Having meticulously detailed Ye Fan's anticipated schemes in his mental diary, Su Chan felt a measure of preparedness. The Soul Nourishing Pill was working its subtle magic, and his mind, though filled with grave concerns, was clearer. Years of habit from his past life kicked in; despite the monumental revelations and the looming threat, the exhaustion of the day caught up with him. He settled into his bed, the need for rest overriding even the extraordinary circumstances. Soon, he was asleep, oblivious to the turmoil his words continued to stir.
Fairy Peak – Peak Master's Residence
Sleep was a distant concept for Bai Lianxin. The image of Ye Fan, as painted by Su Chan's diary, was a venomous serpent coiling around her serene Fairy Peak. Each detail of his lustful intent towards Ning Youxi and his audacious designs on her sent fresh waves of cold fury through her. Her hand instinctively went to the hilt of the ethereal sword that was never far from her, her killing intent, usually suppressed deep within her Saint King cultivation, threatening to erupt.
"Kill him!" The thought blazed in her mind. Tomorrow, at the recruitment ceremony, she could find an excuse. An accident. A misstep during a demonstration. As a Saint King, she had a thousand ways to discreetly eliminate a mere Qi Refining cultivator.
But then, Su Chan's words echoed again: "…protected by Heaven's Way… if Heaven's Way protects him, I'll just have to cripple his luck until it can't."
Bai Lianxin's murderous aura receded, though the glacial frost in her eyes remained. If this "Heaven's Way" was indeed a factor, a direct, premature strike might backfire, perhaps even bringing unforeseen calamities or, worse, empowering Ye Fan further through some perverse twist of fate. The novelistic tropes Su Chan spoke of, while bizarre, now carried a chilling weight of possibility.
She took a deep, steadying breath, the cold air doing little to cool the anger still simmering within. "Observe," she murmured to herself. "Tomorrow, I will observe this Ye Fan. And I will observe Su Chan. This second disciple of mine… he is an enigma. Chaos Divine Body, Emperor Grade Arts, foreknowledge of events… he is no simple pawn." A new, complex layer of intrigue now surrounded Su Chan. He was not just a source of information, but a potential key player in this unfolding drama.
Tianshang Holy Land – Holy Lord's Palace
Lan Xianyi, the Holy Lord, allowed a rare, genuine smile to grace her lips as she finished reading Su Chan's latest entry. The amusement in her eyes was profound. "Fascinating," she whispered, her voice like the gentle chime of celestial bells. "A Son of Destiny, a transmigrator with a diary, and a host of unwitting heroines… this 'novel' is far more entertaining than any ancient scripture."
Her gaze drifted towards the direction of Fairy Peak. "Su Chan… he carries the weight of foreknowledge and the seeds of immense power. His cautious approach, his intent to chip away at Ye Fan's 'luck' rather than confront him head-on, shows a surprising maturity despite his youth in this life." She found herself increasingly optimistic about Su Chan's potential to disrupt the "script." He was an unexpected variable, a delightful anomaly in the grand tapestry of fate. Perhaps, she mused, he could be more than just a disruptor. Perhaps he could be a catalyst for a new, unwritten destiny for them all.
Other Peaks – The Female Peak Masters
Ice Lotus Peak: Shen Qingyu's cold demeanor intensified. Su Chan's detailed account of Ye Fan's predatory nature towards female disciples, especially those with unique physiques, disgusted her. While direct intervention was cautioned by Su Chan's words about Heaven's Way, her protective instincts towards her own True Disciple, Leng Xiyan, and indeed all female disciples of Tianshang, were on high alert. She, too, resolved to scrutinize Ye Fan. As for Su Chan, a flicker of grudging respect entered her thoughts. His insights were invaluable, even if their source was unbelievable.
Alchemy Peak: Yu Xinyue sighed, a frown marring her usually gentle features. "Such calculating cruelty in one so young," she mused, referring to Ye Fan. "And to target disciples for such vile purposes…" She felt a protective warmth towards Su Chan. He was like a younger brother, suddenly revealing a hidden depth and carrying a heavy burden. His warnings, she felt, were genuine. She would be watching Ye Fan, and she would offer Su Chan any support she discreetly could, perhaps through medicinal aid if he ever needed it.
Illusory Peak: Hua Yueli's enchanting eyes sparkled with unconcealed interest. "Oh, this is becoming simply delicious! A villain with a plan, a 'hero' with a script, and our little Su Chan, the rogue variable with a diary." She found herself increasingly drawn to Su Chan's narrative. His understanding of manipulation, his predictions of Ye Fan's actions – it was like watching a grand play where one of the actors suddenly knew everyone else's lines. She was eager to see how he would "trip up" Ye Fan. This was far more exciting than her usual illusion games.
Within Fairy Peak – The Disciples
Fang Xin (Senior Sister): The anger from earlier had solidified into a grim determination. "Ye Fan will not lay a hand on Youxi, or Master, or anyone on Fairy Peak if I can help it!" Su Chan's detailed plans for Ye Fan filled her with a sense of dread but also armed her with knowledge. She looked towards Su Chan's room with a newfound respect. He wasn't just their quiet junior brother anymore; he was their unexpected sentinel.
Ning Youxi (Third Junior Sister): Fear still clung to her, but Su Chan's words, detailing Ye Fan's specific lust for her Furnace Body, also ignited a spark of defiance. She wouldn't be a mere "cultivation tool." Knowing the enemy's plan was the first step to countering it. Su Chan… he was trying to protect them, wasn't he? A fragile sense of gratitude began to bloom amidst her fear. She prayed his plan to "trip up" Ye Fan would succeed.
Lin Ruo'er (Fourth Junior Sister): The initial disbelief was slowly giving way to a wary acceptance. Su Chan's detailed predictions, the specificity of Ye Fan's character – it was too coherent to be mere fantasy. She found herself looking at her Second Senior Brother in a new light. He seemed… older, wiser, and burdened.
Across the various locations, a common thread began to form in the minds of these heroines. Su Chan, once a peripheral figure at best, was now central. His diary was their window into a dangerous future, and he himself was becoming an object of intense curiosity, concern, and for some, a budding, unacknowledged interest. They were all waiting for the dawn, and for the disciple recruitment ceremony that now felt less like a sect event and more like the first battleground in a clandestine war.