, promptly stepped up and earnestly declared, “So, we must work hard! Cultivate diligently, keep our hearts true, elevate our realms, and practice our divine abilities!”
“This way, when we meet an immortal woman, even if we can’t win her over, we won’t get beaten up either…”
Yan Changkong was momentarily stunned, staring at the Grand Elder.
What on earth are you saying?
The Grand Elder seemed unfazed as he continued, “At any time, keeping our lives safe is the most important thing! With our lives intact, we can still look for… immortal women?”
Yan Changkong blinked, realizing the logic in that!
Moreover, it fit Old Ancestor’s cautious personality perfectly. He couldn’t help but glance at the Grand Elder; he was progressing quite quickly!
“Ahem—”
“Everyone just heard, the Grand Elder is speaking from the heart! Make sure to remember that!”
Yan Changkong couldn’t help but throw in his two cents.
The whole group of disciples nodded enthusiastically.
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Qiongying Celestial Mansion, Extreme Ice Celestial Palace.
In the loft.
Han Xingmian, with a face full of indignation, glared at the diary for a long time before finally spitting out a few words:
“b*stard! You could actually write that in the diary?!”
Warm reminder: The upper right corner has functions for “switching between traditional and simplified,” “adjusting font size,” and “reading background color.”
“Could it be…?”
She thought of something, and her expression changed slightly, her breathing getting a bit uneven.
A gentle breeze floated by, and Han Xingmian felt the wind was oddly warm!
Blowing on her face, it felt like a hot, prickly sensation.
It was like the time they shared that fateful dip in the Celestial Spirit Spring… where a bizarre story began.
Moments later.
Han Xingmian snapped back to herself, smacking her snow-white jade hand against her forehead, revealing a somewhat helpless look.
“d*mn!”
“How dare you compare me to a brothel girl?!”
Han Xingmian recalled something else, her eyes flashing with anger as she coldly snickered.
“Back then, I only casually glanced at that diary!”
“How could this guy have so many inner thoughts? Has he no shame? If I didn’t know better, I’d think I’m some forlorn lady of the manor!”
She thought indignantly, not that she was afraid to admit it, but at that time, she really didn’t think much of it.
As a palace master, sometimes she would use her gaze and aura to intimidate her subordinates; isn’t that standard operational procedure?
How did that j*rk interpret it so differently?
It almost felt like she was infatuated! Even if that was the case, it was a later development.
Han Xingmian found herself speechless, but there was nowhere to explain.
She couldn’t just issue a notice from the Extreme Ice Celestial Palace, clarifying that she had no other thoughts at that time, could she?
Wouldn’t that feel a bit guilty?
That certainly isn’t her style!
“b*stard, where are you hiding? You better not get caught by me!”
Han Xingmian’s furious voice floated away in the whistling wind and snow.
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Azure Mystic Celestial Mansion.
Shen Tu Lie slammed the table, gritting his teeth, “Who would’ve thought, Han Xingmian is such a person!”
“If I’d known earlier, I should have used the handsome man strategy back then! Just send me in, and then Junior Sister Yaru wouldn’t…”
Shen Baixiu shot him a glance, thinking that even if it were the handsome man strategy, it should’ve been me going! When did it become your turn?
Not that he wasn’t handsome enough—he was definitely better looking than the Desolate Heaven Emperor!
But of course, he held that thought back.
“Unbelievable! Just unbelievable!”
The more Shen Tu Lie thought about it, the angrier he got, nearly pounding his chest in frustration as he cursed, “If I’d known Han Xingmian was so easily swayed, why wait until now? I could have swooped in too!”
“I had thought of every plan back then, but I never considered the handsome man strategy. What a missed opportunity!”
Shen Baixiu couldn’t help but feel a bit regretful as well.
It was indeed something they hadn’t imagined; who would dare believe that the cold and heartless Han Xingmian would fall for someone so easily?
Especially for someone she barely knew!
A few years’ time, for them, exaggeratingly speaking, is just the time it takes to take a quick leak!
As he thought about Han Xingmian’s graceful figure and breathtaking beauty, a flicker of desire passed through Shen Baixiu’s eyes.
“Total miscalculation!”
Shen Baixiu muttered under his breath, then reluctantly added, “What a pair of dog lovers!”
At that moment, Shen Tu Lie lamented, “The Desolate Heaven Emperor was able to win over that female devil’s heart so quickly because he dealt with Yaru’s original issue!”
“He solved a giant problem for her!”
“But his happiness is built on my suffering; d*mn it!”
Shen Baixiu froze for a moment, realizing that held some truth!
But he still didn’t speak up.
He had lost count of how many comforting words he’d said in the past few days; he was starting to annoy himself.
After a moment.
The projection screen in the distance flickered again, and the diary continued updating.
Shen Baixiu said nonchalantly, “Let’s just read the diary for now!”
Shen Tu Lie snorted, “Hmph, I want to see what it means to go against the wishes of our ancestors!”
