Wang Dong'er: Am I Fake?

Lin Ye had only wandered around half the area before losing interest in sightseeing. In this world controlled single-handedly by that God King, every bit of flamboyance meant another bit of danger.

He was merely an outsider who had only just gained a foothold. He still lacked even the ability to protect himself, so he had no mind to admire the scenery of this foreign world.

Lin Ye returned directly to the small courtyard he had rented, locked the doors and windows, and spent the night regulating his breathing.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.

[Honestly, forcing myself to write a diary every day is exactly like being forced by a teacher to do daily homework back when I was in school. It feels uncomfortable all over.]

[But there's no helping it. When you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head. If I want to live safely and steadily on the Douluo Continent, this little hardship is nothing. I'll endure it.]

Lin Ye's thoughts drifted away without him noticing.

[Come to think of it, I wonder how Huo Yuhao is doing now. Did he make it to Shrek Academy safely?]

The moment he thought of Huo Yuhao, the anger in Lin Ye's heart shot up like a lit firecracker.

All at once, Tang the Buddha's utterly shameless actions throughout the original novel flashed through his mind, one after another.

[Speaking of that, I have to curse him out—Tang San really isn't human!]

[Honestly, he was born on the Douluo Continent, grew up on the Douluo Continent, and eventually became a God King in the God Realm. I can understand him turning around and scheming over the fortune of the Douluo Continent. After all, heaven and earth would destroy those who don't look out for themselves. Who doesn't make plans for themselves?]

[But under no circumstances should he have used his own biological daughter as a chess piece. Doing something like that means he truly has no bottom line at all!]

[Back when I read the original novel in my previous life, Tang San's reputation crashed all the way to rock bottom largely because of these utterly shameless actions.

A perfectly good biological daughter—he sealed her memories whenever he wanted, stripped away her power whenever he wanted, and forcibly turned Tang Wutong into Wang Dong'er, making her walk the Douluo Continent under a false identity.

When I read this part back then, I just couldn't understand it. Was this really a plot a father could write? Was this something a normal person could do? That was his biological daughter.]

By the time he wrote this, Lin Ye felt his fury rush straight to his head. He slapped the table hard in anger, making the water cup on it tremble.

He wished he possessed the strength to storm the God Realm right now, grab Tang San by the hair, and slap him across the face a few times to knock some sense into him, so he could see what the hell he had done.

He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths before barely suppressing his surging rage.

[And that's not even the end of it. It would've been one thing for her to act under the identity of Wang Dong'er, but in order to scheme against Huo Yuhao, the Child of Fortune, he actually made his own daughter disguise herself as a man and share a dorm room with Huo Yuhao?]

[I genuinely don't understand. Was Tang Wutong not charming enough? Did she have to become some so-called Wang Dong'er and approach him in male clothing for Huo Yuhao, the Child of Fortune, to like her and fall in love with her?]

[If I remember correctly, plenty of artists in my previous life drew Tang Wutong's appearance. She was an absolutely stunning beauty, with top-tier looks and temperament. If she pursued Huo Yuhao normally, could Huo Yuhao really not be moved?

Did they really have to go through all these twists and turns, using such a method to scheme against a teenage boy? It simply makes no sense! This is practically not a plot a human being could write!]

Lin Ye sighed. Not only had the anger in his heart not faded, but he also thought of another character he regretted deeply. His writing carried traces of both sorrow and fury.

[And Wang Qiuer. Wang Qiuer was truly one of the characters I regretted most when reading the original novel.

All I can say is that Tang San absolutely deserved all the hate he got online later. He really did every bad thing imaginable!]

[He forcibly stuffed half of his own daughter's soul into the body of the Emperor Auspicious Beast, Three-Eyed Golden Lion, creating Wang Qiuer.

Was that something a father could do? For the sake of his plans, he could split apart and casually manipulate even his daughter's soul, turning both girls into chess pieces in his scheme against Huo Yuhao.]

[The more I write, the angrier I get. What Tang San did was simply inhuman. If anyone with normal values saw these actions and didn't get angry, that would be truly strange.]

