Chapter 93 The Butterfly Effect

"Damn! What's going on? What's going on?"

"Where did Dongfang Bubai get the Sword Manual of Exorcism? She actually wants to exchange it for Zixia Gong?"

"This Dongfang Bubai, I don't know where she heard the words 'Zixia Secret Manual, the beginning of entry. Sunflower Manual, the pinnacle of perfection!' Not only did she run all the way to Huashan, she also wanted to make a deal with me. Why didn't she go directly to Lao Yue? If she went directly to Lao Yue, no matter what choice Lao Yue made, I wouldn't know, and I wouldn't have to worry about it." "

Besides, she actually wanted to make a deal with me. This is a bit inconsistent with her personality! Isn't Dongfang Bubai the leader of the Sun Moon Sect? Shouldn't she be the kind of person who is very domineering and will just grab whatever she wants? Why did she come to make a deal with me?"

"Tai Chi Fist Scripture, Sword Manual of Exorcism. Tsk tsk tsk tsk. This Dongfang Bubai is really generous. There's no need to mention the Tai Chi Fist Scripture, the sect's treasure of the Wudang Sect. The Sword Manual of Exorcism is also a fragment of the Sunflower Manual. Dongfang Bubai is really willing to give it up."

"If it were me, I would have just robbed it directly and not made any deal."

"But it's a good thing that Dongfang Bubai didn't rob it directly. If he had, I really wouldn't have been able to resist, not even Lao Yue would have been able to resist."

"Originally, I was thinking about pushing the two martial arts, the Blood Knife Sutra and the Wind God Leg, onto Dongfang Bubai, and saying that Dongfang Bubai was using them to exchange for the Purple Cloud Art. But after thinking about it, I decided to give up this idea. After all, the value of the Wind God Leg and the Blood Knife Sutra combined far exceeds the Purple Cloud Art. Dongfang Bubai is not stupid, how could he give up so many martial arts in exchange for one Purple Cloud Art?"

"Let's find a way to create an adventure for Lao Yue."

"But let's get back to the Sword Manual of Exorcism. This thing can be mastered quickly and can improve a person's strength in the shortest time. As long as you are ruthless enough and can give yourself a sword, it will be fine. I'm worried now, what if Lao Yue really gets the Sword Manual of Exorcism and can't control himself and gets tempted?" "

But it shouldn't happen. After all, the situation of Huashan Sect is much better now. After all, Huashan Sect now has me."

"I am the hope of Huashan Sect. Old Yue is not under as much pressure as in the original novel, so he should not choose to castrate himself."

"Old Yue, Old Yue, look, I have racked my brains for you. I am almost losing my hair because of you."

"Oh, wouldn't it be great if Linghu Chong offered Dugu Nine Swords? As long as we have Dugu Nine Swords, there will definitely not be so many messes."

"In fact, it would be great if we could get the Beiming Divine Art. Although the Beiming Divine Art requires us to destroy our own internal energy when practicing, we can quickly improve our strength by absorbing the internal energy of others. As long as we have the Beiming Divine Art, we can definitely train a large number of masters in a very short time. Why would we be afraid of the damn Songshan Sect?" "

Unfortunately, the distance between the Ming Dynasty and the Song Dynasty is too far, not to mention going to Dali. I don't have an excuse to run so far. If I really run there, who knows, Duan Yu might have already obtained the Beiming Divine Art." "

Luckily, I have cheats. The Beiming Divine Art is indeed magical, but if I give myself some time, I can obtain a martial art even better than it. Well, the Wind God Leg is pretty awesome, actually." "

Forget it, let's think about what to do tomorrow. Dongfang Bubai, oh Dongfang Bubai, you've really given me a difficult problem. Trading the useless Sword Manual of Exorcism for the Purple Cloud Art, you're really calculating too much."

Before going to bed, Ye Xiu wrote another diary entry and then accepted the rewards from it as usual, his strength steadily improving again. Ye Xiu fell asleep with a complete sense of security.

