The Veela's Copy of the Diary

Yaxiu suddenly remembered something. He stopped the car, and a diary appeared in his hand. "What is that?" "The Secret Poison Diary." Yaxiu briefly explained the diary's effects. Hearing that this item could eliminate secret poison symptoms, Sonia's eyes instantly lit up. "Are there more? Give me one too!" "Everyone will definitely have one in the future." Because they had run into the white mist anomaly right after redeeming the prize from the Dreamscape Expedition event, followed immediately by being relentlessly pursued by a rampaging mob of Red Hats, there hadn't been any time to stop and rest. Over the next two days, Yaxiu had almost forgotten about the Secret Poison Diary reward, opening it now for the very first time. As for which secret poison to record, Yaxiu had decided long ago—the Vortex Secret Poison! They were no longer in the Sea of Knowledge, so the Vortex Secret Poison held no value for them whatsoever, yet its symptoms were exceptionally revolting. If the Concept Secret Poison merely caused Yaxiu to occasionally detest the world, the Vortex Secret Poison made him detest water constantly. Aside from bathing and soaking, Yaxiu drank either lemon tea or dark beverages resembling toilet cleaner, all to circumvent the Vortex Secret Poison's "hydrophobic symptoms." Moreover, there was another serious problem—saliva was also water! His own saliva was one thing, but coming into contact with anyone else's saliva would definitely trigger the Vortex Secret Poison! The Vortex Secret Poison might not be the most dangerous, but it was unquestionably the one with the greatest impact on his quality of life! After recording the Vortex Secret Poison in the diary, Yaxiu said, "The advancement condition for the Secret Poison Diary sorcery spirit is rather strange. It only automatically advances once copies of the diary have been read over five hundred times... But when a normal person finds a copy and finishes reading about the secret poison, they probably wouldn't read it a second time, right? They might just throw it away." Sonia nodded. "So you have to write something else to entice people into keeping the copy and checking it regularly." "Then what should I write?" Diya answered instantly: "A fairy tale!" Sonia pondered. "Something entertaining?" "In other words, you both recommend using literary works as bait?" Yaxiu said. "As it happens, I know a literary genre that men, women, young, and old alike will definitely enjoy reading. Even different races wouldn't be able to resist its temptation." The curiosity of both the Witch and the Sword Princess was piqued. "What genre is that powerful?" "Erotic literature." "What's erotic literature?" Diya asked curiously. Before long, however, her face flushed bright red, likely because the White Queen and the other personalities had just delivered a brief sex education lesson to their little Secret Princess sister. Covering her face with her hands, she said, "Watcher, don't tell me you're going to write a story with you and the Sword Princess as the male and female leads—" "No, no, no." Yaxiu shook his head and waved his hands, offering a double denial to the proposal. "Witch, you don't understand. When writing this sort of fantasy literature, the most important thing is not being too familiar with the subjects; only then can you evoke that sense of longing. Just as romance authors have often never been in love, when I write erotic literature, I definitely can't write about people I know too well, or its appeal will drop. Besides, that would be far too disrespectful to the Sword Princess. I'm not that kind of person!" Yaxiu spoke with absolute righteousness, declaring he harbored no such intentions so as not to give the Sword Princess the slightest chance to explode. After all, something like that could at most be entertained in his thoughts; if he actually wrote it down, the Sword Princess would probably beat him to death on the spot. That aside, Yaxiu actually had plenty of local themes he could draw upon, such as *The Treatment Room in Prison*, *My Days Living with a Veela*, *Picked Up by My Female Superior*, *My Female Superior's Elf Mother*, and so on... Just as inspiration was surging within Yaxiu, he suddenly heard Sonia speak up out of nowhere: "I don't really care whether you write about me or not, but as I recall, aren't you an amnesiac reincarnator?" "Hmm? Yeah." "Since losing your memories, have you had any intimate physical experience with other women?" Sonia gazed at Yaxiu, her eyes sharp. "...No." Sonia looked away. "Without even any experience, how do you expect to capture that lingering, intimate feeling?" Though he felt somewhat looked down upon, the Sword Princess was entirely correct, and Yaxiu found himself completely unable to rebut her. Yet as a corporate slave, what Yaxiu excelled at most was taking on challenges—working himself to death just to out-compete his peers! "Then I'll find a way in reality to patch up this gap in my knowledge..." Sonia reached out, pressed her hand on Yaxiu's shoulder, and summoned a hazy, transparent one-winged sorcery spirit that looked