Diary Released, Chosen Protagonist

Watching her father remain silent without denying it, Mu Xi pursed her lips and said nothing.

Chen Ye stepped forward, holding the Sinking Silver hammer that Mu Chen had gifted earlier.

He gently tapped the two hammers together, producing a crisp, clear sound.

Facing the Profound Iron before him, he closed his eyes and brought the hammer down in one strike.

The moment he closed his eyes, Mu Xi thought Chen Ye had already failed.

After all, metal needed to be observed through its surface.

But the next instant, Mu Xi realized she was mistaken, because with just that single hammer strike, the entire metal began to vibrate in a regular pattern.

And this vibration was the foundational manifestation of Hundred Refinements, as hammer strike followed hammer strike, alternating left and right.

Each strike, one after another, maintained an almost perfect consistency in force.

Watching this, Mu Xi understood that she absolutely could not achieve this alone.

As a dragon roar rang out, the young man's left hand was covered in golden scales, transforming into a dragon claw.

His right hand then began to slow down, letting the left hand take the lead.

The forging continued at a very slow pace, but each strike followed the last with a sense of rhythm.

After about ten minutes, Chen Ye gently lifted the hammer, revealing a dull, dark metal lying quietly there.

A faint glimmer of light flickered across its surface—Hundred Refinements was complete.

Looking at the finished Hundred Refinements metal, Mu Chen did not gaze at the metal but instead turned his head slightly toward his daughter.

He could sense the disappointment in her eyes, but he said nothing.

Completing Hundred Refinements in a year or two meant his daughter could be considered a forging genius.

After all, under normal circumstances, an ordinary Forging Master might need ten years, or even over a decade, to possibly learn Hundred Refinements.

But although his daughter could be called a genius, she still couldn't compare to true geniuses.

The young man before him had completed Hundred Refinements in one go—this was both to show his daughter what a real genius looked like and to give her motivation.

"Mu Xi, don't blame your father. Only by seeing a true genius on the forging path can you have the chance to accumulate and burst forth, and possibly, one day, reach your father's position."

Mu Chen thought to himself, a hint of emotion in his eyes.

How many so-called top geniuses had there been back in his day? Yet the reason he had fought his way through to his current position was mainly because of his senior martial brother.

The talent he prided himself on was easily crushed in front of that senior brother.

But precisely because of that, he saw his own shortcomings, let go of his arrogance over his talent, and step by step, reached where he was today.

"Master, I've completed the Hundred Refinements forging. If there's nothing else, I'll head back. I'm planning to enroll in the next couple of days."

"Alright, I'll see you out. Come by every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from now on, and I'll teach you forging techniques." As Mu Chen spoke, he handed a bracelet to Chen Ye.

"This is an Identity Bracelet. It will automatically recognize your identity and allow you to reach the top floor."

The two exchanged Communication Numbers and then walked out.

Mu Xi followed behind them, her expression somewhat dazed, but more than that, resolute.

At the rooftop, after bidding farewell to Mu Chen, Chen Ye went to Chen Gang's side. The scroll unfurled, and the two entered it, quickly departing.

Standing there, Mu Chen looked at his daughter, a rare smile appearing on his face.

"So, Xi'er, still comparing yourself to your senior and junior martial brothers?"

"The smartest among them took nearly five years to barely complete Hundred Refinements. They naturally can't compare to you."

"I understand, Father. Though I'm a genius, I still can't compare to true top-tier geniuses."

"I will work hard, Father! I will definitely become a renowned Forging Master."

"Mm, don't overthink it. Your father is here! Xiao Chen is about to enroll, and he should be going to your school."

"If possible, look out for him a bit. He is your junior martial brother, after all."

"Dad, have you forgotten? He's already a One Ring soul master. Even an average Second Year wouldn't stand a chance against him." Mu Xi gave her father a wry smile.

The young man had Innate Full Soul Power, and that golden soul ring—she had never even seen anything like it. How could such a genius possibly need her care?

Chen Family.

The scroll opened, and Chen Lei walked over to his son.

"Son, I've already registered you. You'll be starting school in a couple of days."

"Are you sure you want to go to a regular school? Private schools have much better education, and our family isn't short on money."

Chen Lei scratched his head, not quite understanding his son's choice, but he didn't stop him.

After all, this kid of his had always been very opinionated.

Chen Ye nodded. Normally, that would be the case, but the problem was that his cohort was anything but normal.

"Whether it's Xie Xie of the Xie Family, or Tang Wulin and Gu Yue who followed him, they're all astonishingly talented geniuses."

"Rather than going to a private school, I'd be better off sticking with them. Besides, a teacher like Wu Changkong—there probably isn't a second one in all of Eastsea City."

Chen Ye thought to himself, then smiled at his father.

"I'm heading back first, Dad. Call me when it's time for school."

"Alright, go get some rest!"

"Goodbye, Dad. Goodbye, Grandfather." After bidding them farewell, Chen Ye returned to his room.

He opened the Chronospace Diary, a hint of solemnity settling on his face.

Since he had decided to follow the school route, he might as well stick to the normal course.

So instead of writing the original Time Trajectory in the diary, it would be better to craft a brand-new, complete one—a Time Trajectory with himself as the Son of Heaven.

Chen Ye gently raised his hand, his fingers brushing against the Chronospace Diary as lines of text emerged.

[In Eastsea City of Douluo Continent, there is a Son of Heaven named Chen Ye, born with mastery over the art of fortune, and possessing the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul.]

[His talent and brilliance are rare in the past thirty thousand years, ancient and modern—a true prodigy of his generation.]

[...]

Even though praising himself made Chen Ye a bit embarrassed, everything he wrote was true.

After briefly outlining how he would join the Forging Master Association and become Mu Chen's disciple, he slowly set down his pen.

By directly revealing that he possessed the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul right now, he was sure Gu Yue would take the bait.

Chen Ye lightly stroked his Chronospace Diary, feeling its warm, smooth texture as a smile crept across his face.

Using himself as bait, he was weaving a net—a net that would ensnare all the Female Characters.

As long as they still wanted to change their fate, to alter their future, they would fall step by step into his trap.