Su Luo parted ways with Yun and returned to her own room.
Now that the Heavenly Demon Grand Ceremony is over, Lin Xuan and the others should have finished their battles as well.
After a short rest, it’s time to prepare for another round of battles.
Su Luo opened her diary and began writing.
...
After exiting the Heavenly Demon Grand Ceremony, Demon Lord Jiang Ningshu immediately returned to her room and collapsed.
For her current condition, unleashing that oppressive aura was definitely overload.
But she acted well, and no one noticed anything unusual.
How long can this situation last?
Jiang Ningshu lamented inwardly.
"Who’s there?!"
Suddenly, Jiang Ningshu sensed someone nearby and quickly rose to her feet.
"It’s me, you’re still as alert as ever." Luo Xinlan emerged from behind a pillar, a faint smile on her face.
"You know I can’t afford not to be cautious."
Seeing it was Luo Xinlan, Jiang Ningshu relaxed and dropped all her defenses.
"Don’t worry, even if your secret is exposed, I’ll stand by your side. If anyone wants to kill you, they’ll have to get through me first."
"Thank you. I can only rely on you."
"Trust me fully, we’ve grown up together."
"Of course."
They talked for a long time afterward.
When it was almost time, Luo Xinlan finally left.
Once again, Jiang Ningshu was left alone in the room.
Just as she was about to rest, a notification suddenly sounded.
"Diary Loading Complete."
Without this reminder, Jiang Ningshu had almost forgotten about it.
So, what is this thing?
On the interface appeared the words: “Su Luo’s Sneaky Diary.”
Who is Su Luo?
Jiang Ningshu hadn’t interacted with the outside world for some time now. Even when she did, she rarely paid attention to unimportant people, so she couldn’t recall who Su Luo was.
Setting that aside, Jiang Ningshu was curious about who had the ability to embed something like this within her.
No matter what method she tried, she couldn’t remove the interface.
It could be minimized, but she couldn’t completely expel it from her body.
In the end, with no other choice, she temporarily gave up and opened the diary to take a look.
It’s not like I have anything better to do. Let me see how “sneaky” it is.
[Yun asked me what I thought about the Demon Lord. For a moment, it brought back both funny and sad memories.]
[What’s funny is the Demon Lord; what’s sad is me.]
[You know, the Demon Lord is in pretty bad shape right now.]
[Firstly, in terms of cultivation, the Left Envoy said she broke through to the peak of the Great Perfection, but actually, the Demon Lord has already reached that level long ago. She held back a layer, keeping it hidden from the outside world.]
How does he know that?! Jiang Ningshu was stunned from the very beginning.
She had originally thought it would be a boring diary, but instead, it contained information about her, right down to her deepest secret.
She had hidden her cultivation level for years and should only know it herself.
Oh, Luo Xinlan also knew, but she wouldn’t spread it around. Who exactly is this Su Luo?
Jiang Ningshu had to continue reading more seriously.
[She had previously been trying to break through to the Tribulation Phase.]
[However, she failed the breakthrough and was supposed to be obliterated by the heavenly tribulation, but because of her exceptional talent, she survived against the threat of death, driven by instinct.]
[But she paid a heavy price.]
[Her meridians were reversed, she suffered serious injuries, and the heavenly tribulation was temporarily stored within her body. She didn’t expect the tribulation to exist in her body in a relatively stable form.]
[Still, she knows it’s only temporary. The heavenly tribulation might explode at any moment. If she doesn’t find a solution, she’ll still die under its power.]
[No matter what, she currently can’t find a way to recover, which has rendered her current cultivation level unattainable. To be honest, with my current strength, I could probably take down the Demon Lord.]
The more she read, the more unbelievable it seemed, as if the diary had been written by herself.
How could it be so clear about her situation? Down to the finest detail.
Does he know how to recover?
Jiang Ningshu was eager to read on, hoping to find a way to recover. Her unstable cultivation made her feel extremely insecure.
[So the Demon Lord hardly ever shows herself now, afraid of exposing her lack of power and losing the loyalty of her subordinates.]
[In the Heavenly Demon Sect, lacking strength is a sin.]
[Although the Demon Lord’s cultivation isn’t fully usable, she still has a couple of moves she can pull off. One of them is her oppressive aura, which has become even more terrifying after being tempered by the heavenly tribulation.]
[No, it should be said that not just the oppressive aura, but other techniques too, all come with a sense of heavenly tribulation’s pressure.]
[But to top-tier experts, it’s not very impressive. Simply put, it’s all noise and fireworks—spectacular to look at but not very useful in action.]
[It’s all in the minds of those who see it; pure special effects.]
[Right now, with her lack of power, the Demon Lord spends every day thinking about how to recover her strength. But this is only temporary; she will eventually regain her strength.]
Hearing about regaining strength, Jiang Ningshu’s eyes lit up, but how far in the future was this "eventually"? Did it have a specific time frame?
Gradually, Jiang Ningshu started to believe the contents of the diary.
[Until then, the Demon Lord has been putting on an act for the Left and Right Envoys, and the Four Heavenly Demons, not wanting them to sense any flaw.]
[It’s not that she doesn’t trust them, but more to avoid discouraging them with her decline. The Heavenly Demon Sect is currently on the rise, and she doesn’t want to dampen that momentum.]
[Instead, she shared everything with Luo Xinlan, fully trusting her. They were born in the same small village, trained together for years, and experienced countless events together. They’ve long since considered each other as extensions of themselves.]
[Yet she doesn’t know that Luo Xinlan has already stabbed her in the back.]
Impossible!
At this point, Jiang Ningshu wanted to destroy the diary, finding it completely fabricated. Luo Xinlan could never betray her like that!
But it was useless; the diary could only be closed, not destroyed.
After a while, she calmed down and reopened the diary.
I’ll see what you have to say for yourself.
[All this stems from love.]
[Forget writing out the process; basically, Luo Xinlan likes Gao Yu, Gao Yu likes the Demon Lord, and pays no attention to Luo Xinlan at all.]
[No matter what Luo Xinlan does, Gao Yu doesn’t care, focusing only on trying to win the Demon Lord’s favor. He does a lot of things that he thinks will impress the Demon Lord, but in reality, it’s just delusional.]
[Yet the Demon Lord doesn’t even notice Gao Yu.]
[The result is that Luo Xinlan gradually harbors resentment toward the Demon Lord, and their friendship goes sour.]
Jiang Ningshu thought for a moment, Gao Yu? Who is that? She couldn’t recall any impression at all.
After a deeper thought, she barely remembered, but this person hadn’t really done anything significant.
But this doesn’t matter. Luo Xinlan would never knife her in the back over someone like him.
If Gao Yu were here and heard the Demon Lord say this about him, he’d definitely be furious. You never even pay attention to me when I try to do something for you!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
