“The Great Thousand World, thousands of continents, continent grades, the Dou Qi Continent as a lower plane…” “Chu Xiao broke through to Dou Di, but a Dou Di is only comparable to a Sovereign.
Above that are Earthly Sovereigns, Heavenly Sovereigns, and Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns.” “And there’s a Ruler Realm above Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign?” Hiss…
At this moment, every woman reading the diary had a look of shock on her face.
If this information wasn’t nonsense, then this man named Chu Xiao would, in the future, surpass their imagination.
And such a person seemed to have some kind of connection with them.
Were they dreaming?
“It might actually be true!” Xun’er was internally horrified.
She knew the most, which was why she was the most shocked.
While reading the journal, she attempted to use her Golden Emperor Sky Burning Flame to burn it within her sea of consciousness.
This was the fourth-ranked Heavenly Flame on the Ranking, the inheritance flame of the Gu Clan.
When matured to its peak, it could burn the space created by a Dou Sheng into nothingness.
The sub-flame in her body, which had been sealed and nurtured in her bloodline by Gu Yuan since she was a child, was now in its juvenile stage.
Even a Dou Zong would be heavily injured if they took a direct hit.
Yet, the ancient tome remained completely unmoved.
If that wasn’t enough, she still had the power left by her father, Gu Yuan, in her body.
When the tome entered the depths of her consciousness, that power didn’t react at all.
Did this mean the power level of this tome was higher than a late-stage Nine-Star Dou Sheng?
By this logic, what Chu Xiao said was likely true.
“Next, I must first verify if the main journal belongs to Brother Chu Xiao and if he wrote it himself.” “If it’s true, I’ll find a way to confirm if the future he mentioned is real.” “If that’s also true…
then I can just ‘lie down’ and be carried!” A smile blossomed on Xun’er’s exquisite face.
If her man was that powerful, she just needed to be a good little follower.
“But those other women…” The other women didn’t think quite as much.
They were simply curious if the journal was real, how to verify it, and how to find this person named Chu Xiao.
As for the crisis of the Great Thousand World and the threat of the Heavenly Evil God—those were currently too far away for them.
Thinking about them was just borrowing trouble.
“Setting the tone high allows me to seize the initiative and makes people treat me with caution.” “Mentioning a Dou Di-level trump card without being specific keeps them wary and afraid to offend me.
The problem is, I actually do have that trump card.” “A Dou Di Space secret realm similar to the Ancient Realm.
In the Dou Qi Continent, probably only Zhu Kun or the Soul Clan have the strength to force it open.
It’s my absolute defense.” Chu Xiao rested his chin on his hand, thinking.
He had deliberately written that content, believing that anyone who saw the journal would find a way to reach him to verify the information.
This way, as long as he paid attention to the people and events around him, he could identify the diary copy holders and use the Binding function flexibly.
He intentionally mentioned that his True Spirit was shattered and his memories were incomplete, requiring him to write the diary to recover them.
This was a “patch” in advance.
If he “forgot” something later, it would be natural and wouldn’t blow his cover.
At the same time, it “told” the copy owners why he was writing, deepening their trust.
Mentioning that a Dou Di was a “low-spec” Sovereign and giving details about the Great Thousand World was also intentional.
Even if someone from the Soul Clan saw it, they might consider befriending him.
If they became enemies, wouldn’t they still die facing the Heavenly Evil God a hundred years later?
By crafting a positive image, making people feel there was profit to be made, and adding the Damocles’ sword of the Heavenly Evil God, he could largely ensure that the copy owners wouldn’t be hostile toward him once they believed the content, but would instead want to get on his good side.
“Now for the closing.
No one is perfect; everyone has weaknesses.
I’ll give you one of mine.” “If you grasp my weakness, you’ll feel you can ‘handle’ this reincarnated person.” “I hope you all take the initiative to scheme against me—by catering to my tastes, that is.” The corners of Chu Xiao’s lips curled slightly as he began to write again.
[But it is precisely this reality that makes me feel lost and deeply guilty.] [Though no egg stays unbroken when the nest is overturned, I died fighting the Heavenly Evil God for the sake of the Great Thousand World.
In the end, I broke my word to them.] [Xun’er, I’m sorry.
Though I promised you the position of Empress, I failed to give you a wedding.] Xun’er: !
She really ended up with Brother Chu Xiao in the end?
And as the Empress?
That’s enough; all other minor matters are trivial.
[Cai Lin, I’m sorry.
I never told you ‘I love you’ until the very end, making people think I was only with you out of responsibility—because of that child we had by accident.] Medusa: ?
“A child?” Medusa clenched her fists.
If she was going to have a child for this man, she must have fallen in love.
The Medusa lineage either never falls in love, or they love until death.
If she didn’t love him, she would have killed herself after the birth, not stayed by his side.
“You’d better not disappoint this Queen!” She put her hand on her hip, her chest rising.
[Yun’er, I’m sorry.
I broke my promise; I couldn’t accompany you back to our place of engagement in the Magical Beast Mountain Range for a short stay.] Yun Yun: !
He’s calling for me, right?
[Little Fairy Doctor, I’m sorry.
I had too many concerns and didn’t give you a formal status.
You should have been the Imperial Consort long ago.] “Im…
Imperial Consort!?” The Little Fairy Doctor felt her heart racing.
If she was qualified to stay by Chu Xiao’s side and became the Consort of a Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign, her cultivation definitely wouldn’t be weak.
By then, the unknown problem with her body must have been perfectly solved.
She could make friends normally and enjoy love.
“That’s it!” She stood up abruptly and stepped into the stream.
If Chu Xiao knew the future, he must know what was wrong with her body and how to fix it.
If she found him, she could…
[Qing Lin, Zi Yan, I am so sorry I failed to protect you and let you die in battle with me.] “I died?” Zi Yan puffed out her cheeks.
“I can actually fight alongside Lord Chu Xiao in the future?” Qing Lin’s eyes brightened.
She, a mere mixed-blood of snake-people and humans, actually had a day where she could become a Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign?
[Han Yue, Han Xue, I’m sorry.
In the end, I couldn’t give you two sisters an explanation.] Han Yue: ?
Han Xue: ??
Named Han Yue and Han Xue, and they are sisters—he must be talking about her and her sister/younger sister.
Did they both fall in love with the same man in the future?
[Cao Ying, I’m sorry.
I broke my word.
I didn’t nurture you into an Immortal-grade Alchemy Grandmaster capable of refining pills that even an Immortal-grade Heavenly Sovereign would covet.] The women: !!!
An Immortal-grade Alchemy Grandmaster?
That must be an existence above a Tier 9/Emperor-grade Alchemist.
Was this Cao Ying’s talent so great that she could reach such heights?
“!” Cao Ying felt a bit dizzy.
What was recorded in this journal must be true!
[Feng Qing’er, I’m sorry.
You were my mount for a hundred years.
I promised to let your bloodline evolve to the Super Divine Beast level, yet I broke my word and couldn’t win you the Ninth Rank of the thirty-six Peerless Divine Abilities of the Great Thousand World…] Feng Qing’er: !!!
“Wait for what!?
A mount!?” (END CHAPTER) CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Blue_Silver1 Thank you for the support, friends.