as if it would vanish after a single use. "Watcher, this is the miracle sorcery procedure 'Heart Pen' that I bought for you." Sonia's voice suddenly turned remarkably gentle. "Its core sorcery spirits happen to be your Heart Sword and Sword Mark. Do you know how powerful it is in actual combat?" "H-How powerful?" "Wherever the Heart Pen traces, it leaves an ink mark behind." Sonia lightly traced her finger across the back of Yaxiu's neck. Even through the hood, goosebumps rose along his skin. "The ink mark cannot fade, and anything passing through it is severed. Combined with a Poison Sorcery spirit, wounds severed by the ink mark will even spread contamination, leaving the victim to die a gruesome death. "This is a miracle sorcery procedure I spent fifteen gold coins to buy for you. Do you like it?" Yaxiu nodded vigorously like a pestle pounding garlic. "Yes, I love it! I'm completely satisfied! I think I mistook a creative impulse for creative talent. I probably don't have much of a gift for erotic literature, so why don't you decide what I should write in it, Sword Princess?" Though he didn't know what the Sword Princess was angry about, her being this gentle meant she was definitely furious. What was more, she had actually spent money to buy him a miracle sorcery procedure; this was Yaxiu's first time receiving in-app purchases from an operator. This feeling of being supported wasn't bad at all. Since the Sword Princess had tipped him, Yaxiu had to show some courtesy in return so she could experience the joy of spending money. Sonia herself hadn't come up with any good ideas either. At that moment, Diya suddenly spoke up: "Sister White says that you could actually just write a diary in the notebook, Watcher. "If other sorcerers pick up a copy, simply being able to learn about another sorcerer's deeds through it would be enough to keep them following and flipping through it persistently. Besides, what you're writing is a diary—villains in fairy tales love snooping through other people's diaries." Yaxiu and Sonia thought about it and agreed it was indeed a great idea. They had overcomplicated things—the act of peeking into another sorcerer's life was inherently full of allure. Yet before Yaxiu even started writing, he hit a snag. "But I can't reveal a lot of things from reality for now, and in the Void Realm, aside from the Sword Princess acting spoiled toward me, there isn't much to write about. Anyone reading it would definitely find it boring." "I already said I wasn't acting spoiled!" Sonia bit her lip and retorted stubbornly, then added, "Even if you don't have anything to write about the present, you can write about past events!" *Right!* A single remark woke the dreamer. Looking back on his experiences in Shattered Lake Prison now, Yaxiu felt they were extraordinarily cool. He had long wanted to show off to someone, but the Sword Princess had already heard him brag, and in reality, whenever he wanted to boast to Lisi, Harvey and Igola would undercut him. He had never had the chance to sort through that thrilling prison break journey. The Secret Poison Diary happened to provide him with an excuse to relive those memories. Because he still had to explore the Void Realm with the Sword Princess and the Witch shortly, Yaxiu only jotted down three hurried lines before snapping the diary shut. *"In the year 1668, the city I resided in was named the safest region in the country." "I made an indelible contribution to this achievement." "Because I was caught."* ... ... The Void Realm's first layer, the Sea of Knowledge. "My sorcery power is growing so slowly..." Freya lay in her small boat, staring blankly at the white mist in utter boredom. Thanks to the boat, the Veela's Void Realm exploration speed was already two to three times faster than that of ordinary sorcerers. Even so, after all these days, the Veela had merely condensed a single silver feather; reaching full silver wings was still nowhere in sight. *If only I could run into a legendary Vortex,* Freya thought. In the hearts of Silver Sorcerers, there was no fortuitous encounter more enviable than a Vortex. In an instant, it could save months or even years of hard labor—and with the time saved, she could have had a child with Yaxiu already. *Why did I suddenly think of that rotten man?* Freya thought. Speaking of which, she seemed to recall chatting with Yaxiu about Vortexes during a meal once. Yaxiu had said he knew how to find them, but the secret was poisonous. Since the Veela hadn't been a sorcerer back then, if she remained an ordinary person for the rest of her life, the secret would become purely toxic, so he hadn't revealed it. Yet just a few days after Yaxiu left, she had summoned the "Echo" sorcery spirit and become a sorcerer. Missed by just a few days... If she had become a sorcerer a little earlier... Perhaps... Freya patted her cheeks, banishing the wicked man from her mind. Just as she prepared to resume her exploration, she suddenly heard a splash from behind, as though something had fallen into the water. "Hmm?" The Veela turned her head and saw a diary floating on the surface of the sea.