Lin Ye sighed. Only after resting for a while did the anger in his heart slowly dissipate by more than half.

Haotian Sect, within a private chamber deep inside.

Wang Dong'er had just finished washing up. She changed out of her fitted clothes for going out and put on a light white nightgown.

She had searched for an entire day, nearly turning over every place she could search in the Haotian Sect's outer grounds, yet she had found neither the slightest clue nor Lin Ye, the one writing the diary.

Just as she sat before her dressing table and wanted to catch her breath, the Golden Diary in her mind slowly trembled. She was very familiar with this—it was a sign that the diary had updated.

Wang Dong'er's heartbeat skipped a beat.

The contents of yesterday's diary, concerning the future, the God Realm, and herself, had already left her restless for an entire night.

Seeing the update now, she almost instinctively tapped it open with her fingertip, filled with curiosity and a trace of unease she herself had not noticed.

Line after line of writing entered her vision. The curiosity on Wang Dong'er's face gradually stiffened before being replaced by overwhelming shock.

Her gaze was nailed firmly to the page. She read those words again and again, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably as she even held her breath.

"Sealing his own daughter's memories and power, turning Tang Wutong into Wang Dong'er..."

"Using his own daughter as a chess piece..."

"Disguising herself as a man to share a dorm room with Huo Yuhao..."

"Stuffing half of his own daughter's soul into the body of the Emperor Auspicious Beast..."

"She was merely a chess piece..."

Every word was like a heavy hammer smashing viciously into her heart, leaving her dizzy and disoriented as her ears buzzed.

How could that be?

How could this possibly be true?

She was Wang Dong'er. She belonged to the Haotian Sect. She was a child whom Uncle Niu Tian and Uncle Tai Tan had watched grow up. How could she possibly be Tang Wutong?

How could she be nothing more than a chess piece someone controlled? How could even her soul be incomplete?

Although yesterday's diary had already made her trust this mysterious diary for the most part,

when such earth-shattering revelations truly fell upon her personally, her first reaction was still instinctive resistance and doubt.

No. Something had to be wrong.

Wang Dong'er clenched her fists and forced herself to calm down. Sitting before the dressing table, she went over the diary's contents again and again in her mind, desperately trying to recall her past life.

But the more she thought, the heavier her heart became, and a chill instantly surged from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Her memories of her past were truly blank.

Other than the bits and pieces of life in the Haotian Sect, other than Uncle Niu Tian and Uncle Tai Tan's companionship, she could not remember anything earlier. She could not remember her childhood, her parents, or even why she was called Wang Dong'er. She only remembered that her uncles had told her so.

She had always believed that she had suffered a serious illness as a child and forgotten everything from before. Her uncles had always told her the same thing.

But in light of the diary's contents now...

It was a seal.

Someone had sealed away all her memories, as well as her original power?

There was something else she had always found strange.

Uncle Niu Tian and Uncle Tai Tan, who had always indulged her every whim and doted on her endlessly, had suddenly taken an unusually firm stance some time ago. They demanded that she go study at Shrek Academy, leaving no room for discussion.

They had even made a demand she simply could not understand—she had to disguise herself as a man, enter Shrek Academy under a male identity, and move into the freshmen dormitories.

At the time, she had been extremely unwilling and asked why countless times, but the two uncles had always been evasive. They only said it was for her own good, to protect her, and that they had their own plans.

Though she was filled with doubts, she ultimately could not defy the two uncles and agreed.

But now, every single sentence in the diary matched her experiences perfectly!

Disguising herself as a man, going to Shrek Academy, and sharing a dorm room with that Child of Fortune named Huo Yuhao...

This wasn't a coincidence.

There simply could not be such a flawless coincidence in this world.

Wang Dong'er's face turned as white as paper, and her body trembled faintly beyond her control.

Looking at her delicate, beautiful face in the mirror, she suddenly found it incomparably unfamiliar.

So the life she had believed belonged to her had been a complete conspiracy from the very beginning.

So the protection she believed in had merely been a means for others to control her.

Then who was she?

Was she Wang Dong'er, or was she that unfamiliar girl in the diary, Tang Wutong?