When Zhao Ling finished his internal struggle, he lowered his head, intending to kiss the beautiful woman in his arms on the brow. Unexpectedly, he found that she was awake and frowning.
Zhao Ling thought the girl was frowning because he had been too rough with her, so he quickly asked her.
"Tong'er, what's wrong? Was your husband too thoughtless, making you uncomfortable?"
Tang Wutong, who was frowning deeply and mentally scolding her father, of whom she had no impression, looked up at Zhao Ling when she heard his question and retorted unhappily.
"Only now do you realize it, you smelly husband! Look at you, not caring for me at all. All I wanted was not to call you 'husband' like everyone else, but you just had to thoroughly 'punish' me. You're such a beast..."
With that, Tang Wutong turned her head away, looking as if she, a young lady, didn't want to bother with him.
Of course, she wasn't truly angry because of Zhao Ling's "beastly" behavior. It was simply because he was thinking of her two incarnations while a living, breathing beauty like her was right in front of him.
Wasn't he bored? And he even pushed all the blame onto her shameless father, of whom she had no impression. This husband was quite shameless himself.
Facing Tang Wutong's dissatisfaction, Zhao Ling nodded repeatedly: "My apologies, my apologies, Tong'er. Your husband truly is a beast, you're right... To express my apologies, I'll give you a treasure."
A certain someone repeatedly apologized to Tang Wutong. After all, wasn't it said on Blue Star not to reason with women? If he won the argument and lost his wife, that would be awkward.
Although Zhao Ling had the Lady Killer Lv. 4 as a fallback, and Tang Wutong certainly wouldn't change her mind even if he won the argument, he still readily admitted his mistake and took out the Peacock Plume from his storage space.
"Peacock Plume? Husband, how did you make it?"
The moment Tang Wutong saw the Peacock Plume, her eyes lit up. She seemed to have an impression of this item in her memories.
In her memories, her mother had told her about this hidden weapon. Of course, in reality, the person who told her the name of this hidden weapon was her father, Tang San, but the system had changed it to her mother telling her.
Although Tang Wutong had heard of this item, she had never seen it. After all, after Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and the other seven became gods in the original world, they discarded all hidden weapons on the grounds that they were harmful to heavenly principles.
Of course, he still left some hidden weapons for the Tang Clan and the Clear Sky Sect as their foundation. But after the seven ascended to the Douluo God Realm, they didn't bring any of those hidden weapons to the God Realm. Therefore, Tang Wutong had no chance of encountering these hidden weapons.
Tang Wutong took the Peacock Plume, played with it for a while with interest, and then wanted to return it to Zhao Ling.
Zhao Ling shook his head, gently kissed her on the brow, and said with a chuckle: "Tong'er, this item is for you. Your husband has no need for this."
"For me? Thank you, husband..." Tang Wutong happily kissed Zhao Ling on the cheek and then put the Peacock Plume into her storage spirit tool.
Originally, she had been displeased that Zhao Ling was thinking of her two incarnations while looking at her beautiful face, but now she wasn't angry anymore. After all, those two incarnations were herself, so what was there for her to be unhappy about?
Meanwhile, in the courtyard, the four women, who were routinely playing mahjong, suddenly saw the diary copy update. They all stopped what they were doing and read the latest diary entry.
Looking at the latest diary entry, the four women were quite speechless. Their husband was truly a beast; he had already "devoured" the complete Wutong, yet he was still thinking about her two incarnations.
What kind of behavior was this? It truly lived up to the saying "greedy as a snake trying to swallow an elephant."
However, when they saw that Tang San had actually sealed their daughter's memories and split her divine sense into two, they became even more displeased.
What kind of father would do such a thing? Was he even human? Splitting his daughter's divine sense into two—even if the two parts merged again later, wouldn't he worry about his daughter's divine sense being in chaos?
Xiao Wu, reading the diary, clenched her fists tightly. Could she say she wanted to kill someone right now? If Tang San appeared before her, she would absolutely kick him to death.
Ah Yin was equally enraged. She never thought that Tang Hao and Tang San, that father-and-son pair, would be even worse than beasts.
According to Xiao Wu's described "dream," Tang Hao used shameless means to trick her into willingly sacrificing herself; this she could understand.
Tang San similarly used shameless means to force child Xiao Wu and her two brothers to sacrifice themselves; this she could also still understand.
But what she couldn't understand was how Tang San could split his daughter's divine sense into two parts, turning her into two people with completely opposite personalities? Is this something a human could do?
Ah Yin was now truly glad. Fortunately, she was with her husband now and had never met that Tang Hao. In the future, she would absolutely never give birth to such a scoundrel.
Xiao Rou and Liu Erlong both felt distressed for their granddaughter. What sin had their granddaughter committed to end up with such a beastly father?
Thankfully, she had traveled back to this timeline. In the future, they would absolutely not let their granddaughter suffer that hardship again.
Bo Saixi and Bibi Dong, seeing that the diary had nothing to do with them, briefly glanced at it before continuing their diligent cultivation.
Qian Renxue, after reading the latest diary copy, immediately bristled. That woman named Tang Wutong had clearly traveled back from over ten thousand years later.
But unlike herself, the other party had traveled back physically. It was said that she was already 12 years old when she traveled back, and now, five years later, she was 17.
So Brother Ling had "devoured" her, but what about herself? She had traveled back as a soul and had to grow from an infant.
Why was it so unfair? Why didn't Brother Ling let her travel back physically as well?
Watching a woman who should have been ten thousand years younger than her "sleep" with Brother Ling, Qian Renxue finally understood what it meant for jealousy to twist one's face.
Far away in the Star Dou Great Forest, a strange spirit beast of nearly four to five thousand years old, less than two meters long, six feet tall, covered in a layer of brilliant golden fur, resembling a lion in overall form but with dragon-like claws and three eyes on its face, was tilting its head, looking at the diary copy in front of it.
Because it was currently only at the five-thousand-year level and hadn't integrated that trace of Tang Wutong's divine sense like in the future, it hadn't yet gained intelligence.
The diary copy appearing before it, it naturally couldn't understand anything. Its current actions were basically based on biological instinct.
Just then, a line of text automatically appeared on the cover of the "Zhao Ling Diary Copy" in front of it.
[Detecting that the target has not yet gained intelligence, this diary copy will replicate a portion of Tang Wutong's divine sense and beauty, implant it into the target, and grant the target a five-thousand-year lifespan, helping the target gain intelligence and condense a human form. As compensation, two rewards the target would have received after viewing the diary copy will be canceled.]