System Upgrade, Here Comes the Godslaying Gale Baboon

Lin Ye raised his chin with interest and looked toward the bushes in the distance.

A brutal fight was unfolding there.

A skinny little boy, little more than skin and bones, clutched a rusty dagger as he fought a gray-black Wind Baboon to the death.

The boy looked barely over ten. His face was sallow from obvious long-term malnutrition, and his coarse clothes had been shredded by the Wind Baboon's claws.

Bone-deep claw marks covered his arms and back. Blood soaked through the fabric and dripped from the hems, blooming into glaring crimson flowers on the ground.

His movements had no technique whatsoever. They could even be called utterly ugly.

He was relying entirely on a ruthless, life-or-death ferocity to wrestle the Wind Baboon. Every dodge was pathetically clumsy, and several times, the Wind Baboon's claws had nearly torn open his throat. He had only managed to block them with his arms.

Lin Ye watched with great interest, showing no intention of stepping in.

So this was Huo Yuhao, the future God of Emotions!

Just as Lin Ye was about to summon the Diary System and record this classic scene, two crisp system notifications suddenly rang in his mind without warning.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for witnessing the beginning of Douluo Continent's core storyline. The Diary System has completed its upgrade!]

[Ding! A brand-new recording function has been unlocked! The Host may submit recorded footage along with diary entries to receive higher-quality rewards, with the chance of obtaining rare rewards greatly increased!]

Lin Ye raised an eyebrow, a flicker of delight flashing through his eyes.

It upgraded? And it even has screen recording?

This really was a pillow arriving just as he was getting sleepy.

He had been thinking that merely describing this iconic scene of a "godslaying Gale Baboon failing to solo-kill the God of Emotions" in words wasn't impactful enough. Now, he could record footage directly.

"Nice."

Lin Ye whistled inwardly and chose without hesitation, "Start recording!"

The recording function has been activated!

The moment the system notification ended, a faint recording frame appeared in Lin Ye's field of vision, precisely framing Huo Yuhao and the Wind Baboon still fighting desperately in the distance.

At that moment, the female leads who possessed diary copies in their minds almost simultaneously felt the familiar Diary in their minds suddenly erupt with an unprecedented scorching heat.

Shrek Academy, Inner Court.

Ma Xiaotao instinctively stopped cultivating. Just as she was about to focus her thoughts on it, a sudden wave of dizziness struck her, and her vision went black.

When her sight returned, she was no longer in the familiar cultivation room, but in a mist-shrouded forest.

At the center of the image was that emaciated little boy, locked in a fierce battle with a Wind Baboon, dagger in hand.

Immediately afterward, a line of white subtitles in a familiar font appeared at the bottom of the image.

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, I finally made it in time for this iconic scene!

A godslaying Gale Baboon's failed attempt to solo-kill the future God of Emotions—brilliant, absolutely brilliant!]

Ma Xiaotao's eyes widened sharply.

"A godslaying Gale Baboon? The God of Emotions? That little brat is the legendary Huo Yuhao? Him?"

She subconsciously leaned closer, as if that could bring her nearer to the image. Her eyes were full of shock. "And how can the Diary play videos now??"

She stared fixedly at the little boy in the image, covered in wounds yet still gritting his teeth and refusing to fall. Her heart was filled with both confusion and curiosity.

In the image, the fight had reached its most dangerous moment.

The Wind Baboon had been thoroughly enraged by Huo Yuhao's several desperate counterattacks. With a shrill howl, its two thick foreclaws slammed toward Huo Yuhao's chest, carrying a fierce gust of wind.

If that strike landed, given Huo Yuhao's current condition, his breastbone would be shattered and he would die on the spot.

Huo Yuhao's eyes instantly turned red. He had nowhere left to retreat—there was a large tree behind him.

He stared hard at the Wind Baboon lunging toward him. Both the hand gripping his dagger and his body trembled faintly.

Ever since childhood, he had endured endless bullying in the Duke's Mansion. Frail and sickly, he had rarely even eaten a full meal.

After his mother died, he lost even his only support. He had secretly fled the Duke's Mansion with just one wish—to become a soul master and avenge his mother.

He couldn't die here! Absolutely not!

Just as the Wind Baboon's claws were about to touch his chest, Huo Yuhao suddenly crouched low, nearly flat against the ground. Using every ounce of strength in his body, he viciously plunged the White Tiger Dagger into the Wind Baboon's soft abdomen!

With a wet stab.

The sharp dagger sank in to the hilt, and scalding baboon blood sprayed across Huo Yuhao's face and body.

The Wind Baboon froze instantly and let out a miserable scream. Its massive body crashed heavily to the ground, twitched a few times, then went completely still.

A white soul ring floated into the air.

Huo Yuhao had completely run out of strength. He collapsed onto the ground, still gripping the bloodstained dagger tightly in his hand. His chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath.

Every breath pulled at his wounds, making him bare his teeth in pain. Yet he couldn't help breaking into a grin, crying and laughing at once.

He had done it.

He had killed a soul beast. He could become a soul master now.

Mom, did you see that?

Watching Huo Yuhao sprawled on the ground, taking in more breath than he let out, Lin Ye curled his lips into an amused smile. With a thought, he continued writing in the Diary.

[Putting aside all the messy stuff later on, Huo Yuhao is genuinely miserable right now.

His biological father won't acknowledge him, his mother is gone, and his half-brother bullied him in the Duke's Mansion like he was a dog. He finally managed to escape, only to nearly get killed by a ten-year Wind Baboon the moment he entered Star Dou Forest.

This opening is the perfect tragic-protagonist script. If it were some clueless little girl, she'd probably be rushing over to comfort him by now.]

[What a pity. I wouldn't dare get involved. Tang San's gaze has been locked onto this guy the whole time. If I help him or step on him now, that Sea God in the God Realm might notice me. This little body of mine can't withstand a God King's schemes yet.]

Not far behind Lin Ye, Wang Dong'er, hidden within a dense treetop, witnessed this scene as well.

She looked at the little boy collapsed in the distance—his sallow face, frail body, and blood-soaked appearance made him look like a little beggar. Her beautiful face instantly scrunched up, full of disbelief.

This?

This???

The person Lin Ye had written about in his Diary, the one she would supposedly fall for in the future, was this guy?

Wang Dong'er felt as though her entire worldview had been shaken.

No physique, no looks, and as for talent... judging by how he had nearly died fighting a mere ten-year Wind Baboon, there was even less to say about that.

Who was Wang Dong'er? The young mistress of the Haotian Sect, exceptionally talented and stunningly beautiful. How could she possibly fall for someone like him?