I’m Writing a Diary in a Fantasy World — I Really Am Not a 'Cao Thief'! Chapter 105.1 : Troubles. (Part 1)

[Chu Ge's Harem Group · Taihuang Holy Land Subgroup]

[Dantai Jinglian: This Su Mo really can be considered soone of note. Compared to Ye Chen or Luo Lingtian, he's indeed stronger by more than just one tier.]

[Shui Qianrou: This kind of thod that opens up an entirely new path—I've truly never heard of it.]

[Su Lingyuan: Starting cultivation directly from the Third Heaven… wouldn't that an Su Mo is already an Aperture-Opening Realm cultivator now?]

[Lu Fuyao: Senior Sister thinking that way isn't really wrong…]

[Lu Tingni: But he definitely can't compare to a true Aperture-Opening Realm cultivator, not even to an ordinary Seed-Condensation Realm one.]

[Dantai Xuanyin: Tingni is right. The power on Su Mo right now is like rootless duckweed—he can use it, but every bit he uses is permanently lost. After all, without a spirit seed, he can't draw spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and can only keep opening apertures.]

[Zhao Qinghui: And opening apertures only gets harder and harder. Without the support of the first two realms, if he doesn't find another solution later on, Su Mo will probably very soon fall into the predicant where opening apertures becos as difficult as ascending to the heavens.]

The won in the group chat all put forward their own views.

Su Mo's approach was indeed eye-catching, but once one thought it through carefully, countless flaws beca apparent—there was simply no way this path could last long.

[Let's put Su Mo aside for now. Hehe, today I had a really nice interaction with Senior Sister. Senior Sister slls so nice, soft when held, sweet to the taste—love it.]

The tone of the diary suddenly took a sharp turn.

Just a mont ago it had been seriously analyzing Su Mo, this chosen one of fate.

In the next instant, it shifted straight to Su Lingyuan.

This left quite a few diary copy holders completely dumbfounded.

And the group chat fell into a brief silence.

Inside her room, upon seeing this, Su Lingyuan's face instantly turned beet red.

She buried her entire self into the quilt, as if too embarrassed to face anyone.

'Bad junior brother, bad junior brother, bad junior brother!'

She kept chanting in her heart, as though only this could slightly ease her inner shyness.

Still, when she saw Chu Ge's words—"love it"—a trace of sweetness inevitably welled up in her heart.

As for the ssages in the group chat at this mont, she temporarily chose to ignore them.

There was no other reason—she simply felt they were boring, absolutely not because she was too shy to look.

Seeing that the main subject, Su Lingyuan, hadn't responded for a long ti, the won in the group knew she was too embarrassed to show herself.

After teasing her a few tis, they stopped.

For a while, the group chat—which had been fairly lively—fell into silence.

After that silence, certain thoughts rose almost simultaneously in everyone's minds.

Dantai Xuanyin and Zhao Qinghui were fine, as they hadn't interacted much with Chu Ge.

But Shui Qianrou and her two disciples, as well as Dantai Jinglian, were thinking a great deal more.

On the other side, Chu Ge stopped writing in his diary.

He didn't have to wait long before the diary settlent arrived.

[Ding! Daily diary rewards settled. Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Apertures 4.]

[The host's diary score today is 68. Congratulations to the host for obtaining one lottery chance. Use it now?]

After receiving the cultivation reward,

with the diary score only at 68, Chu Ge naturally didn't hold much expectation.

He imdiately used the lottery chance.

As expected, although the quality of the item drawn wasn't bad, it couldn't be put to use for the ti being.

It was simply stored in his storage space—collection 1.

After thinking for a mont, Chu Ge didn't imdiately use the intelligence-gathering function he had obtained.

Instead, he took out the two Dragon Blood Fusion Source Fruits he had obtained from dayti check-ins.

The Dragon Blood Fusion Source Fruit looked very small, with dragon-shaped patterns coiling across its surface—extraordinarily extraordinary.

Chu Ge swallowed both fruits in one go.

The effect was imdiate.

The mont they entered his stomach, the Purple Extre Emperor Dragon bloodline, which had previously been fusing steadily and mildly, instantly boiled over—surging and raging like a tempest.