Ye Xiu slept. But Ning Zhongze couldn't sleep.

It wasn't just Ning Zhongze, but Yue Lingshan as well.

The two of them were completely unable to sleep when they saw Dongfang Bubai was actually going to give the Sword Manual of Exorcism to Yue Buqun.

Yue Lingshan even pulled Ning Zhongze over, insisting that he sleep with her tonight.

Old Yue couldn't help but shake his head, but he didn't refuse.

"Mom, what on earth does this Dongfang Bubai want?" Yue Lingshan complained.

"I don't know what she wants, but she probably wants the Purple Cloud Art, right?"

"Even if she wants it, she can't trade it for something as harmful as the Exorcism Sword Manual." Yue Lingshan pouted.

"Don't worry, Shan'er. Your father wouldn't practice the Exorcism Sword Manual even if he was given it. Just relax," Ning Zhongze reassured Yue Lingshan, though she herself was a little unsure.

"Yes, we have Senior Brother Ye at Huashan now. There's no way he'd even consider the Exorcism Sword Manual." Yue Lingshan nodded vigorously.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Get some rest. Get up early tomorrow to practice," Ning Zhongze said to Yue Lingshan.

"Yes."

...

Dongfang Bubai felt a slight happier feeling when Ye Xiu mentioned her more than once in his diary. As expected, as long as she interacted with Ye Xiu more, he would naturally mention her in his diary.

Dongfang Bubai then checked Ye Xiu's favorability rating. It remained at 49, showing no sign of improvement. A hint of disappointment

welled up in her heart. However, she quickly brushed it off, for she would soon have a chance to improve Ye Xiu's favorability.

"Master, Lu Bai has contacted many experts and is currently lurking in Huayin County." Sang Sanniang knelt before Dongfang Bubai, addressing his most pressing concern.

Upon hearing this news, a charming smile crossed Dongfang Bubai's lips.

...

"Huh? Why is there another entry in the diary?" Zhong Ling's already large eyes widened even further as she discovered another entry in her diary.

She remembered not having this entry before, but now, suddenly, it was a shock.

"Could someone have written this entry while I wasn't paying attention? Or is there a ghost here?" Zhong Ling couldn't help but glance around, but aside from the idiot in front of her, who was kowtowing to a statue, there was no one else.

This frightened Zhong Ling even more, especially the fool who had actually kowtowed to a statue. This was completely out of character, as if he'd been bewitched by a female ghost. Could there really be a female ghost here?

The thought of a female ghost made Zhong Ling want to flee, but her fear made her legs go weak.

"Hey, hey, you fool, you fool, are you okay?" Zhong Ling couldn't help but shout at the kowtowing Duan Yu.

She had been looking for a quiet place to read her diary, but by sheer coincidence, she encountered Duan Yu fleeing and then fell off a cliff with him.

Duan Yu had seemed normal at first, but upon seeing the statue, he seemed to have lost his soul.

Zhong Ling called out to Duan Yu, but he didn't respond. He continued to kowtow, even until his head was bruised.

This frightened Zhong Ling even more, believing the fool had truly been bewitched by a female ghost.

Zhong Ling was even more frightened. Her legs became weaker and she sat down on the ground.

Then, she watched Duan Yu kowtow countless times until he passed out.

Zhong Ling was even more frightened.

Duan Yu kowtowed until he fainted. Would the female ghost come to deal with him next?

Zhong Ling closed her eyes and kept muttering to herself, hoping that all the Buddhas in the sky would come to save her.

But after a long time, there was still no movement. Zhong Ling could not help but open one eye and carefully looked around. There was no change at all.

"Did the female ghost let me go? Or is there no female ghost at all?" Zhong Ling got up from the ground, looked around carefully, and then glanced at the unconscious Duan Yu.

