Douluo Continent: I'm writing a diary, and something's not right with you guys.

Douluo Continent: I'm writing a diary, and something's not right with you guys.

Author: Zombie Taibao

Summary:

[Diary Entry]

Lin Ye transmigrates to the Douluo Continent and becomes a member of the Haotian Sect.

Although he had no worries about food and drink, his soul power was pitifully low, despite being the son of an outer sect manager.

Fortunately, Lin Ye awakened the diary system, and he could get rewards for writing in his diary every day.

"Who keeps a diary? What? There's a reward for writing a diary?"

"Even dogs don't keep diaries, right? If dogs won't, I will!"

As Ke Linye wrote, he noticed that the entire Douluo II world seemed to have become strange.

To be frank, I've wasted my breath, why are all you female leads so strange?

Chapter 1 Who writes a proper diary…?

Lin Ye lay there for a full half hour, his mind still replaying the words of the Haotian Sect's martial soul testers.

"Lin Ye, Iron Rod Martial Soul, Innate Soul Power Level 2.5."

In just one sentence, he sentenced his life after transmigrating to death.

He transmigrated to the world of Douluo Continent: Peerless Tang Sect. When he first opened his eyes, he was grateful for his luck.

Although he didn't transmigrate into some sect's young master or peerless genius, he was still the son of the outer sect manager of the Haotian Sect.

In this secluded sect, food and drink are plentiful, and one doesn't have to do dirty or tiring work like a lowly servant. Compared to those transmigrators who start with hellish difficulty, it's already much better.

But this sense of relief shattered completely after the soul power test.

This is Douluo Continent, a world where strength reigns supreme.

In a sect like the Haotian Sect, without strength, his status as the son of a manager is nothing more than a thin veil that can be easily torn. Once his father steps down, he won't even be able to keep his current peaceful life.

What made his scalp tingle even more was that he wasn't wearing anything else, but rather Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect.

Lin Ye closed his eyes, feeling a sense of powerlessness rush from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

At least in Douluo Continent I there was still a lot of room for maneuver, but in Peerless Tang Sect, it was the era when Tang Buddha controlled everything with one hand!

Whether you're a protagonist with extraordinary talent, a Limit Douluo with unparalleled cultivation, or even just one of the countless beings on the entire continent, you're all just pawns on someone else's chessboard, playthings in their hands.

As a nobody with a level 2.5 innate talent, let alone getting involved in the plot, he'd probably be swept away by any aftershock when the Sun and Moon Continents collide and the Holy Spirit Cult wreaks havoc.

"No, when other people transmigrate, they either have full soul power from birth or twin martial souls, or at the very least, they have reliable parents. Why did I end up with such a start?"

Lin Ye rolled over, mentally grumbling at the wall, "It's been half a month. Other transmigrators' cheat codes have already arrived, but what about mine? I can't just stay in the Haotian Sect, waiting to be killed by the aftermath of the plot, can I?"

[Ding! Diary system successfully bound!]

A cold, mechanical voice suddenly exploded in his mind, and Lin Ye sprang up from the bed, his eyes wide open.

A cheat code?!

This system is a diary assistance system. Once the host completes one diary entry each day, a corresponding level of reward will be issued based on the completeness of the diary content, the authenticity of the emotions expressed, and the density of information.

Rewards include, but are not limited to, increases in soul power, martial soul evolution, increases in soul ring age, soul skills, soul bones, cultivation techniques, and continental secrets.

As soon as the system's introduction finished, Lin Ye rolled his eyes and mentally complained, "Write a diary? Who writes a diary? Even dogs don't!"

But the next second, he sat up abruptly, as if grasping at a lifeline, his voice trembling slightly: "Wait a minute? Is there a reward?"

[Ding! You are guaranteed to receive the corresponding reward as long as you complete the diary entry.]

"That's all!"

Lin Ye's expression instantly changed. He rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with elation, almost jumping out of bed. "I absolutely have to write! Not only do I have to write, but I have to write quickly and write a lot! I have to write rhythmically... uh..."

In short, it's just writing a diary, right? No big deal! As long as there's a reward, I'll write 8 or 10 entries a day.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thick, black-covered diary appeared out of thin air on the wooden table in front of him.

Touching it instantly conjures up an image of a glittering golden diary in my mind; the special effects are quite elaborate.

[Ding! Your system-exclusive diary has been issued. You can use your thoughts to write in the diary.]

Thankfully, it wasn't actually written with a pen, otherwise I would have been exhausted.

[Family members, does anyone understand? I've time-traveled.]

I transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, specifically the unlucky era of the Peerless Tang Sect.

Let me first tell you about my current situation. I am the son of an outer sect manager of the Haotian Sect. To put it nicely, I am a disciple of the sect; to put it bluntly, I am just an ordinary person who is slightly better than a menial servant.

