Chapter 2: Innate Soul Ring—Directly Exposing the Rakshasa God?
In the small grove, dappled shadows from the trees fell across Lin Yuan's body.
He continued reviewing the rules of the diary system in his mind, the curve of his lips growing wider the more he read.
[Rule Three: The diary must be updated daily. Content is unrestricted, including but not limited to daily trivia, plot complaints, cultivation insights, and more. If the host enters long-term closed-door cultivation, the system may record perceptive insights on the host's behalf.]
[Rule Four: The higher the "trust level" that diary copyholders have toward the content written by the host, the higher the critical hit rate of the rewards the host receives.]
[Rule Five: Diary copyholders are unable to cause any harm to the host (including but not limited to physical attacks, mental attacks, curses, poisoning, or sending others to attack). Otherwise, the diary copy will be automatically reclaimed, and the host will gain the right to counteract the holder.]
[...]
[All final interpretation rights belong to the Diary Writing System.]
When he saw the fifth rule, Lin Yuan almost burst out laughing.
He had originally been worried that if he got carried away while writing and exposed Bibi Dong's or Qian Renxue's dark history, a Titled Douluo might sneak into his bed at night and slit his throat.
Now it seemed the system was actually quite considerate.
Oh—no, wait. This was just standard operating procedure for diary systems.
"Unable to cause harm? Does that mean I could point at Bibi Dong's nose and call her a love-brained idiot, and she could only glare helplessly?"
"Brilliant!"
Just then, the system's prompt sounded right on cue:
[Ding! Newbie guidance complete.]
[A Supreme Newbie Gift Pack is available. Would you like to claim it?]
"Claim it! Hurry up!"
Lin Yuan didn't hesitate in the slightest.
In the next second, a warm current appeared out of thin air and instantly enveloped his entire body.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 1,000 Gold Soul Coins.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the passive skill: Physical Mastery (Advanced level).]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host—physical attributes have been greatly enhanced, meridians reconstructed. Current physique endurance limit: 1,000 years!]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a martial soul exclusive reward: Innate Soul Ring (God-Killing Spear / Double Pupils).]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the special skill: Divine-Grade Aura Concealment (freely adjust soul power fluctuations and soul ring color).]
Boom!
His body—previously somewhat slender due to his young age—now brimmed with explosive power.
Every muscle and every bone emitted crisp, joyous crackling sounds.
There was no cliché scene of washing marrow and expelling black impurities. System-produced goods were top quality—straight to perfection in one step!
"So this is what it feels like to be full of power?"
Lin Yuan clenched his fist, and faint sonic booms echoed in the air.
Immediately afterward, in some indescribable sense, he felt that both of his martial souls had acquired their first soul rings.
If this weren't the wrong place, he would've released them on the spot just to take a look.
[Innate Soul Ring: Self-condensed by the host's martial soul, requiring no soul beast hunting. The soul ring's age will automatically evolve as the host's physical attributes improve.]
[Current age: 1,000 years.]
Soon after, information about his first soul rings flooded into his mind.
Double Pupils – First Soul Skill: Void Stasis
Effect: Forcefully freezes the space surrounding the target. Against targets no more than ten levels higher than the host, absolute control for three seconds. Against stronger targets, control duration decreases to a minimum of one second.
Passive Effect: Upon activating the Double Pupils, enemy movements appear ten times slower in Lin Yuan's eyes, and the flow of the opponent's soul power—including its weak points—can be directly perceived.
God-Killing Spear – First Soul Skill: God-Killing Pierce
Effect: Ignores 50% of defense. Wounds inflicted by the God-Killing Spear are imbued with "Heavenly Dao Killing Aura." Unless treated by a Titled Douluo–level healing-type Soul Master or a divine-grade healing ability, the wounds will never heal and will continue bleeding indefinitely.
"One absolute hard-control skill, one true-damage plus healing-ban skill."
And one was an eye-type martial soul, the other a weapon-type martial soul—during combat, he could use them together without conflict, right?
Control first, then attack with the God-Killing Spear—unstoppable!
With a thought, Lin Yuan activated Divine-Grade Aura Concealment.
He disguised both of his soul rings as yellow hundred-year rings.
At this stage, having a thousand-year first soul ring—without joining any major faction—would definitely bring unnecessary trouble.
Even joining a faction wouldn't spare him from it.
Rather than that, it was better to be an ordinary, low-profile genius.
Unfortunately, since the soul rings were self-condensed, his soul power hadn't increased at all—he was still only at rank ten.
Next, with another thought, a black diary that only he could see appeared before his eyes.
Since writing content was required to distribute diary copies, he might as well start writing.
'What should I write?'
'The first diary entry has to be explosive enough—something that makes the women who receive the copies question their entire existence, yet still believable.'
With that thought, Lin Yuan stopped hesitating. Words began to surface on the diary pages under his intent:
[X Year X Month X Day, Sunny.]
[I never once imagined that I would transmigrate into the world of the novel, Douluo Continent.]
[Although I was an orphan on Blue Star in my previous life, this life's start isn't bad at all—at least I don't have a drunkard father like Tang San.]
[Today's martial soul awakening almost made me laugh myself to death.]
[Time travelers come and go, but Su Yuntao remains constant. That blind Douluo truly lives up to his reputation!]
[I clearly awakened the ancient number-one killing weapon—the God-Killing Spear—and the Ancient Double Pupils, unmistakably twin gold-level martial souls.]
[Yet he still failed to notice anything wrong with my eyes and actually believed my nonsense about the spear being called the "Soul-Devouring Spear."]
[But that's fine. Keeping a low profile is king.]
[If that crazy woman from Spirit Hall—Bibi Dong—found out, who knows what kind of mess would follow.]
At this point, Lin Yuan paused his pen, a malicious smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
If he was going to play, he might as well go big.
Name names—directly!
[Speaking of it, Bibi Dong is also a "pitiful person," but that doesn't mean she isn't dangerous.]
[She carries the inheritance of the Rakshasa God.]
[The Rakshasa God—a deity that governs evil and resentment.]
[My God-Killing Spear's killing aura is so heavy. What if it resonates with the Rakshasa God's will inside her and worsens her madness even further?]
[For the sake of my own life, it's better to stay far away from Spirit Hall.]
[That woman may look noble and aloof on the surface, but behind the scenes, who knows how badly she's being tortured by the Rakshasa God's will. Best not to invite trouble.]
[Might as well develop quietly at Nuoding Academy for now—and casually check whether that "rogue rabbit" is really here.]
This move was called testing the waters—or rather, dimensional suppression.
Bibi Dong inheriting the Rakshasa God's divine position was, at this point in time, an earth-shattering secret!
Aside from herself, only Qian Daoliu likely knew!
If Bibi Dong truly possessed a diary copy—
The moment she read these words, the shock and terror would instantly max out her "trust level"!
And according to Rule Four, the more she believed, the richer the rewards Lin Yuan would receive.
What was even better—according to Rule Five—even if she exploded with rage and wanted to crawl through the ether to kill him, she wouldn't be able to!
"Hehe, Bibi Dong. I hope you like this little meeting gift."
"Kehehehe…"
Lin Yuan then put away the diary.
"The diary's done. Next, it's time to see whether there's a rabbit here at Nuoding Academy that I'm looking for."
He patted the dust off his clothes and walked toward Dorm Seven with light, relaxed steps.
What he didn't know—
Was that the instant he finished writing the final line,
Deep within the Pope's Palace, tens of thousands of miles away, an incomparably terrifying aura suddenly erupted!
The entire Pope's Palace trembled violently under this overwhelming pressure!
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