Immediately.
Bibi Dong walked to the door and gave an order:
"Someone, go fetch Hu Liena."
"Also, send someone to notify Gui Mei. Have him go to Spirit Academy and secretly monitor a gatekeeper named Su Chen. If he discovers anything, send someone to report to me at once."
Spirit Academy dormitory.
Hu Liena wore a thin nightdress and lay on her stomach, her pert little bottom raised. Her graceful figure had an alluring charm about it.
She had just closed her diary.
Hu Liena's diary was almost identical to Bibi Dong's, except for the label on the cover: Su Chen's Diary (Hu Liena's Copy).
At the same time.
Across Douluo Continent, the women who possessed copies of Su Chen's diary were all stunned by its mysterious existence. The contents inside had completely shattered their worldview.
Just like Bibi Dong and Hu Liena, their diary copies differed only in the names assigned to them. Everything else was the same.
Meanwhile.
Hu Liena hugged the diary to her chest and murmured:
"Su Chen... That boy I brought back from the outskirts of Star Dou Forest last time. I only thought he was handsome back then. I never expected him to be hiding such a huge secret."
"You jerk! Your whole family is full of lovesick fools!"
Hu Liena cursed him irritably, feeling rather displeased.
I kindly saved you and brought you back to Spirit City. I even helped you find a stable job, and you actually called me a lovesick fool in your diary?
And you say our Spirit Hall will be destroyed in the future?
Doesn't your conscience hurt?
Hmph!
That two-and-a-half-Innate-Soul-Power chicken. Just you wait—I'll teach you a lesson tomorrow.
Thinking of this.
Hu Liena suddenly realized that ever since she had brought Su Chen back, he had worked as a gatekeeper at the entrance to Spirit Academy, yet she had never seen him again.
Strange.
Why does that guy seem to be avoiding me?
It was already late at night.
Just as Hu Liena was about to drift off to sleep, someone summoned her to Spirit Hall.
Spirit Academy staff dormitory.
Su Chen lay on his bed, clutching the diary tightly in his hands.
Every day felt like a year.
He had already finished writing today's entry.
For some reason, the diary's reward still hadn't arrived. That left him terribly anxious. Come on, diary, can you actually deliver or not?
You've been making me wait this long. Are you about to give me something huge?
Ding! [Diary: Recording the wonderful life of a transmigrator.] [Congratulations, host, on completing your first day's diary. Rewards are being issued.] [First reward: Super Critical Hit x1. Congratulations, host! You have obtained: Three Points Return to Origin Art (Heaven Frost Fist, Wind God Leg, Cloud-Rowing Palm). By cultivating from the outside in, you will develop the indestructible, invincible, perfectly unified powers of Heaven Frost, Void Cloud, and Divine Wind. Then, combine the Three Great Arts—Heaven Frost Fist, Wind God Leg, and Cloud-Rowing Palm—each contributing one part to form a whole. This is known as Three Points Return to Origin.] [First reward: Super Critical Hit x2. Congratulations, host! You have obtained: Blood Bodhi. (After consuming it, one can return from the dead and gain a hundred years of power.)] [First reward: Super Critical Hit x3. Congratulations, host! You have obtained: Space Ring. (The size of a soccer field.)] [Since the host wrote a diary for the first time yesterday, the hidden reward has been activated—Martial Soul Immortal Evolution.]
"Holy crap!"
Su Chen sprang out of bed, his face alight with irrepressible excitement. He was so thrilled he could hardly resist dancing to "You're So Beautiful."
Three Points Return to Origin Qi, seven parts hard work... The remaining ninety parts, of course, came from cheats.
Little Scumbag had managed to make a name for himself with just one Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record. This first-day gift pack of mine completely blows that out of the water!
Oh, right.
Blood Bodhi.
Blood Bodhi could not only bring someone back from the dead, but also give whoever consumed it a hundred years of power.
Hiss~!
Su Chen suddenly sucked in a sharp breath.
Good heavens!
One punch with a hundred years of power behind it. Even I'm scared just thinking about it!
And there was Martial Soul Evolution, too.
Su Chen's eyes grew red with excitement.
This first-day gift pack had sent me soaring. I wasn't sure exactly how strong I'd become, but with Three Points Return to Origin and a hundred years of power, I had to be no weaker than someone relying on Hidden Weapons, right?
So, conservatively speaking, I could definitely slaughter Soul Douluo, and even ordinary Titled Douluo shouldn't pose much of a problem.
Waaaah—!
For the three months since recovering my memories, I'd spent every day on tenterhooks, jumping at shadows, afraid I'd offend someone and get killed. Now I could finally stand tall.
Wonderful!
The transmigrators had finally risen to their feet.
"Claim martial arts."
"Consume Blood Bodhi."
"Begin Martial Soul evolution."
A chicken Martial Soul appeared around Su Chen and began to evolve.
The Three Points Return to Origin Art poured into him like divine enlightenment, while the power of the Blood Bodhi filled his entire body. He felt as if he had an endless supply of overwhelmingly powerful energy.
A voice seemed to reach Su Chen's mind from somewhere beyond:
"In the northern darkness there is a fish, whose name is Kun. The Kun is so huge that no one knows how many thousands of li it spans. It transforms into a bird, whose name is Peng. The Peng's back is so huge that no one knows how many thousands of li it spans. When it rises in fury and flies, its wings are like clouds hanging from the heavens."
"Ascend to a hundred levels and transform into Kun!"
Before long.
The feeble chicken Martial Soul first grew a pair of mighty golden wings. It gradually transformed into a Peng, then finally became a Kun.
At times it was a bird, at times a fish.
That was Kunpeng!
A cry of Kun and a shriek of Peng exploded through the night.
Spirit Hall.
Every Titled Douluo stared toward the Angel God Statue in shock, their eyes filled with astonishment and bewilderment.
Qian Daoliu was just as perplexed.
That mournful cry had left even him trembling all over. Was it the might of the Angel God?
Or...?
Pope's Bedchamber.
Hu Liena had just met with her teacher, Bibi Dong, when she suddenly heard the mournful cry. She felt her Martial Soul tremble faintly.
"Teacher, what happened?"
Bibi Dong's expression was grave, and confusion filled her beautiful eyes. At the cry of Kunpeng, she too had felt her soul tremble. But as for what had happened, she knew nothing at all.
Wait.
That strange diary writer, Su Chen, who claimed to know the future a thousand years ahead—he said at the end of his diary that the system would give him rewards. Could all this be because of his reward?
Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena, her expression softening.
"Nana, I called you here so late because there's something I wanted to ask you. You..." Bibi Dong hesitated, the words dying on her lips. Should she tell Hu Liena about the diary?
As the Pope, having a man's diary in my possession—it feels strange no matter how I put it!
Seeing her teacher hesitate, Hu Liena spoke up:
"Teacher, as it happens, there's something I want to tell you, too. Three months ago, when I returned from Star Dou Great Forest, I brought someone back with me. I hadn't interacted with him at all since then, but today, out of nowhere, a diary titled Su Chen's Diary appeared..."