Chronospace Diary

Eastsea City, Spirit Pagoda branch.

"Student, this is the century-level spirit soul you purchased." The young lady dressed in a black silk uniform respectfully handed the spirit soul in her hands to a boy who looked to be only six or seven years old.

The boy nodded with reserve, took the spirit soul, and turned to leave.

Just as he stepped out of the Spirit Pagoda, an old man dressed in butler attire stood waiting with a smile at the entrance.

"Young Master, please board the vehicle."

The boy nodded and sat calmly in the back seat; as the vehicle moved, he turned his gaze slightly toward the window.

The boy's name was Chen Ye, the Young Clan Master of the Chen Family in Eastsea City.

As the First Family of Eastsea City, the Chen Family also maintained a marriage alliance with the second-ranked Xu Family.

However, as Chen Ye looked out the window, it was not out of sentiment for his illustrious status, but because he was a transmigrator.

He had been reincarnated into this world and had lived here for six years.

Because he was a transmigrator, he not only displayed a maturity beyond his years, but after awakening his martial soul the day before yesterday, he was recognized as the greatest genius of the Chen Family.

Chen Ye's martial soul was strange; it was neither the inherited martial soul of the Chen Family nor a mutated one, but a martial soul called the Chronospace Diary.

With innate level ten full soul power and verification from the family, it was confirmed to be a top-tier martial soul, yet no one knew what its specific function was.

Everyone simply assumed it was a martial soul mutation, and the purpose of Chen Ye's visit this time was to obtain a soul ring.

The vehicle slowed to a stop, and Chen Ye stepped out, arriving at a manor that was luxurious to the extreme.

He entered his room and looked at the tool soul spirit placed before him.

This spirit soul was a book itself, and it was the most premium among century-level spirit souls.

It had cost the Chen Family over one million Federation Currency to purchase from the Spirit Pagoda headquarters.

Watching the pages flip continuously, Chen Ye sighed: "Six years since transmigrating, and I don't even have a golden finger; I still don't know what this martial soul does."

"Sigh, although this is a top-tier martial soul, in this world, can even the best martial soul compare to the Golden Dragon King or the Silver Dragon King?"

A trace of dejection appeared on Chen Ye's face, and at the same time, he placed his fingers gently upon the spirit soul.

A faint radiance flickered, and the spirit soul slowly merged with Chen Ye's palm.

He had expected that he would gain a soul ring or some kind of soul skill.

However, to his surprise, his martial soul suddenly manifested, and it flipped open to the first page.

[The Chronospace Diary has been officially activated. Please begin writing your diary.]

[The content presented in the diary will be made accessible to all female characters in the Douluo Plane.]

[Each time the female characters read it, the Host will receive corresponding rewards.]

[You may describe and modify the dates as you wish, but please keep them consistent with the facts.]

[There are currently five slots open for the diary; please begin writing.]

Chen Ye blinked, staring at the text appearing on his Chronospace Diary martial soul, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Is this a joke? Is it really as simple as writing a diary to become stronger?"

"If it were truly that simple, why would I bother cultivating? I'd just write a diary."

Chen Ye's eyes held a trace of curiosity and hesitation, but he thought of himself as a transmigrator.

Since the act of transmigrating had already occurred, what else could be impossible?

So, after hesitating for only a moment, he went ahead and opened the second page of his martial soul.

As the Chronospace Diary flipped to the second page, a passage appeared.

[The diary will randomly select five important female characters to release the content to. If more than three of them acknowledge the diary after it is published, the Host will obtain a Second Martial Soul.]

[The Second Martial Soul will be chosen by the Host; any creature that has existed in Douluo history can become the Host's Second Martial Soul.]

[So, please write the diary earnestly and make these goddesses your simps!]

"Hiss—" Chen Ye drew a sharp breath; it seemed this was real.

Whether it was true or false, he wanted to try it. Chen Ye fell silent for a moment before raising his hand, using his finger as a pen, and placing it slowly onto the diary.

"Since I'm writing a diary, it must be based on reality. Although I don't know who these five lucky ones are."

"But this brother certainly won't lead you astray."

In a somewhat abandoned street in Eastsea City, a girl sat there blankly.

She hugged her knees, her eyes filled with confusion.

The girl's silver silken hair fluttered in the wind, yet she was dressed in extremely tattered clothes.

The girl looked around with a dazed expression, but that look of confusion lasted only for a moment.

Her eyes instantly regained clarity, a hint of suspicion appearing in her gaze.

"Hm? Chronospace Diary? What is this thing? How could it enter my mind?"

"I am a clone of the Silver Dragon King; how could anything enter my mind without any obstruction?"

The girl's eyes were filled with confusion; she did not understand what was happening.

This strange diary had appeared out of thin air within her Spirit Sea.

One had to know that her mental defenses were those of the Silver Dragon King, yet they had been breached with ease.

Could it be that not all the gods in this world have vanished?

Could there be other gods still alive in this world? Otherwise, how could this have been done?

The girl's eyes were filled with doubt, and she instinctively reached out to touch the diary with her Spiritual Power.

The diary moved without a breeze, slowly flipping open to the first page.

There was no text on the diary at first, but as the girl's Spiritual Power made contact, lines of text began to appear.

[Welcome to the Chronospace Diary. Congratulations on obtaining the qualifications to use this diary and the right to read it.]

[This diary spans from ancient times to the present, arriving from a distant space-time. It does not belong to this era, yet it has witnessed thirty thousand years of this world's history.]

[Those who can read this diary are none other than individuals of great destiny. This diary shall write out your fate and your future.]

[Do not reveal the existence of this diary to anyone. Violators will face heavenly punishment and be left without a whole corpse.]

[This diary cannot be destroyed or altered. If you attempt to attack it, you will suffer a backlash.]

The girl's eyes gazed at the diary; the words upon it were plain, yet every character seemed to be condensed from the will of heaven and earth.

Na'er's eyes flickered, and a hint of curiosity appeared within her cold, purple eyes.

She instinctively tried to probe it with her Spiritual Power again, only to feel a sharp pain in her head.

This pain could neither be eliminated nor diminished, and it did not subside until nearly five minutes had passed.

The girl let out a long breath and hesitated, not daring to touch it further, yet her eyes were shimmering with a bright and strange light.

Witness my fate, then. What kind of fate is mine?

With the existence of this diary... is it possible for me to change a destined death?