LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 25: Chapter 25
Chapter 25: What Stirred This Girl?
No matter how much Zhao Ling thought about it, he couldn't figure out why his presence had caused such a massive butterfly effect in the Douluo Continent. Frustrated, he summoned his diary panel and started a new round of complaints.
[But I'm uneducated, so all I can say is "wow" to describe my mood right now.]
[Bibi Dong actually said to my face that she hates Yu Xiaogang. Am I crazy? I must be crazy. Has my influence really grown so much after crossing over?]
[Is this a mistake? I just don't understand it. I really don't.]
[Still, this could be a good thing for me. Bibi Dong said I'm more her type than Yu Xiaogang. Does this mean she's confessing to me?]
[But if she's confessing to me, should I accept?]
[If I agree too quickly, won't I seem desperate and unreserved?]
[Wait, there's also Ah Yin. If I accept Bibi Dong in front of her, will she get jealous? Will she think I'm two-timing?]
[…But maybe I'm overthinking it. Ah Yin and I haven't reached that level yet. Right now, we're more like strangers traveling together.]
[No problem. There's plenty of time to win both their hearts. After all, I'm a powerful Titled Douluo. How could I not have confidence in myself?]
With a satisfied nod, Zhao Ling clicked "upload" on the diary. Moments later, he received rewards from the system: +1 to appearance and a 10% boost to overall quality.
The system had done it again. With a cumulative +20% boost to his overall quality, Zhao Ling felt that he'd leveled up in ways beyond just strength. For someone who appreciated the beauties of the Douluo Continent, such rewards felt perfectly tailored.
Smiling mischievously, he summoned his personal attribute panel:
[Name: Zhao Ling
Age: 31
Appearance: 88 (max: 100)
Charm: ??? (No title yet)
Strength: Level 92 Titled Douluo (Strong Attack)
Martial Souls: Netherworld Demon Suppression Tower, Death God Scythe
Soul Ring Configuration
(First Martial Soul): Purple, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Red, Red, Red
Soul Ring Configuration (Second Martial Soul): Black
Soul Bones: Iron Arm Demon Ape Left Arm Bone, Thousand-Tier Ant King Right Arm Bone, Plate Rhino Trunk Bone, Powerful Orangutan Right Leg Bone, Thousand-Tier Ant King Left Leg Bone, Phantom Nightmare Skull (Missing External Attachments Soul Bone)
Soul Skills (First Martial Soul): Iron Tower Copper Wall, Toughened Defense, Force to Suppress Thousands of Troops, Trapped Beast Fight, Pagoda to Suppress Mountains and Rivers, Xingtian Subdues Demons, Demon Tower True Body, Pagoda Protects True Body, Netherworld Suppresses Gods and Demons
Soul Skills (Second Martial Soul): Darkness of Death...]
Although the physical enhancements weren't displayed on the system panel, Zhao Ling could feel them. His appearance had also increased from 86 to 88, but the change was subtle—he didn't notice anything different.
Ah Yin, however, sensed something. She couldn't quite pinpoint it, but Zhao Ling seemed more attractive, more magnetic than before.
When Zhao Ling dismissed the attribute panel, he caught Ah Yin staring at him. Smiling, he teased, "What's wrong? Are you falling for me? If so, just admit it."
"Ugh…" Ah Yin rolled her eyes, pulling her gaze away.
This guy looks decent enough but has such a foul mouth, she thought to herself.
She pointed toward a nearby ring where a fierce competition was already underway. "Let's go watch. Both sides look strong—it might be interesting."
"Alright, let's go," Zhao Ling replied, nodding as he followed her.
Unbeknownst to him, Ah Yin had silently opened the diary copy in her mind. Reading the new update, her eyes rolled again.
'This shameless man wants to have both me and Bibi Dong? Where does he get his confidence?'
She shook her head. 'Does he not realize that both Bibi Dong and I can read his diary?'
Still, she smirked inwardly. 'It's fine. Let him keep dreaming. There's no way I'll let him hook up with Bibi Dong. He's mine, and I'll make sure of it.'
With this in mind, Ah Yin boldly grabbed Zhao Ling's arm and leaned against him like a dainty bird.
Zhao Ling froze, his whole body stiffening as his mind raced.
'What's going on? I've known Ah Yin for less than a week, and now she's holding my arm and resting her head on my shoulder?'
'This feels… way too intimate. Something's not right.'
For a moment, Zhao Ling pinched his cheek. Since his damage transfer ability was still active, he felt the sting of pain. This wasn't a dream—Ah Yin really was leaning on him.
Has she been triggered by something? he wondered.
After some thought, he concluded: It must have been Bibi Dong's words earlier—"You're more my type." Ah Yin must be jealous. That's the only explanation.
Feeling triumphant, Zhao Ling grinned inwardly. 'Bibi Dong's comment turned out to be a god-tier assist. Now Ah Yin's throwing herself at me. If Tang Hao saw this, he'd probably be so depressed he'd cough up blood.'
Meanwhile, up in the VIP section, Bibi Dong had opened the diary copy as well.
Reading through the latest entry, a faint smile graced her lips. "So, Zhao Ling isn't as clueless as he seems. He knows I have feelings for him, and he feels the same. A two-way street, huh?'
But her mood soured as she read further. The moment Zhao Ling mentioned his plans to pursue both her and Ah Yin, her smile vanished.
Is this guy delusional? Thinking he can juggle two women like this?
Looking down, Bibi Dong spotted Ah Yin clinging to Zhao Ling's arm and nearly lost her composure.
This shameless woman! How dare she take advantage of her proximity to Zhao Ling? Doesn't she know anything about fair competition? Ugh, this is infuriating!
Bibi Dong's grip on her armrest tightened, and she forced herself to stay calm. Fine, Ah Yin, two can play this game. Let's see who wins in the end.
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