NOVEL NEXT Chapter 59: Chapter 59
Chapter 59: What Kind of Freak?
Liu Erlong's overly blatant gaze quickly drew attention from Zhao Ling's table. Bibi Dong furrowed her brows and shot Zhao Ling a curious glance.
"Do you know the woman sitting at that small table? She's staring at us with the strangest look."
Zhao Ling followed her gaze to the woman seated not far away. She had delicate features, beautifully arched brows, and an undeniable charm, but he was certain he'd never seen her before.
"I don't know her," he replied, frowning slightly. "But she *is* very pretty, almost on par with the two of you."
Ah Yin, sitting beside him, raised her eyebrows in silence before giving Bibi Dong a sly wink.
Bibi Dong was momentarily confused by the gesture, but when Ah Yin subtly held up three fingers behind Zhao Ling's back, her eyes widened in understanding.
In an instant, both women were nearly certain: this woman was the third person privy to "Copy of Zhao Ling's Diary."
Only those who could see the diary had such an intense interest in Zhao Ling and the two of them. The fact that this woman had followed them from the Great Fighting Soul Arena to the restaurant was no coincidence.
Their suspicions deepened when the woman kept glancing at their table, especially at Zhao Ling. The repeated, almost scrutinizing looks were far from normal.
Exchanging a series of meaningful glances, Bibi Dong and Ah Yin came to a silent agreement. They would set aside their rivalry for now. After all, what was the point of fighting for Zhao Ling if a third woman swooped in and snatched him away?
While the two women plotted in silence, Zhao Ling looked between them, his confusion mounting.
"Dong'er, Ah Yin, why are you two winking at each other like that? Is something funny? Can you clue me in?"
Bibi Dong rolled her eyes, choosing not to dignify his question with a response. This big pig's hoof, she thought irritably. That diary of his is like a magnet for trouble.
Ah Yin, on the other hand, acted decisively. She leaned closer, puckered her lips, and planted a playful kiss on Zhao Ling's cheek.
Zhao Ling froze, wide-eyed and utterly stunned. His gaze darted to Ah Yin, who looked back at him with a mischievous grin. The sheer absurdity of the moment compelled him to open his diary panel.
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[Fuck… Fuck… What's going on?!]
[I can't believe this. Ah Yin held my arm earlier, then let me kiss her forehead, and now she's kissed me on her own? Is this real? Am I actually about to get a girlfriend after being single for 31 years?]
[This is unbelievable. Back in my original world, I didn't even hold hands with a girl in 16 years. Then I came to Douluo Continent and spent 15 years training like a maniac, never thinking about love.]
[But now… now it's happening! Dad, Mom, your son is finally going to end his single life. If you knew this on Blue Star, wouldn't you be proud?]
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After finishing the entry, Zhao Ling uploaded the diary and received his reward: the Xuan-level top-grade technique "Canglan Sword Art" and a matching Xuan-level long sword, Canglan Sword.
When he saw the rewards, Zhao Ling couldn't help but grumble internally. 'Really, system? I'm a Titled Douluo now. Can't you at least give me earth-level rewards? What's with this stinginess?'
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At the same time, the diary's golden exclamation mark appeared in front of all three women, signaling the update.
Ah Yin and Bibi Dong exchanged knowing glances but didn't immediately open the diary. Instead, they turned their attention to Liu Erlong.
The woman's expression had shifted to one of intense focus. Her eyes narrowed, and her lips twitched slightly, as though suppressing laughter. It was clear she was reading something.
This subtle change elevated their suspicions from 80% to near certainty. She was definitely the third person connected to the diary.
This is bad, both women thought. If this woman managed to win Zhao Ling's favor, it would be a disaster. They couldn't let that happen.
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Meanwhile, Liu Erlong couldn't help but snicker as she read the diary.
So this self-proclaimed Titled Douluo, who wants to give every beauty in the Douluo Continent a warm family, is actually still a virgin?
She laughed harder. 'Thirty-one years old and never held hands with a woman? This guy's emotional experience is even more pathetic than mine.'
But then, a new detail struck her like a bolt of lightning.
"Thirty-one years old… and a Titled Douluo?" she whispered, her laughter abruptly silenced. Her mind raced. The diary mentioned he spent 16 years in another world, and only 15 years practicing after coming to Douluo.
So he became a Titled Douluo in just 15 years?
Her heart pounded as she stared at Zhao Ling with wide, burning eyes, as if trying to see through him.
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Across the table, Ah Yin and Bibi Dong finally opened the updated diary.
The first few lines nearly made them burst out laughing, but as they read further, their expressions turned serious.
They exchanged startled glances, the same thought mirrored in their wide eyes: This guy is a freak.
"If Zhao Ling had been born here," Ah Yin murmured, her voice barely audible, "and awakened his martial soul at the usual age of six… he'd be a Titled Douluo by 21."
"A 21-year-old Titled Douluo," Bibi Dong echoed, her voice tinged with awe. "That's unheard of. No one would believe it."
Both women fell silent, their gazes shifting toward Zhao Ling.
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At her table, Liu Erlong had come to the same conclusion.
Her eyes burned with intensity as she stared at him. This man isn't just talented. He's a monster.
Her stare didn't go unnoticed. Bibi Dong and Ah Yin both felt a wave of discomfort under her aggressive gaze.
What did Zhao Ling write now? they wondered, their suspicion growing.
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