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

Only those who both possess copies of the diary can communicate about it without any obstacles.

Just now, Di Tian was present. Without his copy, he was within the forbidden zone of the rules. Therefore, whether it was her or the auspicious beast, as long as they had the thought of mentioning the diary, they would be warned by that supreme power.

Now, only the two of them in the hall possess copies of the item, so the taboo has naturally disappeared.

"I know why you came."

Gu Yuena's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of reassurance and absolute confidence, "With me here, that sea god's hand cannot reach you."

One sentence directly struck at the deepest fear of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

The diary clearly states that it will encounter a human boy named Huo Yuhao in the future, be taken away by him, and eventually be sacrificed to become a stepping stone on his path to godhood. Behind all of this, there is the shadow of Tang San, the Sea God far away in the God Realm.

The main reason it was in such a hurry to see the Lord was that it feared ending up like the one written in its diary.

Upon hearing Gu Yuena's words, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's eyes instantly reddened, its tense body suddenly went limp, and it bowed its head deeply to Gu Yuena. All its unease and panic found a place to rest at that moment.

"From now on, you will stay by my side and you cannot go anywhere."

Gu Yuena spoke again, her tone leaving no room for negotiation.

Without the slightest hesitation, the three-eyed golden lion immediately nodded.

Although it is playful by nature and yearns for unrestrained freedom, it can also distinguish between what is important and what is urgent. Compared to the tragic end of being sacrificed in the future, staying by the Lord's side is undoubtedly the safest choice.

After dismissing the auspicious beast, Gu Yuena slowly turned her gaze outside the palace, passing through the thick lake and dense forest, and looked towards the distant Haotian Sect. Her violet eyes were filled with turbulent emotions.

Having lived for hundreds of thousands of years, she experienced the devastating defeat in the Dragon God War, witnessed the rise and fall of the Soul Beast race, and watched human Soul Masters rise to power by hunting Soul Beasts.

Watching their own people die tragically one by one, and seeing the living space of soul beasts being shrunk little by little.

She has been asleep for so long, and she has tried everything to revive herself, all for the sake of restoring the soul beast race and seeking justice for her people.

But the contents of her diary made her feel pessimistic for the first time.

Are the Soul Beast race truly destined to never rise to power?

Even if she awakens, even if she gives her all, she still cannot escape the fate of destruction.

The thought had barely crossed her mind when she forcefully suppressed it. Her gaze hardened again, and the diary that had appeared out of nowhere in her soul flashed through her mind.

It's different now; there are variables.

This diary's status is absolutely above all worldly rules, above the God King, and even above the Dragon God.

The owner of this diary, a boy named Lin Ye, is currently in the outer city of Haotian Sect.

If we could obtain this diary, or rather, get the help of its owner, then the Soul Beast race might not be without hope of revival.

A thought uncontrollably popped into her mind.

Should we send someone to arrest him?

With her current abilities, even if she is still in the dormant period of recovery and cannot take action personally, as long as she gives the order, Di Tian can set off at any time, travel tens of thousands of miles, and bring that teenager from Haotian Sect to Xingdou Great Forest.

As long as she keeps him under her control, the secrets of the diary will be entirely in her grasp.

The moment this idea took shape.

A supreme gaze from the depths of the universe suddenly locked onto her!

That gaze, devoid of any emotion, carried a power capable of crushing everything, as if the weight of the entire universe were pressing down on her soul.

Her massive dragon body froze instantly, her scales standing on end uncontrollably, and her violet eyes filled with horror.

An extreme feeling of suffocation swept over her, as if an invisible hand was gripping her neck tightly, almost crushing her soul.

This was a fear she had never experienced before.

Even during the Dragon God War, when she faced the siege of the gods, she had never felt so powerless. Before this gaze, she didn't even have the right to resist.

She reacted instantly, and immediately did everything in her power to forcibly erase all thoughts that were detrimental to Lin Ye, all ideas that wanted to control or harm him, leaving not a trace behind.

Only when all that remained in her mind was a thought of no malice towards Lin Ye did that supreme gaze that had been fixed on her slowly dissipate.

Gu Yuena's tense dragon body suddenly relaxed, and she exhaled a deep breath carrying the aura of dragon might. Her back was already soaked with cold sweat.

That was close. Really close.

In that instant, she truly felt that if she thought even a fraction more, she would be instantly annihilated, without even the chance of reincarnation.

She finally understood the second rule of the diary: never harm the owner of the diary, Lin Ye, in any way.

Even the slightest malicious thought will be met with a backlash from this supreme power.

Chapter 12 Wang Dong'er: Found it!

Deep within the Haotian Sect.

The main peak, shrouded in mist, remains shrouded in perpetual fog, with the heavy pressure of the sect descending along the mountain walls.

Inside the sect leader's hall at the heart of the forbidden area, two flickering candlelight illuminated two figures, the room filled with an overwhelming sense of sorrow.

