Goddess Diary System

A graceful girl of sixteen or seventeen, clad in a purple bathrobe, emerged leisurely from the bathroom.

She stretched lazily and sat before the dressing table, her beauty capable of eclipsing the moon and shaming flowers reflected in the mirror.

"After competing a few times at the Great Soul Arena and working up a sweat, coming back for a bath really is a pleasure."

The girl picked up a dry towel, intending to dry her damp hair.

Just then, her bright eyes were drawn to a book on the dressing table titled "Goddess Diary Instance."

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly. She did not remember owning a book like this.

Could one of her subordinates have brought it in while she was bathing?

Interest flickered in the girl's eyes. She wanted to know what was written in the diary.

Though reading someone else's diary was rather improper.

The other party had generously delivered it right to her door, however. Not reading it would almost seem impersonal.

The corners of the girl's lips lifted slightly as she opened the notebook and began reading with interest.

Day N since transmigrating to "Douluo Continent." Clear weather.

Today was the day this young master's slave life ended and he became the master. I obtained the Goddess Diary System.

As long as I persist in writing a diary every day, sooner or later I'll marry a beautiful, rich woman and reach the pinnacle of life.

The girl's brows knitted tightly.

Transmigration? A system? What the hell? This was completely absurd!

With a puzzled expression, the girl continued reading.

Who would have known that the opportunity to activate my system would come from encountering seventeen-year-old Bibi Dong at the Great Soul Arena in Suotuo City?

She truly is my lucky star. Not only did she activate my system, she also helped me make three consecutive wins in three matches and earn fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins. Who told me I understood her strength better than anyone else?

It seems she has four individual matches tomorrow. Looks like tomorrow will be another day of huge profits...

The girl's expression turned strange, for the simple reason that she was seventeen-year-old Bibi Dong.

The mysterious person seemed to know her very well, allowing him to exploit her and make a fortune.

Just like she was described in the original novel, she really was beautiful in her youth. One could describe her as a single backward glance enchanting all, leaving the beauties of the palace pale by comparison.

At this stage, she is pure, adorable, and innocent. She is practically enchanting me to death. How wonderful would it be if I could take her home in my arms?

Seeing this, Bibi Dong felt her face burn, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever praised her beauty so brazenly.

Back at Spirit Hall Academy, many of her female friends who were clearly less attractive than her had numerous male students pursuing them. It had even made her question whether she lacked charm.

But the diary said she had been beautiful in her youth?

What did that mean? Could the mysterious person have seen what she looked like in the future? Did that mean he came from the future?

No! Something was clearly wrong!

Bibi Dong fixed her gaze once again on the words "original novel," growing suspicious.

What young girl did not dream of romance? Back when she was at Spirit Hall Academy, many female students loved reading romance novels.

Over time, she had naturally been influenced by them. She often borrowed books from her classmates, and the colorful worlds within them stirred her young heart.

Now, seeing in this diary that the world she lived in was actually a novel utterly overturned everything she believed.

How could that be possible? How could she be a character written by someone else? Was she the female lead? A passerby? Or perhaps the great villain?

With a heavy heart, she patiently continued reading.

What a pity. Such a beautiful young lady would actually fall for that scumbag Yu Xiaogang in the future, even breaking with the teacher who loved her most for his sake.

Because her attitude was too resolute, she completely enraged her teacher, leading to the greatest tragedy of her life.

To protect Yu Xiaogang's life, she was forced to break up with him and silently bear everything herself.

Yet Yu Xiaogang did not understand her difficulties at all. After separating from her, he swiftly transferred his affections and threw himself into the arms of his cousin.

I really want to ask her: was a scumbag like that worth it?

At that point, the diary abruptly ended, and Bibi Dong was so angry that she laughed.

The diary actually said that she would fall for a man named "Yu Xiaogang" in the future, even breaking with her teacher for his sake.

What kind of joke was that? Yu Xiaogang was merely a passerby she had happened to meet on the way to Suotuo City.

They had traveled in the same direction and known each other for less than a week in total.

She admitted that his displayed knowledge and character had left her with quite a favorable impression.

But it was only a favorable impression. To call it liking, let alone a deeper love, was utter nonsense.

He was only one year younger than her, yet his Soul Power was pathetically low. Aside from having passable theoretical knowledge, he was practically worthless in every other regard.

Had she gone blind? Or had water gotten into her brain?

For such a piece of trash, she would actually break with the teacher who doted on her most?

The diary's author was looking down on her far too much, wasn't he? Did he think she was that heartless?

Slander! Outright slander!!!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Bibi Dong wanted to tear up the "Goddess Diary Instance" so it would stop upsetting her.

Yet after struggling with it for a long while, she discovered that the diary could not be torn, burned, or destroyed, not even with Soul Skills.

"Knock, knock, knock..." A light knocking sounded. Bibi Dong answered, "Come in."

With a creak, the door opened. A lavishly dressed, somewhat androgynous man walked in with his fingers posed delicately, looking at her in confusion.

"Saintess, didn't you just take a bath? How did you get yourself covered in sweat again?"

Bibi Dong irritably spread the "Goddess Diary" in her hands open for him to see.

"Chrysanthemum Elder, you came at just the right time. Help me find out who secretly entered my room and placed this diary on my dressing table!

You must find that person for me. How dare he slander this Saintess? I'll tear his mouth apart!"

Ju Douluo moved closer with an odd expression. After carefully examining the space before Bibi Dong's hands for a while, he reached a conclusion.

"Saintess, there is no diary in your hands. Did you get too tired after competing in several matches?

Are you hallucinating? I suggest you get some rest as soon as possible."

"What? No diary? How is that possible?"

Naturally, Bibi Dong did not believe him. She called in several more subordinates, but their answers were the same as Ju Douluo's.

In other words, she was the only one who could see and touch this diary. The strange situation made her begin questioning her life...

Meanwhile, in Room 0527 of a hotel less than a kilometer from the Great Soul Arena in Suotuo City.

A handsome young man who appeared to be around twenty howled excitedly as he sang a song he had rewritten.

"I've transmigrated for so long, and today has finally come. I've been a salted fish for so long, and my dream has finally come true.

The road ahead is long, and I can charge forward as I please. Luckily, you're still here by my side... System, I love you to death!"

After his howling ended, the man suppressed the joy in his heart and opened the beginner's gift package bestowed by the system.

"Congratulations, host Wang Jingyu. You have obtained one opportunity to change your Martial Soul, one Growth-type Soul Ring.

2,000 Gold Soul Coins, 100 cubic meters of storage space, and one Mysterious Strongman Experience Card."

Looking at the rewards he had just received, Wang Jingyu could not have been happier. They said no proper person wrote diaries.

But if writing a diary could earn him all kinds of rewards and let him reach the pinnacle of life while lying down, who would be foolish enough to be a proper person?