Who in Their Right Mind Keeps a Diary?

Heaven Dou City.

Deep within the crown prince's sleeping quarters.

Qian Renxue shed her luxurious court robes and returned to her true appearance. Her skin was fair, her features breathtaking. Even in a plain white dress, she was beautiful enough to steal the breath from anyone who saw her.

Weariness lingered between her brows, but rather than diminishing her beauty, it only made her more moving.

She sat before the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. For an instant, uncertainty flickered in her eyes.

More than ten years undercover. She had spent the best years of a woman's life here. Was it worth it?

"Worth it."

Qian Renxue met her reflection, resolve returning to her eyes.

She would prove herself to that woman.

Her words faded into silence. Only the candlelight wavered.

After a long while, she rubbed her brow and rose to rest.

It was worth it, but she was tired. That was real enough.

Just then, her fingertips brushed against a black-covered notebook that had appeared without her noticing.

It was neither metal nor jade, and she could not tell what it was made of. On its cover were the words [Su Ye's Diary—Qian Renxue's Copy].

"A diary? But it wasn't here a moment ago..." Qian Renxue frowned. An inexplicable unease crept into her heart.

Two Titled Douluo stood guard outside. What sort of power would someone need to slip past them without a sound?

And...

"Su Ye? The Su Ye I know of?"

"Did he leave this here? How did he manage it?"

The longer Qian Renxue thought in silence, the more questions she had. Curiosity stirred alongside them.

She had recently heard of a talented Soul Master named Su Ye.

He had skill and talent to spare, and had made a small name for himself at the Soul Fighting Arena.

She had intended to recruit him once she found some free time. She had not expected to be reminded of him like this.

"Interesting. Let's see what you're playing at."

Her initial unease had passed. Now calm, Qian Renxue picked up the diary and opened it.

Call it confidence or arrogance.

As the most powerful second-generation heir on Douluo Continent—no, Nth-generation heir, to be precise—and the young master of Spirit Hall, she did not believe anyone would dare harm her.

She was reading purely out of curiosity, and to pass the time.

But as she turned to the first page, she could no longer remain composed.

[Holy crap, is this for real? After thirteen years in another world, my cheat has finally arrived?]

The very first line left Qian Renxue with two enormous question marks in her mind.

Another world? A cheat?

What was that?

Golden fingers?

According to the reports, his fingers weren't gold.

Had they turned gold now? Even so, was that worth getting so excited about?

[Confirmed. I'm not imagining things. My cheat is really here!]

[My talent was already pretty good, but who'd turn down a cheat? These days, people complain they don't have enough of them!]

[Uh, got sidetracked. Back to the point. I'm supposed to write a diary, right? Let me think. What should I write? Ugh, this is hard. I've never done anything like it.]

[After all, who in their right mind keeps a diary?]

[Ahem. Enough rambling. My name is Su Ye, and this is my thirteenth year since arriving in Love Continent. Honestly, I've been a bit of a failure.]

[I came to the famous Love Continent, yet I haven't had a single romance. I'm still single. What a failure!]

[If I remember right, Oscar's dad was practically a father already at my age.]

[Speaking of Oscar, that brings me to the main cast. If I'm right, Tang San is a year younger than me, so he should be arriving at Shrek about now.]

[Twelve years old! Good thing my cheat arrived now. Otherwise, in another ten-odd years, that guy would become a god and turn Douluo Continent into the Tang Family Continent. Then I'd have a hard time of it.]

[That guy is notorious for screwing people over. If you want to become a god under his nose, you've practically got no choice but to kneel and become a dog for the Tang Family.]

Qian Renxue frowned deeply.

Who was this Tang San Su Ye was talking about?

He would reach the legendary realm of the Deities, then refuse to let anyone else become a god unless they knelt and acted like his dog?

Hah. Did he not know I'm the greatest genius on the continent?

There's no room on Douluo Continent for someone that arrogant to exis—wait. Tang Family Continent?

Her desire to conquer had barely stirred when she recalled those earlier words. Her expression shifted again and again.

Tang Family Continent?

Did Spirit Hall's plan fail?

Impossible. Absolutely impossible.

She shook her head, refusing to believe it.

She knew better than anyone how powerful Spirit Hall was. Everything on her end was going smoothly, too. How could the plan fail?

Because of one Tang San?

[Sigh. Spirit Hall really dropped the ball. They took a winning hand and played it to pieces, especially Little Angel. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had to worry about all this nonsense.]

[But it doesn't matter. I'm not who I was before. What can a mere Little Scumbag do to me? Come on, cheat!]

Qian Renxue waited a while longer. When no more words appeared, she closed the diary and considered everything she had read.

Su Ye had rambled about this and that, but he had let slip plenty of crucial information.

First, Spirit Hall's plan would fail, and it would not unify the continent.

Second, someone would become a god in the future. That person was probably the one who would ruin Spirit Hall's plan.

And finally...

Su Ye knew about me?

Qian Renxue thought of the words "Little Angel" near the end. He had clearly meant her, but how had he found out about her?

And what was this diary?

How did he know so much about the future?

What did he mean by arriving from another world?

The more she thought, the more questions she had—and the more curious she became.

"I'd planned to seek you out later. It seems I'll have to do it sooner."

Qian Renxue looked up at the deep night beyond the palace. A sharp light flashed in her beautiful eyes. She murmured his name, her voice carrying both curiosity and a quiet determination to have her answer:

"Su Ye... who are you, really?"

At the same time.

In a luxurious hotel in Heaven Dou City, Su Ye, the man on Qian Renxue's mind, lay on a soft bed with his brows slightly furrowed.

That damned system insisted on waiting until after midnight to hand out rewards. It had him on edge.

As the seconds ticked by, Su Ye felt his heart beating faster.

Until the reward was in his hands, he could not relax. What if it was all just a fantasy?

Fortunately, when the time came, that familiar electronic voice rang out in his mind once more.

[Ding! Calculating yesterday's reward!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing your first diary entry. Bonus reward triggered.]

[Congratulations, host. You have received: ...]