The Ming Dynasty figure, now in human form, was dressed in a blue robe. His face was composed, but his brows were tightly furrowed into a deep frown. His fingertips unconsciously tapped the sandalwood table in front of him, producing a dull sound.

Beside him stood Erming, a burly man whose massive frame paced back and forth in the hall. His heavy boots pounded on the bluestone floor, each step carrying a suppressed force, and his face was filled with barely concealed irritability and anxiety.

"With so many things happening in a row, I just can't feel at ease."

Erming finally stopped and lowered his voice, his tone full of confusion, "Big brother, do you feel uneasy? It's something inexplicable, something you can't quite put your finger on, but it just feels like it's stuck in your heart."

Da Ming looked up at him, nodded slowly, but did not speak, his eyes filled with even more melancholy.

Seeing this, Erming couldn't hold back his words any longer. He leaned forward and lowered his voice even further: "Tell me, why did Tang San arrange things this way? Dong'er, this child..."

"okay."

Da Ming immediately interrupted him, shaking his head slightly, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible weariness, "It's best not to speculate about such things."

"Speculation?"

Erming immediately panicked and punched the stone pillar next to him.

The candlelight flickered from the commotion, but he forced back his roar, "Tang San has changed! He's changed so much we almost don't recognize him anymore! I wonder how Sister Xiao Wu is doing in the God Realm now!"

His face was full of frustration, and his chest heaved violently: "We're not stupid. Do you think we can't tell whether he's changed or not? If he were still the same Tang San as before, and such a good person, would we still be stuck in the Clear Sky Sect of Douluo Continent, being some kind of sect leader?"

Upon hearing this, Da Ming shook his head again, neither denying nor agreeing.

A long silence fell over the hall. Both of them knew perfectly well that there was no point in saying these words.

Tang San is no longer the boy who protected Xiao Wu with them in the Star Dou Great Forest. He is now the God King of the God Realm, someone who can easily crush them with a single thought.

They had no choice but to obey his orders.

"By the way, brother,"

Erming scratched his head, as if he had suddenly remembered something, and his brows furrowed even more. "That child, Dong'er, went to the outer city early this morning."

"Do you think...her sudden running away might be related to that beam of light that suddenly appeared?"

Da Ming looked up at the outer city shrouded in mist outside the palace, pondered for a long time, and then slowly nodded, his voice low: "It's too coincidental that all of this happened. The probability is very high."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a soft knock came from outside the hall door, and a disciple's respectful voice came in: "Sect Masters, there is an urgent matter to report."

"Enter," Da Ming said in a deep voice.

The disciple pushed open the door, bowed deeply, and didn't dare to raise his head. His voice was cautious as he said, "Reporting to the two sect leaders, the young master is in the outer city, going door to door to check all the stewards with the surname Lin."

This news stunned both Da Ming and Er Ming, their faces showing obvious surprise.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing doubt in each other's eyes, but ultimately did not make any rash moves.

Da Ming waved his hand and calmly instructed, "Understood. Send people to keep a close watch, but do not alarm them. Report back immediately if there is any unusual activity."

"Yes."

The disciple accepted the order, bowed, and withdrew. The palace doors closed again, leaving only silence in the room, and two people with increasingly deep gazes fixed on the outer city.

……

The outer city of Haotian Sect.

The morning sunlight filters through the scattered houses and falls on the bluestone road, carrying the lively atmosphere of the marketplace.

Wang Dong'er stood outside an inconspicuous courtyard, dressed in a neat, moon-white outfit, his long hair tied up high, with handsome features, looking every bit the young master of a noble family. Only his beautiful peach blossom eyes were churning with extremely complex emotions.

She has already checked every single one of the seventeen households; this is the last one on the list.

Her gaze fell on the name "Lin Xiao" on the roster, and the family member column clearly marked "Son: Lin Ye". The familiar name made her heart skip a beat.

She took a deep breath, gripped the roster tightly in her hand, and now that she was actually standing outside the courtyard gate, she suddenly didn't know how to face the people inside.

She glanced down at her men's clothing, and her mind uncontrollably drifted back to the diary entries that kept refreshing from time to time, belonging to Lin Ye.

The criticisms about her cross-dressing as a man, the various descriptions of her future—all of these made my ears burn slightly, and a strange, inexplicable embarrassment welled up inside me.

She could even clearly recall that Lin Ye had written in his diary that although she looked handsome in men's clothing, she was actually full of flaws that made her look like a girl, and only that blockhead Huo Yuhao wouldn't be able to see it.

Thinking of this, she bit her lower lip, feeling both ashamed and angry, as well as a bit of uncontrollable curiosity that she herself didn't even realize she was experiencing.

After calming herself down, she put the roster into her soul tool and gently knocked on the courtyard gate.

A moment later, the courtyard gate was opened.

The person who opened the door was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man dressed in a manager's uniform, with a friendly smile on his face. He was Lin Ye's father, Lin Xiao.