I’m Writing a Diary in a Fantasy World — I Really Am Not a 'Cao Thief'! Chapter 3.2 : The Graceful Figure Above the Sky (Part 2)

Elder Xing before him likely harbored the intention of taking him as a disciple, which was why he had shown such friendliness.

An Inner Sect elder of the Sacred Land, with real power in hand, and cultivation at the Sixth Heaven Realm… frankly, that was already impressive.

But for Ye Chen, his goal was far beyond this!

What he desired was to beco the core of the Sacred Land!

To beco the disciple of a core elder, a Peak Lord!

Each of these figures was a core mber of the Sacred Land, controlling a peak and reaching the level of a Seventh Heaven powerhouse!

Only a Seventh Heaven powerhouse had the right to beco Ye Chen's master. A re Sixth Heaven cultivation… he would not even consider it!

Moreover, he harbored even grander ambitions: to ascend in one step, becoming a disciple of the Sacred Lord, and in the future, lay claim to the position of the Sacred Land's Sacred Lord!

Of course, relying solely on his King Body aptitude was not enough to beco a disciple of the Sacred Land's Sacred Lord—but Ye Chen had an even greater advantage.

His comprehension surpassed even his aptitude!

Once he displayed his talents before the Sacred Lord, he would surely catch his eye!

Then, it would be the ti to soar—from a hidden dragon to a true dragon!

Chu Ge watched Ye Chen on the stage, brimming with confidence, lips curling into a sly, almost devilish smile from ti to ti, and muttered in his mind:

Just as I expected, no surprises here.

Unable to resist, he summoned his diary panel and began recording.

[This Ye Chen is no longer rely suspected; he is extrely likely a child of fate. Tsk tsk, that standard devilish grin (Image·Ye Chen Devilish Smile.jpg)]

[It's said that a few years ago, Ye Chen was detected as possessing the King Body aptitude, but later inexplicably beca a "cripple."]

[He then remained silent for years, enduring endless ridicule and mockery from the outside world. If I'm correct, he may have even had a fiancée under an arranged engagent—though she has likely broken it off by now.]

[Hmm… just now I noticed a simple, unassuming ancient ring on his hand. This proves it—there is surely a fragnt of a powerful soul contained within!]

After jotting down several paragraphs, Chu Ge withdrew his thoughts.

Other diary holders nearby imdiately noticed what he had written.

Su Lingyuan was not far from the testing area, but her concealnt skills were superb.

Even Elder Xing Feng, whose cultivation surpassed hers at the Sixth Heaven Realm, did not detect her presence.

That Ye Chen… such a strange smile. How can anyone twist their lips like that and call it a smile!

She naturally saw what Chu Ge had recorded in his diary and glimpsed the picture of Ye Chen's devilish grin.

In an instant, an uneasy feeling spread through her body; that smile… was truly unsettling.

At the sa ti, she secretly marveled that events were unfolding exactly as Chu Ge had recorded.

She now believed most of Chu Ge's speculation that Ye Chen was a child of fate.

Above the sky, a figure ethereal and godlike also observed everything below.

The woman wore a flowing white gown embroidered with faint golden mystical patterns. The white and gold intertwined, highlighting her noble elegance.

Her three thousand strands of black hair cascaded like a waterfall, fluttering lightly in the breeze. Standing aloft in the sky, she truly looked like a celestial fairy descended to the mortal realm, ethereal and otherworldly.

Paired with her flawless and currently indifferent expression, she exuded an icy elegance, her nobility evident in every detail. Any ordinary mortal seeing her would imdiately feel ashad, unwilling to entertain even the slightest disrespect.

In her hands, this ethereal woman also held a diary copy—Chu Ge's diary—Luo Huangjun's copy.

"Interesting… just as the diary owner said. Within the ring Ye Chen wears, there is indeed a fragnt of a soul."

Luo Huangjun parted her red lips, her voice clear and lodious, like pearls dropping onto jade.

A faint smile curved on her lips as she glanced below, her gaze landing on an empty spot near the Spirit Testing Platform.

In that void, an almost imperceptible, familiar spiritual aura lingered.

She then scanned the distant Taihuang Peaks, thick with spiritual energy and veiled in clouds and mist.

There, another divine sense had descended upon the Spirit Testing Platform, clearly observing the events as well.

"So counting , there are three people holding diary copies? No… perhaps there are even more…"

Luo Huangjun's voice rang again, ethereal and elusive, giving a sense of unreality.