"Huh?" Zhong Ling suddenly noticed that the place where Duan Yu kowtowed was actually broken by him. There seemed to be something like a scroll inside.

Zhong Ling, who was scared to death just now, became curious and picked up the scroll.

"Northern Divine Art? Huh? Northern Divine Art?" Zhong Ling's eyes widened again.

She thought of the diary she had just read, then glanced at the scroll of the Northern Divine Art in her hand. Then, she couldn't help but glance at Duan Yu, who had fainted from kowtows. "Could this foolish boy be Duan Yu?"

"So, I've obtained the Northern Divine Art? No, that's impossible. And the diary says that Duan Yu obtained the Northern Divine Art and the Light Footsteps, but now it's clear—" Zhong Ling felt her little brain was a bit overwhelmed.

She shuddered, then turned and ran. This place was too eerie, too scary. She had to run. She didn't even bother to pay attention to the unconscious Duan Yu.

Not long after she ran away, Duan Yu, who had fainted from kowtows, woke up. He groggily opened his eyes, and seeing the statue before him, he fell into a state of fascination once again: "Fairy Sister—"

...

Mu Wanqing was hiding in the boudoir of a young girl.

The girl before her was extremely beautiful.

Mu Wanqing was incredibly confident in her looks. For over a decade, she'd never met anyone prettier than herself. Even Zhong Ling was mostly cute.

But the girl before her stunned Mu Wanqing. Moreover, her aura was incredibly unique, so special that once you saw her, you couldn't forget her.

Mu Wanqing studied Wang Yuyan, who was also studying Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing had clearly come to assassinate her mother, but for some reason, Wang Yuyan had somehow managed to hide Mu Wanqing in her own boudoir, allowing her to escape.

Of course, without Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing could have escaped Mantuo Villa and ridden Black Rose. With a day and night of galloping, with Black Rose's speed, she might have reached the border of Dali.

"Are you Wang Yuyan?" Mu Wanqing demanded bluntly.

"Well, I'm Wang Yuyan, you, you're—"

"My name is Mu Wanqing!"

"Ah! You're Mu Wanqing?" Wang Yuyan's eyes widened in shock. She'd seen Mu Wanqing in the diary before, like herself, being Duan Zhengchun's daughter, but she hadn't expected to meet her here.

"You know me?" Mu Wanqing's expression shifted.

"I-I saw your name in the diary—"

"Diary?" Mu Wanqing's eyes lit up, and she pulled out a black diary from her bosom. "Is this the diary?"

Mu Wanqing was filled with gratitude for this diary. Last night, her assassination attempt on Li Qingluo failed. If it hadn't been for this diary protecting her vitals, she might have been seriously injured or even killed, and she wouldn't have had the chance to be saved by Wang Yuyan.

"Huh? How did you get the diary?" Wang Yuyan was shocked, instinctively trying to snatch it back.

"Do you know who wrote this diary?" Mu Wanqing pressed again.

"I-I don't know. This diary suddenly appeared in my room yesterday." Wang Yuyan shook her head, not hiding a single detail.

Partly because of Wang Yuyan's simple nature, and partly because the person before her was Mu Wanqing, her biological sister, she subconsciously felt a certain closeness to her. Of course, the diary was already in Mu Wanqing's hands, so there was nothing left to hide.

"Yesterday? Wait, you mean the diary you saw yesterday?" Mu Wanqing sensed something was wrong.

"Yes," Wang Yuyan nodded.

"I got this diary yesterday, and it's been in my hands ever since, never leaving my side," Mu Wanqing said, holding up the black diary.

"But, but I clearly yesterday—"

"Where did you put the diary?" Mu Wanqing interrupted.

"It was right next to the bed—here!" Wang Yuyan said, her eyes instinctively shifting to where she saw her own diary.

She quickly ran over and picked it up.

Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing looked at their own diaries, then at each other's, and they looked exactly the same.

Mu Wanqing reached out to grab Wang Yuyan's diary, not even considering whether she was willing to give it to her.