I just tested my martial soul and soul power today. I have an iron rod martial soul and an innate soul power of level 2.5. I'm a complete loser from the start. It's uncertain whether I'll ever even reach the threshold of Soul Master in this lifetime.

I was still clinging to a sliver of hope, thinking that even without talent, my understanding of the plot would allow me to make a living in this world.

Come on, this is the Peerless Tang Sect! This is the era when Tang Buddha ruled the world!

Whether you're an ordinary person or a top expert, you're all just playthings in someone else's hands. A nobody like me probably won't live more than a few years before being swept away by the aftermath of the plot.

After half a month of transmigrating, I was almost ready to lie down and wait to die, but then my cheat system finally arrived—a diary system that gives rewards for writing diaries.

Well, what decent person keeps a diary? Even a dog wouldn't.

Wait, is there a reward? Never mind then.

From today onwards, I am the number one diarist in Douluo Continent. I feel restless if I don't write in my diary for a day. I'll fight anyone who tries to stop me from writing in my diary!

Finally, I'd like to make a wish: I hope the reward will be generous. I don't ask for instant success, just enough to raise my innate soul power so I can cultivate normally!

After watching it several times, Lin Ye was very satisfied and looked forward to getting a golden legendary item when the diary rewards were settled today.

……

Deep within the Haotian Sect, in an exquisite boudoir protected by layers of arrays.

Wang Dong'er was sitting in front of the dressing table, her fingertips twirling her light pink hair ribbon. Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but smile.

In three days, she will be setting off for Shrek Academy.

She had stayed in the Haotian Sect for far too long, so long that she had almost forgotten what the outside world was like.

Her elders always said it was dangerous outside and protected her tightly, but the more they did that, the more she longed for the outside world.

Especially the legendary Shrek Academy, a sacred place in the hearts of all soul masters across the continent, which only accepts monsters and not ordinary people. She had long wanted to go and see for herself whether it was as powerful as the legends said.

She was packing her luggage for Shrek Academy, folding a few changes of clothes and putting them into her soul tool. She was also looking forward to her life at Shrek Academy, wondering if she would meet interesting classmates and if she could pass Shrek Academy's rigorous test.

But then, something terrifying happened to her.

On the empty dressing table, a golden diary appeared out of nowhere, lying there quietly as if it had always been there.

Wang Dong'er tensed up instantly, mobilizing all her soul power, her beautiful eyes filled with vigilance.

She knew better than anyone how heavily guarded the Haotian Sect was, not to mention that her residence was protected by countless sect-protecting formations. Not to mention a person, even a fly could not fly in silently.

But this diary appeared out of thin air in front of her, without disturbing any formations or making any noise.

Her first thought was to call for the guards outside, but before she could even speak, the golden diary suddenly transformed into a soft yet irresistible golden light, which entered her mind before she could react.

Wang Dong'er felt a buzzing in her head, and a golden diary suddenly floated in her mind's eye. The words on the cover were crystal clear, as if they had been specially engraved for her—[Lin Ye's Diary Copy - Wang Dong'er Exclusive Edition].

Lin Ye?

Wang Dong'er was completely stunned, her beautiful brows furrowed tightly, her mind filled with questions.

Who is this person?

She had lived in the Haotian Sect for so long and had never heard of this name before.

As a reclusive sect with a history of ten thousand years, Haotian Sect has preserved the most complete sect system, with at least eighty to one hundred thousand disciples and followers.

Who is this person? Why did his diary suddenly appear in her boudoir and even enter her consciousness, becoming her exclusive copy?

Filled with doubt and lingering vigilance, Wang Dong'er tried to gently touch the floating diary with her consciousness.

The diary opened with a snap, and the handwriting on it, stroke by stroke, was clearly imprinted in her mind. It was the diary entry that Lin Ye had just written.

Wang Dong'er read it word by word, and the more she read, the more her brows furrowed and the deeper her doubts became.

[Family members, does anyone understand? I've time-traveled.]

Time travel? What does that mean? Does it mean traveling through some place?

She had never heard of this term before, not even in the ancient texts of her sect.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw "Iron Rod Martial Soul, Innate Soul Power Level 2.5, Son of an Outer Sect Manager of the Clear Sky Sect".

It turns out this person is from the Haotian Sect, just the son of an outer city official, so it's normal that she didn't recognize him.

But then, the next sentence stunned her again.

[If I'm going to transmigrate, fine, but why not transmigrate to Douluo Continent I? Even if it were in the era of spirit rings, I could make a living as a prophet. But instead, you put me in Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect?!]

Douluo Continent I? Douluo Continent II? What kind of strange names are these?

Is there still a peerless Tang Sect?