Chapter 234: Is This Something a Human Can Do?

Chapter 234: Is This Something a Human Can Do?

After Zhao Ling finished pondering, he lowered his head to kiss the beauty in his arms on the forehead. However, he unexpectedly noticed that she was already awake, her brows tightly furrowed.

Thinking she might be distressed by his actions, Zhao Ling asked hastily, "Tong'er, what's wrong? Did I hurt you or make you uncomfortable?"

Tang Wutong, who was in the middle of mentally scolding her father—someone she barely remembered—glanced up at Zhao Ling with a pout. Annoyed by his question, she retorted, "You just realized it now, you stinky husband? You never know how to feel sorry for me! I just didn't want to call you 'husband' like everyone else, but you had to push me. You're such a beast!"

After her outburst, Tang Wutong turned her head away, feigning the demeanor of a lady who couldn't be bothered to entertain him further.

Of course, her anger wasn't entirely due to Zhao Ling's behavior. What annoyed her more was that, while holding such beauty in his arms, Zhao Ling had the audacity to think about her two incarnations.

Was he bored? Worse, he even had the gall to blame his shameless thoughts on her father, whom she barely remembered. This husband of hers was truly shameless.

Zhao Ling nodded earnestly at her complaints. "You're right, Tong'er. I'm sorry, truly sorry. Your husband is indeed a beast. To make it up to you, I'll give you a treasure."

Zhao Ling's apology came easily—after all, hadn't someone from Blue Star once said that arguing with women is pointless? Winning the argument but losing the wife would only lead to embarrassment.

Even though Zhao Ling had the guaranteed charm of a Level 4 "female killer," he knew that reasoning wouldn't sway Tang Wutong. Thus, he quickly admitted fault and pulled out the Peacock Feather from his storage space.

"Peacock Feather? Husband, where did you get this?"

Tang Wutong's eyes lit up the moment she saw the Peacock Feather. Somewhere in the depths of her fragmented memories, she recalled hearing about this hidden weapon.

Though her father, Tang San, was the one who had originally told her about it, her system-altered memories now attributed this knowledge to her mother. She remembered that this weapon was legendary, but she had never seen it in person.

In the original world, after Tang San and the other seven ascended to the Douluo God Realm, they deemed hidden weapons to be unnatural and left them behind. These weapons were preserved as a legacy of the Tang Sect and the Haotian Sect but were never brought to the God Realm.

Now holding the Peacock Feather, Tang Wutong examined it with curiosity and admiration. After a while, she tried to return it to Zhao Ling.

But Zhao Ling shook his head, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and smiled. "Tong'er, this is for you. Your husband doesn't need it."

"For me? Thank you, husband!" Tang Wutong beamed, planting a kiss on Zhao Ling's cheek before placing the Peacock Feather into her storage soul guide.

Her earlier dissatisfaction melted away. After all, her two incarnations were just alternate versions of herself—what was there to be upset about?

Meanwhile, in the courtyard, the four girls who were playing mahjong suddenly noticed the diary's latest update. Intrigued, they stopped their game and began reading.

As they perused the newest entries, they were left speechless.

Their husband, Zhao Ling, had already claimed Wutong as his own but was still fantasizing about her other incarnations. How insatiable could he be?

The diary's revelation about Tang San sparked even more outrage. The idea that Tang San had sealed his daughter's memory and split her consciousness into two parts was unforgivable.

What kind of father does such a thing?

Even if her consciousness was eventually merged, didn't he worry about the potential confusion or harm it could cause her?

Xiao Wu, reading this, clenched her fists tightly. "If Tang San were here right now, I'd kick him to death," she muttered, anger bubbling inside her.

Ah Yin felt similarly furious. She had thought Tang Hao and Tang San were merely misguided, but this revelation confirmed they were worse than beasts.

Even though Xiao Wu had described her "dream" of Tang Hao using underhanded means to force her to sacrifice herself, Ah Yin could somewhat understand those actions. But splitting his daughter's consciousness into two? That was beyond comprehension.

Ah Yin silently thanked her luck. She was grateful to be with Zhao Ling and vowed never to cross paths with Tang Hao or his son. There was no way she would ever bear a child like Tang San.

Arou and Liu Erlong shared her sentiment. They felt immense sorrow for their granddaughter, wondering what sin she had committed to deserve such a cruel father. Fortunately, they were now here to protect her from further suffering.

Elsewhere, Poseidon and Bibi Dong skimmed the diary and, finding nothing related to them, continued their cultivation.

After reading the latest diary update, Qian Renxue's face flushed with fury. The realization that Tang Wutong had traveled back in time while she had not stung deeply.

Tang Wutong, who was only 12 years old when she traveled back, was now 17 and had already been embraced by Zhao Ling. Meanwhile, Qian Renxue's soul had to regress into infancy to relive its growth.

How unfair!

Seeing Tang Wutong, someone who should be ten thousand years younger than her, sharing Zhao Ling's bed only intensified her jealousy.

In the Star Dou Great Forest, a peculiar soul beast—a lion-like creature no more than two meters tall, covered in golden fur, and bearing dragon-like claws and three eyes—tilted its head as it stared at the diary copy floating before it.

At its current 5,000-year level, the soul beast had not yet awakened its spiritual intelligence or merged with Tang Wutong's consciousness. The diary's contents were incomprehensible to it, as its actions were driven solely by instinct.

Suddenly, a line of text appeared on the diary's cover:

[Detection Alert]

The target has not yet awakened its spiritual intelligence. This diary copy will transfer a portion of Tang Wutong's consciousness to the target, granting it 5,000 years of life and aiding its transformation into a human form. As compensation, the next two rewards from the diary system will be canceled.

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