Of course, Mu Wanqing's personality was just that way. Rather than being straightforward or naive, it was more accurate to say that she had been with Qin Hongmian since childhood, and she had never been taught manners or etiquette.

This led to Mu Wanqing speaking her mind without reservation, knowing no secrets, or modesty or humility.

Wang Yuyan hadn't expected Mu Wanqing to suddenly snatch her diary. She instinctively tried to dodge, but unfortunately, having never practiced martial arts, she couldn't avoid Mu Wanqing's sudden attack. She could only watch helplessly as she reached for her diary.

The next moment, Mu Wanqing's grasp was empty.

"Huh?" Mu Wanqing couldn't help but reach out for the diary again, only to find it was empty again.

The diary was right there, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't touch it.

"Are you kidding me?" Mu Wanqing glared at Wang Yuyan with sharp eyes.

"Ah? No, no, no, I'm not kidding you." Wang Yuyan shook her head in panic. Despite some reluctance, she handed the diary over, but Mu Wanqing once again grabbed it and it was empty. Mu

Wanqing knew she had no chance of wresting Wang Yuyan's diary away.

Feeling a little annoyed and impatient, she instinctively flipped open her own diary and discovered that the one she had been holding all along contained another entry.

"Huh? Why is there an entry? When was it written?" Wang Yuyan also noticed something was amiss and couldn't help but exclaim.

Both Mu Wanqing and Wang Yuyan knew this diary was something special. Perhaps it even held some unknown treasure.

Meanwhile, in Yanziwu, across the water from Mantuo Villa, Ah Zhu saw the newly discovered diary, but she wasn't as shocked as the others. She had long known it was special.

No one else could see it except her, and she couldn't reveal anything about it, not even by any other means. At the same time, Ah Zhu also conducted some experiments, and found that no matter it was stabbed by swords, immersing in water or burning, it could not damage the diary at all.

All these miracles showed that the diary was not simple.

So, the sudden appearance of a new diary was perfectly normal—normal at all!

Well, Ah Zhu was equally surprised by the sudden appearance of the new diary. She even felt the urge to find out who the diary's owner was.

After all, such a magical diary, what kind of owner could it be?

But despite her excitement, Ah Zhu didn't put her plan into action. After all, as a maid in Yanziwu, while she had a certain degree of freedom, it wasn't absolute freedom; she couldn't just leave whenever she wanted.

However, she was already concerned about the diary's owner.

Ah Zhu's younger sister, Ah Zi, was ecstatic when she discovered an additional entry in the diary. This was because the diary was truly extraordinary. Not only did it contain other people's secrets, but new entries could appear out of thin air, meaning she could learn even more secrets.

And who knows, maybe once she figured out the diary's secrets, she'd gain even more.

Then, Ah Zi decided not to wait any longer.

Ah Zi originally planned to wait until Ding Chunqiu wasn't paying attention, and then steal the Divine Wood King Cauldron. After stealing the Divine Wood King Cauldron, she would escape from the Xingxiu Sea.

But with this magical diary, she would definitely be able to obtain martial arts that are more magical than the Hua Gong Dafa, such as the Beiming Divine Art.

So she decided not to take risks and just run away.

After leaving the Xingxiu Sea, she fled directly to Dali and went to Wuliang Mountain to look for the Beiming Divine Art.

Ah Zi decided that after she cultivated the Beiming Divine Art, she would suck the Xingxiu Sect's eldest brother Zhaixingzi dry, and then all the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, and even her master Ding Chunqiu, the old man, dry.

Ah Zi was a little excited when she thought of the scene of getting the Beiming Divine Art and sucking the Xingxiu Sea dry, including Ding Chunqiu.

Who made her get bullied in the Xingxiu Sea? After all, everyone in the Xingxiu Sea is a good person. Not to mention those brothers, even Ding Chunqiu's eyes were not right when he looked at her.