"The Child of Fate of the Douluo Continent? What an outrageous claim! But what does this 'transmigration' even mean? And the Douluo Continent is a novel world? What the hell is all this? This guy named Huo Yuhao... could he be insane?"
Whether it was Wang Dong'er or the other women who had received a copy of the diary, all of them couldn't help but have the same thought.
However, curiosity still drove Wang Dong'er to keep reading the contents of the diary. She wanted to understand what these unfamiliar terms like "transmigration," "novel world," and "Huo-hang" actually meant.
[Although I transmigrated into this Douluo Continent while still in a fetal state, I only just now awakened the memories of my previous life. All of the original experiences that happened to Huo Yuhao in the novel—every single one—have been laid upon me. The scumbags from the White Tiger Duke's mansion are still my greatest enemies!]
[Forgiveness through one kneel? Screw that! As Confucius once said: 'If you repay resentment with virtue, what do you repay virtue with?' So, blood for blood, tooth for tooth! That's the only path I should take! One day, I'll make those bastards suffer miserably!]
Wang Dong'er blinked. She seemed to understand a little more about what "transmigration" meant. Reaching out a slender, pale finger, she tapped on the words "White Tiger Duke's Mansion" in the diary, murmuring thoughtfully.
"So, the White Tiger Duke's Mansion must have done something unforgivable to him, making him harbor such deep hatred? Blood for blood, tooth for tooth… yeah, that makes sense. Hatred shouldn't be forgotten. But... what the hell does '抗米' even mean? What's rice got to do with revenge?"
To Wang Dong'er, the pain inflicted by others should not be so easily forgiven. Forgetting hatred was the same as forgetting her once-suffering self.
Just like her parents, whom she had never met. According to Niu Tian and Tai Tan, they were still alive, yet had never even tried to find her. That had always made Wang Dong'er feel abandoned.
She shook her head to brush aside those thoughts. She felt that Huo Yuhao was not very considerate—always using strange words she couldn't understand in his diary. It's called a diary for a reason. Would it kill him to write in plain language?
But after seeing the next part of the diary, Wang Dong'er became even more confused.
[Just like the development track of Huo-hang in the original story, after my soul power reached level ten, I also chose to go to the Star Dou Forest to obtain a soul ring. After successfully killing that fake 'Godslayer' Wind Baboon, Tianmeng still came looking for me and chose to become my soul ring. Just as the fusion began, Electrolux's divine consciousness fragment appeared.]
[However, what neither of them expected was that the moment they entered my mind, something strange occurred. The diary, which had existed in my mind for twelve years, suddenly began to shine brightly. A powerful suction emerged and directly absorbed both Tianmeng and Electrolux. It was also in that moment that I fully awakened my memories and understood everything.]
[Even though I lost Tianmeng Iceworm, a million-year soul beast, and Electrolux, a god-level powerhouse from another world, this diary that grants rewards just by writing in it was enough to put me at ease.]
[After all, even according to the original plot, with their help, the Ice Empress of the Extreme North would become my second martial soul and soul ring, the Snow Empress would become my soul spirit, and even that auspicious beast in the Star Dou Forest would eventually sacrifice herself for me.]
[If things progressed like that, I'd become a god in just over a decade—a first-tier god: the God of Emotions! And even further in the future, I'd ascend to the level of a God King!]
[But so what? I'd still have to completely lose myself, abandon my revenge, and just like that damn White Tiger Duke, become a bastard who threw away his own son! Bound by a chain that replaced the woman I truly loved, I'd forever be a dog under 'that lord's' command?]
[Well, screw that! To hell with the ten-thousand-year grand plan! To hell with Dai Yuhao! I am Huo Yuhao, and I will never be anyone's lapdog! First-tier god, God of Emotions? I couldn't care less!]
"Become a god? A first-tier god—the God of Emotions?!"
Wang Dong'er's beautiful pink-blue eyes widened suddenly, her delicate face filled with shock. It was clear the diary's content had stunned her.
Becoming a god was the ultimate dream of every soul master on the Douluo Continent, yet the closest anyone had come to achieving that was over ten thousand years ago with the original Shrek Seven Devils. Since then, no one had been known to ascend to godhood.
But this twelve-year-old boy named Huo Yuhao claimed to be the Child of Fate born for the Douluo Continent, destined to become the God of Emotions, one of the first-tier gods. How could Wang Dong'er not be shocked?
What puzzled her even more was that, even knowing he was destined to become the God of Emotions, Huo Yuhao was so determined to give it all up!
So what exactly had changed Huo Yuhao in the future? What made him willingly abandon godhood rather than follow the expected path?
And who was the "that lord" mentioned in the diary? Someone capable of forcing a future god king like Huo Yuhao into submission?
This diary revealed far too many unknowns. Wang Dong'er's brain nearly crashed from trying to process it all.
As for the claim that Huo Yuhao was the Child of Fate of the Douluo Continent, Wang Dong'er was starting to believe it. After all, having a million-year soul beast as a first soul ring and fragments of a god-level consciousness was something no ordinary person could achieve.
Her delicate face full of disbelief, Wang Dong'er sighed in awe and continued reading. But when she reached the final few lines of the diary, a chill ran down her spine, and she shivered uncontrollably.
[That lord really is a brilliant schemer! Splitting his own daughter's soul into three parts: one to hold in his hand, one to create a future heir to the Clear Sky Clan, and the last to fuse with the Auspicious Beast's soul.]
[The fearless and passionate Wang Dong'er, the valiant Auspicious Beast—in the end, both were forcibly fused into this stitched-together monster called Tang Wutong, who he used like a dog leash to keep me—the Child of Fate—on a tight collar. Daughter? Just a tool!]
[If gods are not greedy, why can't they tolerate a little disrespect? If gods are not cruel, why must they hold the fate of millions in their hands?]
[I know gods get angry when humans defy their dignity. But do gods know that humans get angry too? Now I'm angry. I want to hear the god's wails, I want to hear the god beg! I know gods get angry—but do they know that gods tremble too? When the heavens shake, I will laugh loudly, raise the Golden Cudgel, and flip the world upside down. For the next ten thousand years, you will all remember my name—Huo! Yu! Hao!]
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