Prophecy from the Diary

Chen Ye froze as he looked at the red glow; this radiance was second only to gold.

He hadn't expected to pull something so incredible on his very first try.

[One Hundred Thousand Year Dragon Blood Fruit (Pseudo-Immortal Herb): Consuming this can rapidly increase blood energy and Soul Power Level, accelerating cultivation.]

[The Pseudo-Immortal Herb has not been tempered by Lightning Tribulation and cannot develop sentience, but its effects are identical to a genuine Immortal Herb.]

Chen Ye's eyes brightened as he read the diary entry. He touched the page lightly, and a massive red fruit appeared in his hands.

The fruit was encased in a layer of dark red scales.

"Good stuff! With this, my cultivation speed will definitely increase many times over."

"A one-hundred-thousand-year Immortal Herb should be enough to carry me all the way to the Soul Saint level!"

Chen Ye cradled the Dragon Blood Fruit, beginning to absorb the rich blood energy and abundant power radiating from it.

He was only at the one-ring stage, so he couldn't fully consume the fruit yet; he could only absorb the energy from its outer layers.

Even so, Chen Ye could feel his cultivation speed was at least five times faster than before.

With five times the cultivation and blood energy growth, combined with his God-level Martial Soul, the Golden Dragon King, he felt a rare spark of excitement. He had pulled something incredibly rare on his first attempt.

One-hundred-thousand-year Spirit Grasses like this were impossible to buy on the open market.

Even the massive Tang Sect only possessed seven or eight true Immortal Herbs in their entire collection.

Although he hadn't obtained a true Immortal Herb, the effects were indistinguishable; the only drawback was that it couldn't transform into a soul spirit.

As he pondered this, the diary shifted, and he flipped it open.

Below the diary entries regarding Yuanen Yehui, a new line of text had appeared.

[I've already told my grandfather and the others. They said what you told me must be true, but they asked how I knew. I couldn't reveal your identity.]

[Can you lift the restriction on me? If I tell them about you, they will be able to trust me completely.]

Chen Ye was so annoyed by the request that he laughed.

She was really pushing her luck. He had already told her how to save her mother, yet she still wanted to expose his existence.

After a brief thought, however, Chen Ye felt a sense of helplessness.

He knew this wasn't Yuanen Yehui's own idea; her grandfather and father were likely pressuring her to reveal the source of her information.

To Chen Ye, this information was trivial, but it was the deepest secret of the Yuanen Family, and it could not be known by anyone else.

[Do not push your luck. Whether they believe you or not, what does that have to do with me?]

[If you insist on revealing my existence, the result will be your death, and your mother and even your family will be destroyed along with you.]

Chen Ye couldn't actually destroy the entire Yuanen Family at this moment, but just as they could use words to manipulate a six-year-old girl, he could certainly do the same.

Sure enough, upon reading his words, Yuanen Yehui fell silent instantly.

Meanwhile, in the main hall of the Yuanen Family, the Old Man and the Middle-aged Man watched the little girl.

She had been looking down, but suddenly, as if struck by immense terror, she jerked her head up and stared at her grandfather and father with wide, fearful eyes.

"That Being does not allow me to speak his name or mention his existence. If I speak of him, he will destroy our family directly."

Yuanen Yehui's voice trembled. Hearing this, Yuanen Zhentian and Yuanen Tiandang exchanged a look.

"Granddaughter, you go on ahead. Your father and I have things to discuss. Don't worry, your mother will be just fine."

Yuanen Zhentian patted his granddaughter, while Yuanen Tiandang remained silent at his side.

Only after the girl said her goodbyes and left did Yuanen Tiandang speak in a hesitant voice:

"That mysterious existence won't do anything to Yehui, will he? He was able to implant information directly into Hui'er's mind; that is a method we are completely incapable of."

"Since you know we can't do it, stop saying useless things. I am an Extreme Douluo, and even I cannot achieve such a feat."

"The other party either possesses a legendary Super Artifact, or something even more powerful. Of course, it is also possible that he is a true god."

"Such an existence is not someone you or I can afford to provoke. Furthermore, since he told Hui'er about this, it means he holds no hostility toward our Yuanen Family."

Yuanen Zhentian sighed deeply and slumped into his chair, his expression complex.

"I'm sorry, Tiandang. When Hui'er first told me about this, I didn't believe her. I just thought she was joking."

"What are you saying, Father? This isn't your fault. I didn't believe her when she first mentioned it either."

"I'm going to check on Yehui... I'll be going now, Father," Yuanen Tiandang said, standing up with a hoarse voice.

Yuanen Zhentian looked at his son and noticed the tears welling up in his eyes.

He paused for a moment, choosing not to stop his son, and simply waved his hand.

Yuanen Tiandang bowed, turned, and left for the small courtyard where his wife and daughter lived.

He pushed the door open gently and entered. As soon as he stepped inside, he saw his wife resting quietly on the sofa.

His daughter was curled up on her mother's lap, both of them fast asleep.

Looking at this harmonious scene, Yuanen Tiandang clenched his fists tightly, tears shimmering in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Yehui. It's my fault. If I had enough strength, I wouldn't have let you and our daughter live in this small courtyard."

As the eldest legitimate son of the Yuanen Family, his status was undoubtedly the most prestigious.

Therefore, when news of his love for his wife reached the family, the entire clan refused to accept it.

After all, one was the eldest son of a top-tier family in Shrek City, while the other was a soul master possessing an Evil Martial Soul.

Their love was unblessed, yet the two of them ultimately withstood every hardship to be together.

But even so, no matter how desperately they cultivated, they still could not gain the family's approval.

Because of the family's ostracization, the mother and daughter could only live in this most remote courtyard.

"Great God, if you truly exist, please protect my wife! As long as she can live on in peace."

"I am willing to give everything, whether it be my heart or my very life."

Yuanen Tiandang looked at his sleeping wife; he knew exactly why she was so desperate to become a Title Douluo.

It was not to possess overwhelming power, but simply because once one became a Title Douluo, they were considered top-tier combat strength for the family.

The elders of the family would no longer oppose their marriage, and only then could the two of them truly live together.

Thinking of this, Yuanen Tiandang quietly watched his wife and daughter. He dared not imagine what would happen if his daughter's words were to come true.

He also dared not imagine what kind of miserable life his daughter would lead if she lost both her mother and him.