Chapter 151: A Gathering of Beauties in the Chat Group, Tang Yuehua's Surprise and Troubles!
The first to lose patience was the one far away on Sea God Island.
[Daughter of the Sea: Wuwuwu! I finally got in! I was about to suffocate from holding it in!]
[Daughter of the Sea: Do you know? I got this diary two years ago! But every time I tried to apply to join, it said the group was full!]
[Daughter of the Sea: I could only read the diary content but couldn't join the chat group. It was too cruel!]
The Sea Witch's resentment practically overflowed through the screen, making the girls smile.
Compared to her liveliness, the one from the Extreme North appeared much colder and more aloof.
[Don't Want to Become an Ice Sculpture: So this is the so-called chat group?]
[Don't Want to Become an Ice Sculpture: What exactly is going on? Who is that human named Lin Yuan?]
[Don't Want to Become an Ice Sculpture: I just obtained the diary copy, so everything here is still confusing to me.]
As soon as the Ice Empress sent her questions, the elegant noblewoman in the Moon Pavilion of Heaven Dou City could not help but speak as well.
[Elegant Noble Lady: Pardon the interruption, everyone.]
[Elegant Noble Lady: I would also like to ask, are the things Lin Yuan wrote in the diary real?]
[Elegant Noble Lady: Does he truly possess the ability to foresee the future?]
In reality—
At the top floor of Moon Pavilion, inside that refined room filled with the scent of books,
Tang Yuehua, dressed in a silver palace gown and exuding grace and nobility, was somewhat flustered as she flipped through the diary copy that had appeared out of nowhere.
Because her soul power had been stuck at rank nine her entire life, her spiritual power was also very weak.
As a result, her reading speed was unusually slow.
While watching the messages in the group, she flipped through the diary entries written by Lin Yuan over the past two years.
"This…"
As she read further, ripples gradually appeared in Tang Yuehua's once-calm eyes.
She saw information about her second brother, Tang Hao, who had been missing for many years.
What shocked her even more was—
"Tang San is actually my second brother's son?"
"That boy whom Lin Yuan repeatedly mocked and even seemed to dislike in the diary… is actually my nephew?"
Tang Yuehua felt a mix of emotions.
She had never met Tang San, but blood was thicker than water; he was her second brother's only child.
However, from between the lines of the diary, she could clearly sense that Lin Yuan seemed to hold deep prejudice against Tang Hao and Tang San.
Tang Yuehua rubbed her temples in distress.
On one side was a mysterious youth who possessed foresight and could even change the structure of the continent; on the other was her own flesh and blood.
Just as she was torn with indecision, a crisp notification suddenly sounded in her mind, instantly sweeping away all her worries.
[Ding! Congratulations on obtaining a guaranteed reward: Soul Power Level +1!]
"Boom!"
A stream of warmth, though weak, flowed through her entire body like sweet rain.
The rank nine bottleneck that had troubled her for decades, like an insurmountable chasm—
was broken at this moment!
"Ten... Rank ten?!"
Tang Yuehua suddenly stood up, her eyes filled with shock.
"Does this mean I can absorb a soul ring now? Does it mean I can cultivate normally from now on?"
At this moment, Tang Hao and Tang San were temporarily thrown to the back of her mind.
After so many years, she thought she had already accepted her mediocrity.
But now that she could cultivate again, she realized she had never truly let it go.
She had only been forced to.
Even if she was no longer at the best age for cultivation, even if she was no longer young—
So what?
After all, she had innate rank-nine soul power. Even if her cultivation speed was much slower now due to her age, reaching Soul Ancestor should not be a problem.
Moreover, she had the system. It was just that she did not yet understand its power, so she did not dare to hope too much—
lest greater hope bring greater disappointment.
However, after the brief ecstasy, a new problem arose.
"Wait, since I've broken through to rank ten, I need to absorb my first soul ring to continue advancing."
"But my martial soul…"
Tang Yuehua summoned her mutated martial soul called "Wishful Ring," an extremely rare innate domain-type martial soul.
It had no offensive power at all. Its only function was to release a powerful noble circle domain that could soothe emotions and purify the mind.
This was also one of the reasons she could become the head of Moon Pavilion and teach noble disciples.
"Other than stabilizing emotions, it's useless."
"With a martial soul like this, what kind of soul beast should I hunt for my first soul ring? What direction should I develop in?"
Tang Yuehua fell into deep confusion.
Just as she was troubled, someone in the group had already responded to her earlier question about the authenticity of the diary.
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: @Elegant Noble Lady, of course it's real, more real than pure gold!]
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: If it weren't for Lin Yuan, the Jade Phosphor Serpent poison in both me and my grandfather would still be an unsolvable knot!]
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: My grandfather being able to break through to rank ninety-five now is all thanks to Lin Yuan!]
At this point, Dugu Yan seemed to notice something and sent a puzzled expression:
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: But judging by your nickname "Noble Lady," you shouldn't be that young, right?]
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: Your cultivation shouldn't be low either, right? How come you've been in the group for so long and still haven't finished reading the diary?]
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: If you had read the whole story, you probably wouldn't ask such an obvious question, right?]
Though Dugu Yan didn't mean any harm, her words were like sharp arrows, striking directly at Tang Yuehua's sore spot.
Not young…
Not low cultivation…
Haven't finished reading…
Every word reminded Tang Yuehua of her awkward age and low strength.
If it were her younger self, she might have already been overwhelmed with shame.
But after so many years of cultivation in Moon Pavilion, her temperament had long become steady and unshaken by honor or disgrace.
She took a deep breath, quickly adjusted her mindset, and replied gracefully in the group:
[Elegant Noble Lady: My apologies for making everyone laugh.]
[Elegant Noble Lady: I am indeed somewhat older. As for my cultivation, it is truly not worth mentioning. My talent is rather ordinary, so my reading speed is indeed a bit slow.]
At this moment, the fiery and straightforward Huo Wu asked a question that all the newcomers cared about.
[Blazing Rose (Huo Wu): I want to ask, do people in this chat group know each other's identities?]
[Blazing Rose: Or does no one know who the others are?]
This question was crucial. If identities were known, then one would need to be more careful when speaking.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong, who loved stirring up trouble, curled her lips into a mischievous smile.
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End of Chapter