He's writing a diary in Douluo Continent, and female characters are pursuing him relentlessly.

Zhu Zhuqing led everyone to her sister Zhu Zhuyun's courtyard.

After taking their seats, Qian Renxue and Hu Liena noticed that their mothers/teachers were still standing there, seemingly lost in thought, and they both cast concerned glances at them.

[Bai Yu Bu Du Xue @ Luo Sha Bu Yan Qing: Mom, what's wrong?]

[White-eyed Little Fox @ Rakshasa Doesn't Speak of Love: Teacher? What are you daydreaming about? Is something on your mind?]

Two system notifications startled Bibi Dong awake. She looked at her daughter and disciple and shook her head slightly before sitting down between them.

[Rakshasa Doesn't Speak of Love: It's not a matter of worry, it's just that something I found strange, so I drifted off into thought.]

[The little fox with the rolled-up eyes: What's wrong? If it's convenient, teacher, you can tell me, and I'll help you analyze it.]

[Bai Yu Bu Du Xue: Yeah, don't keep things bottled up inside.]

Others who witnessed the conversation between the three also expressed their concern.

Of course, there's more curiosity and anticipation than anything else; people just want to see what happens.

Bibi Dong secretly rolled her eyes. These guys...

Wanting to eat your own melon again? That's too much!

And Liu Erlong, could you please tone down your gaze a little?

Do you really think that with that little rascal Su Ye around, I can't do anything to you?

If you piss me off, you'll never get into Su Ye's bed again.

Bibi Dong mentally complained for a while, then spoke out what she had just been thinking.

It's not like it's some kind of dark history, so there's no need for her to hide it.

Perfect timing, everyone can help her analyze and resolve her doubts.

After learning the whole story, the women's beautiful eyes flickered slightly as they fell into deep thought.

You know what, this is really strange.

The City of Slaughter is the sacred ground left behind by a god of slaughter a thousand years ago.

The rules governing Martial Souls and Soul Rings can be traced back to the Battle of the Dragon God.

There's a huge age gap between the two.

Just as Bibi Dong thought, even adding another zero wouldn't make it, so how could it be related?

It seems... no, that's not right!

Ye Lingling, Tang Yuehua and the others suddenly brightened up, as if they had thought of something.

However, before they could even speak, Su Ye's diary had already been updated.

[We've mentioned the Killing City many times before, but only briefly. This time, let's go into more detail.]

The Killing Capital is a prison, a prison of utter chaos and bloodshed.

There was virtually no order or rules inside; life-or-death struggles were commonplace.

Living there, to sum it up in one sentence, you have to sleep with one eye open, otherwise you might close your eye and never open it again.

[With constant mental tension and the ever-present erosion of murderous intent, living in such an environment for an extended period would drive even the most normal person to madness or insanity.]

[Just look at the killing gods who emerged from there in the original novel: Tang Hao, Bibi Dong, Tang San, and the little fox—was any of them mentally sound?]

Of course, Tang San wasn't normal to begin with. As an assassin in his previous life, he should be quite used to this kind of situation.

Upon seeing Su Ye's description of the Slaughter City, everyone except Bibi Dong frowned slightly.

Even powerful figures like Poseidon and Snow Empress were deeply moved.

Hu Liena glanced at her teacher, her eyes filled with both heartache and admiration.

Just thinking about it makes you realize how terrifying the killing city is, sending chills down your spine.

The fact that their own teacher was able to successfully emerge from there and become a killing god shows that his strength is truly remarkable!

so amazing!

[My older sister is very strict: Oh my god, I heard it was a prison before, I thought...]

[My older sister is strict: I never expected it to turn out like this, but looking at it from another angle, it's not so bad. What good people could there be? It's just dogs fighting each other.]

[A wealthy young woman: I can't even sleep soundly, I could be attacked and killed anytime, anywhere? Good heavens! If it were me, I'd be driven insane even if I wasn't killed.]

[Bai Yu Bu Du Xue: Otherwise, why do you think there are so few Gods of Slaughter? The moment an ordinary Soul Master steps into the City of Slaughter, one foot is already in a coffin.]

[The little fox with the white eyes: In my original timeline, I think I was also a god of death!]

Hu Liena's eyes darted around, and she suddenly remembered this matter. She subconsciously straightened her Great Martial Soul, feeling extremely proud.

I almost forgot, I'm pretty amazing too.

Although the God of Slaughter Domain isn't a good thing, it still demonstrates one's strength.

Hmph! Hands on hips, all smug!

The women all rolled their eyes and ignored him.

Everyone was having a good discussion, and you had to come out and show off. Can't we just have some fun?

What's most infuriating is that you actually succeeded in pretending! How can we allow that!

Seeing that no one responded, Hu Liena lowered her head again, silently complaining to herself.

Is it so hard to just flatter each other in business?

You guys are so clueless!

snort!

By the way, you can't use Soul Skills inside the City of Slaughter.

For Soul Masters in Douluo Continent, those who know, know. Their strength almost entirely rests on their Soul Skills. Without Soul Skills, although the gap between different realms still exists, it's not as significant anymore, making it easy for those below to defeat those above.

Soul Saints and Soul Douluos are powerful figures outside, commanding respect and admiration from thousands. But there, they are nothing special. A moment of carelessness could lead to their deaths at the hands of Soul Kings, Soul Emperors, or even Soul Sect Masters.

[After all, as mentioned before, it's chaotic there. They use all sorts of underhanded tactics, unlike outside where they announce your martial spirit and level, and offer one-on-one duels. It's perfectly normal to be caught off guard and lose.]

[By now, you should all understand, right?]

[The City of Slaughter is the testing ground for the selection of successors to the God of Asura. A hundred consecutive victories in the Slaughter Arena and clearing the Hell Road to obtain the God of Slaughter Domain can be considered as completing the first test of Asura.]

[And the training there focuses on killing techniques, completely abandoning spirit rings, which is very inconsistent with the rules of Douluo Continent.]

[Furthermore, within the Hell Road lies a primordial beast—the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent.]

[This guy also doesn't conform to the rules of Douluo Continent; after his death, he didn't produce any spirit rings, but instead dropped an inner core.]

[Because of all this, many netizens in the previous life said that in the very beginning, there were no spirit rings or spirit skills at all.]

[Because the God of Asura didn't start out by playing with spirit rings, he naturally wouldn't use this useless system to select his successor.]

He wanted a true god of war, not just a so-called genius who could only unleash skills.

As for the discrepancy between the story of Tang San entering the City of Slaughter in the original novel and the fact that the people there told him it was the training ground left behind by a level 100 god-level expert a thousand years ago, which doesn't match the Asura God, it's actually easy to explain.

There are two versions of this story online.

The first one is...

Just as Su Ye was about to continue writing in her diary, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly rang in her ears.

The others heard this too and all looked towards the newcomer.

The first thing that came into view was Zhu Lingtian and Zhu Zhuyun.

Zhu Zhuyun looked much the same as before, her delicate face still bearing a polite smile.

Zhu Lingtian, however, left everyone speechless...