The book exuded an old, worn-out aura, and the paper itself showed signs of age. Yin Ming carefully turned to the first page, but his expression instantly cracked.

Just as he guessed, the things Chu Ya was still thinking about destroying before she died must be related to the 'truth about the world' she discovered.

This also includes those strange items that they don't understand.

For example, this book is the original author's work, and coincidentally, it is his diary.

It's a diary, the kind that records the little things in life! It might even contain some unusual things that the original author discovered, so you're sure to gain a lot from reading it!

Yin Ming had considered all the possibilities, but he never expected that this idiot original author would write his diary in a foreign language!

Yin Ming felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind.

Damn it, are you even Chinese anymore? You've already transmigrated into a book, why are you still showing off your foreign language skills? You just want to flaunt your foreign language skills, huh?

He's been in this book for three years! What does that mean? Things you don't review often will be forgotten in a few months, let alone the fact that Yin Ming hasn't touched this damn foreign language for three years!

Since nobody in this world speaks foreign languages, no one would be able to understand it, so this diary is essentially useless.

Yin Ming pushed the book aside with some disdain; it was a useless piece of junk.

Sitting next to him, Lingyao followed his movements and looked down at the words in the book.

Yin Ming waved his hand, about to say not to look anymore, that he wouldn't understand, that this Zu Long was just a pretentious weirdo... when he saw Ling Yao move a few steps closer to him and lower his voice to say, "This seems to be the pinyin that Yin Ming used when he taught me to read before?"

Yin Ming was immediately startled and leaned forward to carefully examine the words in the diary.

"October 3rd, duoyun"

October 3rd, cloudy?

Hmm, it really does seem to be pinyin.

Yin Ming scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, "Ahem, sorry, I was just being too loud."

Pinyin is great! Pinyin is fantastic! No wonder we're Chinese, hehe.

This is something etched into my bones; I can't forget it, I simply can't forget it.

Previously, when Yin Ming was teaching Ling Yao to read, he did discover that the people in this world did not use pinyin. The original author used pinyin to write his diary, probably to avoid the embarrassment of his diary being spied on.

I knew it! Only Chinese people possess such great wisdom.

It's just that the letters are written in a very unique way, and the pinyin doesn't have tones marked, so Yin Ming didn't guess it was pinyin at first.

It just goes to show that knowing a lot can be a mistake. For example, Lingyao had only ever encountered pinyin, yet he could quickly recognize it as pinyin…

Okay, Yin Ming admits these are all excuses; the truth is he's not as attentive as Ling Yao, sob sob.

But I digress. Let's get back to the main point. Translating this entire diary will likely take quite a while.

Yin Ming subconsciously flipped through the pages to estimate how many pages there were, only to discover that the diary only had the first half.

"Is this book only the first half?" Yin Ming looked up at Chu Yi with some surprise.

Chu Yi nodded, somewhat puzzled. "This is what the book looked like when Aya handed it to me."

Yin Ming felt a pang of melancholy; wouldn't that mean he would have to search for the whereabouts of the second half as well?

But something is better than nothing, right? Let's translate this part first, and maybe we'll find out where the second half is.

Yin Ming stopped dwelling on the details and looked up again, asking earnestly, "Chu Yi... senior, may I borrow this book to take a look at it temporarily?"

Yin Ming didn't actually know how to address Chu Yi. When he first saw her, he thought she was the same age as him.

With this preconceived notion, even after learning that she and Lingyao's mother were of the same generation, she still felt that calling her "senior" was strange.

Chu Yi readily agreed, "Of course you can. I can't take these things into the coffin anyway. If they're of any use to you, feel free to take them."

Yin Ming nodded his thanks, then turned around and saw Ling Yao staring at him. Suddenly, he remembered that he still had a question he hadn't asked. "Senior Chu Yi, what about the Demon Sect Master back then? Why wasn't he with Senior Chu Ya when you met her?"

Chu Yi raised her eyebrows in surprise, clearly quite taken aback that Yin Ming knew this secret.

Suddenly remembering that Lingyao was a demon, and that they might have learned about it from the Demon Sect, they stopped pressing the matter.

“I asked Aya at the time why the man wasn’t by her side, and Aya said that he had died protecting her.”

"At least, Aya's sincerity was not misplaced." Chu Yi smiled slightly.

Although their endings don't seem to be very good, at least they met good men who were worthy of their trust.

Yin Ming glanced at Ling Yao's condition and found that his reaction was normal, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He could tell that Lingyao also wanted to ask this question, but for various reasons, he was unwilling to speak up.

Yin Ming's initiative in asking this question stemmed from his own unique perspective.

He had just come up with a really cheesy plot twist, but it was obviously just wishful thinking.

Well, actually, what he originally thought wasn't that outrageous, just lovers turning against each other, you running away and I chasing you, cough cough.

After all, Lingyao's father was also a peak ninth-realm expert, and given the novel's premise of characters becoming stronger after turning evil, he might actually win against Chu Ya...

Uh, no, what kind of nonsense is this?

Yin Ming reflected on himself online, realizing that he had watched too many melodramatic idol dramas when he was young, and that he had actually dared to doubt such a loving couple.

He was wrong, and he apologized.

But this is fine too. Yin Ming knew that Ling Yao still had a knot in her heart.

Now that they have confirmed the deaths of the two elders, Lingyao will probably stop having these wild thoughts.

The person is gone, but the living remain.