Bibi Dong and Bo Saixi finished reading the latest diary entry and were quite speechless. Sometimes they really felt their husband was a bit too fake.
He'd clearly been coveting others' bodies in his diary for who knows how long, yet he always hesitated over this and that. Wasn't it boring???
Wouldn't it be better to just quickly deal with that little girl named Tang Wutong? Preferably, he should come to them every two months, otherwise, he'd torment them for three or four days every month, which was truly exhausting.
They both almost simultaneously thought about keeping one or two warm-bed companions for Zhao Ling. Bo Saixi, especially, felt that since she was going to inherit a divine position and was pregnant, when her belly grew larger, her husband would only be able to stare helplessly when he came to her.
As for Bibi Dong, she thought she should choose a good-looking girl to keep by her side in the future, or perhaps take her as a disciple.
Oh, right, husband seemed to have mentioned something about the 'Three Beauties of Spirit Hall' in his diary before. Two of them were herself and that Qian Renxue girl, and only the last person hadn't been mentioned by husband in his diary yet.
It seemed that the third person hadn't appeared yet. Otherwise, Bibi Dong felt she absolutely had to tie her to her side. That way, when her husband came from Spirit City in the future, he wouldn't have to torment her to death.
Meanwhile, Qian Renxue, who was lazily sleeping on her small bed, heard that the latest diary entry had been updated. She quickly opened the diary copy with her mind and read it with great interest.
After finishing the diary copy, Qian Renxue fell silent. So, she was also summoned by this guy using some Character Summoning Card? Otherwise, how could she have been reborn?
Looked like she really had to thank Zhao Ling. He not only saved Big Sister Dong'er from being defiled by her beastly father and carrying his shameful child, but also eased the conflict between her and her father, so that her beastly father shouldn't die by Big Sister Dong'er's hand.
Most importantly, Big Sister Dong'er definitely wouldn't fall in love with that scumbag Yu Xiaogang again, nor would she degenerate into the evil Rakshasa God of her previous life.
Qian Renxue thought this was an excellent outcome. Of course, it would be even better if Tang San could reappear and finally die by her hand.
The sleeping Silver Dragon King was once again disturbed and awoke from her slumber. She glared annoyed at the "Zhao Ling Diary Copy" and said coldly.
"Can you please stop bothering me, unless you can help me recover from my injuries..."
Having said that, she lay down again. Before she could close her eyes, a streak of light overflowed from the diary copy and entered the Silver Dragon King's glabella.
The Silver Dragon King's eyes suddenly widened. This strange diary had just told her that its owner would come to save her once he successfully found the raw materials and refined the pill that could cure her.
The Silver Dragon King couldn't help but fall into thought. This strange diary copy indeed had its miraculous aspects, but her injuries were not easily healed.
Even though she was formed from the Dragon God's creation divinity, she couldn't heal these injuries and could only fall into a deep slumber, relying on long-term dormancy to heal.
But this diary copy actually said there was such a pill that could cure her. If the diary owner successfully refined that pill, would her injuries completely recover and would she be able to leave this place?
The Silver Dragon King couldn't help but look forward to it, hoping that when she woke up next time, she would be able to leave this place of slumber...
After night fell, Zhao Ling, having finished dinner, wondered whose room he should rest in. After all, he had four partners in the mansion, so it didn't matter whose room he spent the night in.
Anyway, if they felt they would suffer too much facing him alone, they would invite others to join them in confronting his "aggression."
He thought carefully. It seemed that over three months ago, he was in Yin'er's room, giving her and Long'er a severe "lesson."
So tonight, it should be Xiao Wu or Xiao Rou's turn. Thinking this, Zhao Ling walked towards Xiao Wu's room with a delighted mood.
But unexpectedly, as he passed Tang Wutong's room, his eyes were suddenly covered with a black cloth, and Tang Wutong's displeased complaints came from beside his ear.
"Brother Ling, you're such a scoundrel, running off to find someone else again! Why don't you come find Little Qi! Anyway, tonight, Little Qi won't let you leave no matter what! Prepare yourself today."
Zhao Ling felt Tang Wutong pulling him towards her room. A certain someone wasn't sure whether he should go in.
After all, if he really "ruined" this girl, Xiao Wu and Xiao Rou would surely fight him to the death.
But the next second, Xiao Wu's laughter, like silver bells, came from Tang Wutong's room: "Haha, husband, I never thought you'd be timid too."
"Silly girl, husband has always been timid, did you only just find out?" Xiao Rou's voice also floated out from Tang Wutong's room, completely confusing a certain someone.
What's going on? It's one thing for Xiao Wu to be in Little Qi's room, but why is that girl Xiao Rou there too? Are they playing 'Fight the Landlord' inside?
"That's right, husband is just too timid. Even though his physique is so insane, he's so timid and hesitant, worrying about this and that."
At this moment, Liu Erlong's voice also came from the room, leaving Zhao Ling utterly bewildered.
Why is that girl Long'er there too? It seems they're not playing 'Fight the Landlord', but four-person mahjong?
They had been playing mahjong all day in the courtyard, so why were they still playing mahjong at night?
Indeed, as the saying goes, indulging in hobbies leads to a loss of ambition. Yin'er was still obedient, not stooping to their level...
Zhao Ling hadn't even finished his lament when Ah Yin's somewhat impatient urging voice came from beside him.
"Alright, alright, stop complaining about husband. Hurry up and drag him in for proper business! This scoundrel was gone for over three months, he truly doesn't care about us sisters. We must teach him a good lesson!"
Holy crap... Zhao Ling finally realized he had entered a den of thieves. He felt five pairs of hands pulling him towards the room, which reminded him of the alluring scene in Journey to the West where Tang Monk was surrounded by seven spider demons.
It seemed that he hadn't informed them beforehand about taking Dong'er to the City of Slaughter this time, so they planned to team up and give him a thorough "lesson."
He felt a little panicked. Although he had the advanced Barbaric War Body given by the system, he had never experienced such a lineup before.
If he lost, wouldn't he be unable to lift his head in front of his wives from now on?
But there was no way he could beg his wives for mercy; if he did, he'd never be able to lift his head again.
Zhao Ling gritted his teeth and finally said to himself, If I die, I die. I refuse to believe these girls can really do anything to me.
Finally, Zhao Ling, facing death bravely, was dragged into the room. As the door closed, the area within a hundred meters of the room became dead silent...