People are writing diaries in Douluo, Bibi Dong is crazy about it

Chapter 92: Chapter 92



**Chapter 92: The Sea God Appeared?**

At this moment, Bibi Dong was pacing nervously outside the door. Just now, her teacher and Zhao Ling had released their martial souls to test each other in the Pope's Palace, which made her anxious.

However, when she sensed that her teacher's aura was completely overpowered by Zhao Ling's, a hint of pride gleamed in her beautiful eyes.

'As expected, the man I chose is exceptional. Even the teacher can't compare to him. This is wonderful.'

But soon after, the chief and second priests arrived uninvited, heightening Bibi Dong's worry that they might try to intimidate Zhao Ling.

Just as she was debating whether to enter the Pope's Palace to see what was happening, a copy of Zhao Ling's diary appeared before her, indicating it had been updated.

Without a second thought, she opened it. However, as she read, Bibi Dong couldn't help but smile wryly.

'Zhao Ling must be seriously ill,' she thought, chuckling to herself. 'Only he would have the calmness to write a diary while facing my teacher… and even with the chief and second priests present, he's not nervous at all?'

What surprised her even more was that Zhao Ling had been writing complaints about her teacher, mentioning that her teacher's family had strikingly good looks and questioning why she had fallen for Yu Xiaogang instead of being attracted to her handsome teacher.

'I've seen my teacher as a father figure ever since he raised me. Why would I ever think of him in that way?' Shaking her head, Bibi Dong internally labeled Zhao Ling as "seriously ill in the brain" once again.

As for the woman Zhao Ling mentioned, Bo Saixi, Bibi Dong didn't have any impression of her. But Tang Chen was someone she vaguely remembered hearing about—the former leader of the Haotian Sect, a man once known as an unstoppable force on land.

It was hard for Bibi Dong to imagine that Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu had once vied for the same woman, and that Tang Chen had won. Qian Daoliu was undeniably attractive, despite being nearly a hundred years old; he looked no older than his thirties or forties. Even so, he had lost to Tang Chen. It was hard to make sense of.

When Zhao Ling referred to "double doors," Bibi Dong was confused at first, but upon reading about his admiration for eight-pack abs, she thought of Zhao Ling's own muscular physique. Unconsciously, she swallowed, feeling a slight warmth in her cheeks as she realized what he meant by "double doors." She had to admit Zhao Ling's sculpted body and defined abs were quite alluring...

At the same time, Ah Yin, who was resting in a hotel, noticed her diary's latest update but felt too exhausted to read it. 'I'll read it later,' she thought, settling back to sleep. 'Breakfast can wait, maybe even lunch, depending on how well I rest.'

Meanwhile, Liu Erlong read the latest updates with a frown. She knew of Qian Daoliu—he was the former Pope—but she only vaguely recognized the name Tang Chen, assuming he was a senior from the Haotian Sect. As for Bo Saixi, she thought the woman seemed to have similar misfortunes to her own.

'I've been mocked for "picking up broken shoes," and now this Bo Saixi is being ridiculed for being "blind."' Liu Erlong sympathized with her. Bo Saixi's lover, Tang Chen, had lost his mind. If she knew this, Liu Erlong imagined, Bo Saixi would be heartbroken.

Far away on Sea God Island, Bo Saixi was in the Sea God Temple when something unexpected occurred. Maintaining her usual calm, noble demeanor with her long, sea-blue hair flowing gracefully, she was taken aback to see a floating notebook appear before her, labeled "Copy of Zhao Ling's Diary."

'How did this appear?' she wondered, her expression solemn. 'Could it be a sign from the Sea God himself?' 

As the Sea God's most devoted follower, Bo Saixi naturally assumed this strange phenomenon was an oracle from her deity. But she was puzzled—who was Zhao Ling, and why had the Sea God sent her his diary? Was there something crucial in it for her to know?

Tentatively, she extended a slender finger toward the "Copy of Zhao Ling's Diary," but her hand passed through it, deepening her confusion. "Why did it appear if I can't touch it?"

After a moment's thought, she tried another approach and watched as the diary pages flipped open. Suddenly, she heard the voice of a stranger narrating the entries, and her eyes followed the words as they appeared.

"The Spirit Hall…" Bo Saixi furrowed her brows. "That's the most powerful force on the Douluo Continent, but it doesn't concern me."

As she read on, however, her eyes paused on a familiar name—Qian Daoliu. Like herself, Qian Daoliu was one of the few 99-level Extreme Douluo on the continent, known as a force unmatched in the skies. A memory flashed in her mind of the tall, handsome man whose presence was always warm and reassuring.

Her face turned stern. 'What was this diarist getting at? Sure, Qian Daoliu is handsome, but does that mean I'm supposed to like him?' 

She acknowledged that Qian Daoliu was more attractive than Tang Chen, but good looks aren't everything, she thought, feeling frustration rise within her. 'I simply felt that Tang Chen was my type, even if I can't fully explain why.'

As she continued reading, Bo Saixi's mind replayed memories of Tang Chen's rugged, muscular physique—a figure envied by men and admired by her. 'I suppose it makes a little sense,' she thought, recalling Zhao Ling's words about her attraction to Tang Chen's physical strength. 'But I'm not some shallow woman!'

Steeling her emotions, Bo Saixi read on. When she reached the part about Tang Chen's downfall, how he had fallen into the Rakshasa God's trap and was now parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, her expression shifted to one of shock.

"How could Tang Chen, who once ruled the land, be tricked by a god?" she thought, bewildered. She wanted answers from the Sea God but knew that, as his earthly representative, she could not simply summon him for personal reasons.

Still, Bo Saixi felt a flicker of hope. If this diary was truly an oracle, perhaps it was the Sea God's way of leading her toward the answers she sought.

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