【Diary completed. Reward: Speed +2, Strength +4.】
【Special ability upgraded: What you see is only what I want you to see.】
【Can adjust cultivation level at any time, but it cannot exceed one's own cultivation level -> Can adjust cultivation level at any time, but it cannot exceed one's own cultivation level; can alter the characteristics of techniques and moves at any time.】
At this moment, Su Luo wasn’t in the mood to check the rewards. He gazed at the moonlight, waiting for the plot to unfold. It was about time.
......
On the other hand, Li Siyi collapsed onto her bed. Returning to the room where she grew up always brought her comfort, as if all her exhaustion had been wiped away.
To be honest, it had been a busy day.
She had flown around the streets during the day and shared her experiences at a gathering.
Unfortunately, she didn’t get to hear Su Luo’s sharing. She wondered how he would have shared his experiences.
In the evening, she had dinner at the city lord’s house, and after returning home, she ate again.
Dealing with all sorts of people was anything but easy. It was mentally exhausting. Perhaps following Su Luo wouldn’t be a bad idea.
Of course, Li Siyi was just thinking out loud. In reality, the day’s experiences weren’t so bad.
Li Siyi decided to rest properly and, as usual, opened her diary.
It had been updated!
She lay down to read.
Halfway through, Li Siyi immediately sat up.
A beast army is coming?
Tonight?
This was too serious. Although she hadn’t faced beast armies many times, each encounter was unforgettable.
They were too savage, too powerful.
Reading further, Li Siyi’s eyes widened.
My entire family is gone?
So soon!
Li Siyi had known for a while that her family would be wiped out, but she hadn’t expected it to happen so quickly—just a year later.
What should I do? What should I do?
Li Siyi panicked. Even though she had known, she wasn’t prepared at all.
Nascent Soul stage—it felt so distant.
This was something she couldn’t possibly face right now.
Li Siyi envied those with stronger power. If only she were stronger.
Now, her only hope was her master.
If her master could come, everything would be resolved.
Then Li Siyi suddenly thought: Would saving her family affect Su Luo’s plot?
It definitely would.
Li Siyi suddenly realized this and smiled bitterly.
I hesitated, but hadn’t I already decided to change this fate?
If I don’t save my family, I can’t live with myself.
If it were anything else, Li Siyi would have cooperated with Su Luo, but this—there was no other way.
Having decided to save her family, Li Siyi needed to think carefully. If she asked her master for help, how could she explain how she knew about the impending disaster?
Should she say that Su Luo knows the future and wrote about it in his diary?
Such an absurd reason—how could her master believe it?
If it weren’t for the diary, Li Siyi wouldn’t believe it either.
She really needed a convincing reason for her master to intervene.
Li Siyi paced back and forth, restless. Time was running out, and she still had to consider how long it would take for her master to arrive.
Gradually, she stopped and sat back on the bed, quietly thinking.
Finally, she organized her thoughts and summarized her ideas.
This is what I’ll do.
There wasn’t enough time to refine the details. Li Siyi immediately summoned her master.
Her master had said not to call unless it was an emergency.
But now, there was no other choice. Li Siyi couldn’t think of any other way to solve this.
She hoped her master would come quickly.
What if her master couldn’t make it in time? What if she was occupied with other matters?
“What’s the matter?”
While Li Siyi was lost in thought, Nangong Xiyun appeared before her.
So fast!
It took less than a breath, didn’t it?
Li Siyi was so shocked she didn’t know what to say.
The Seven Stars Sword Sect was so far away. How did her master arrive so quickly?
She’s too powerful.
Actually, it wasn’t like that. Nangong Xiyun had noticed Su Luo and Lin Xuan going out together and knew something was bound to happen.
Out of curiosity, she followed them.
Then, she had also read the diary. Sure enough, something was about to happen.
But it was no big deal. If Nangong Xiyun hadn’t seen it, she wouldn’t have intervened.
But since she had, a mere beast army wouldn’t be a problem.
However, Nangong Xiyun didn’t plan to help openly. She intended to protect them in secret, not wanting to raise Su Luo’s suspicions or reveal herself too early.
Then Li Siyi called her, so she came.
Seeing Li Siyi stunned, Nangong Xiyun asked again, “What’s the matter?”
“Master, please help me.”
Li Siyi quickly explained about the beast army’s attack and the hidden family’s plan to wipe out her entire family.
“How do you know this?” Nangong Xiyun directly pointed out the key question, wanting to hear Li Siyi’s explanation.
“I... I sometimes have dreams about future events.” Li Siyi was extremely nervous. She couldn’t think of a reasonable explanation, so she used this old excuse.
Her master’s trust was crucial for what would happen next. Please, she had to believe me.
Nangong Xiyun narrowed her eyes. This dream of yours is called Su Luo’s Serious Diary, isn’t it?
This confirmed it again—Li Siyi had Su Luo’s diary.
Su Luo had just updated it, and you called me right away. Why didn’t you call earlier?
But Nangong Xiyun didn’t plan to expose her. Instead, she said confidently,
“Alright, I believe you. I’ll take care of the beast army and deal with that hidden family.”
“Master, wait. I have a request.”
“Speak.”
“Could you protect us in secret? You see, this is a great opportunity for us to grow. If you take care of everything with a single strike, it might make us too reliant on you.”
Nangong Xiyun nodded thoughtfully. “That makes sense.”
“There’s one more request.” Li Siyi felt like she was pushing it, but she had to say it.
“Could you pretend to be someone from the hidden family and just injure my family instead?”
Nangong Xiyun naturally understood Li Siyi’s intention—to help Su Luo complete his plot.
After all, Su Luo had thrown away all dignity for the sake of his plot, showing how important it was to him.
But she still asked, “What kind of strange request is this?”
“I want to avenge them myself in the future. This way, I’ll have a legitimate reason.”
Li Siyi grew nervous again. She couldn’t come up with a better reason in such a short time.
Nangong Xiyun glanced at her.
This is quite a stretch, but I’ll play along.
Nangong Xiyun had been thinking about how to protect Li Siyi’s family while helping Su Luo progress his plot.
She hadn’t expected her disciple to already have a plan.
Fine.
“Alright.”
“Thank you, Master!”
Li Siyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. With her master’s help, these two issues would be resolved.
But when she thought about it, why did it feel so easy?
She had prepared so many arguments to justify her reasons, but none of them were needed.
Was her master too trusting of her?
Thinking back, it seemed like her master believed everything she said.
For a moment, Li Siyi felt a little guilty. She had lied to her master.
Master, I’m sorry. I’ll repay you properly in the future.

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