A Mortal Body, Standing Shoulder to Shoulder with Gods

Spirit Hall had always held a faint edge over the Two Great Empires, and it might even possess the power of a godhood.

To the Two Great Empires, this was like a sword hanging over their heads, with the risk of being pierced at any moment.

No, it could already be said that defeat was inevitable.

No one wanted the initiative to remain in the enemy's hands.

Having thought this through, Hu Liena knew what choice to make.

She had to inherit a godhood and seek power equal to Spirit Hall's.

If she was lucky enough to inherit a godhood first, there was even a great chance that she could defeat Spirit Hall.

Hu Liena slowly raised her head. A trace of clarity flashed through her eyes, though her expression was somewhat grim. "I understand what you mean, Brother. The Two Great Empires cannot be sure whether Bibi Dong has inherited a godhood."

"But even if the chance is small, it is still an enormous threat to the Two Great Empires.

"The Two Great Empires will definitely do everything in their power to stop Bibi Dong from becoming a god."

"By the same reasoning, Spirit Hall cannot be sure whether the Two Great Empires will choose to inherit godhoods, but it will certainly do everything in its power to stop the other side from becoming gods!"

"Because once one side becomes gods, it will deal a devastating blow to the other! War will not only break out, it will break out sooner! Only through war can there be even the slightest chance of survival!"

Ye Tian snapped his fingers, patted Hu Liena on the forehead, and sighed softly. "You understand it correctly. Now do you know why I concluded that war would definitely break out?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong fell silent.

She had never imagined that godhoods were truly the main factor behind the outbreak of war.

This was the Gods' naked, open scheme.

If they did not inherit godhoods, they could only wait for death.

If they inherited godhoods, it meant fighting the other side to the death.

Bibi Dong clasped her fingers tightly together, her chest heaving violently. She had actually been plotted against by the Gods.

And there was no turning back.

"Hey! Why are you so down, Sis? It has nothing to do with us anyway. As long as we stay on the East Sea Coast, the war won't threaten us." Ye Tian took Bibi Dong's hand, gently patted her shoulder, and comforted her.

Hu Liena demanded angrily, "Ye Tian, don't you care at all about the war outside? A lot of people will die!"

Ye Tian rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Is a war between gods something we can interfere in?"

Hu Liena was rendered speechless. That was right. How could mortals compare with gods?

Bibi Dong sank into thought, looking utterly despondent as she murmured, "Is there really no way to stop this war?"

Ye Tian answered casually, "There is, but it's too troublesome."

"Hm?" A bright glimmer flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. As if she had grasped a lifeline, hope filled her expression as she grabbed Ye Tian's hand. "What way?"

"Haha." Ye Tian laughed. "Why do you always worry about these things, Sis? But there's no harm in saying it."

"Why do gods stir up this war? It is nothing more than a struggle for faith!"

"Why do gods compete for faith? They want to grow stronger through it!"

"If one side seizes the faith first, is there still any need for this war to exist?"

Faith could make gods stronger, and it could also forge new gods.

Gathering the faith of the entire Douluo Continent was enough to create a new god.

And within their native world, gods were invincible.

Even a God King-level powerhouse, if projected onto the Douluo Continent, could not defeat a native god capable of mobilizing the laws of heaven and earth on the Douluo Continent.

"We can compete with gods for faith?" Bibi Dong asked in surprise.

In her understanding, gods were incomparably powerful beings.

So powerful that even a plane like the Douluo Continent could not accommodate the full descent of a single god.

With a mere wave of their hands, gods could overturn mountains and seas, split open heaven and earth.

Even Limit Douluo-level powerhouses could not achieve such world-controlling might.

She had never considered how she could defeat such majestic power if she became its enemy.

As she pondered, Ye Tian's unhurried voice reached her. "Sis, don't think of faith as something too complicated. You can think of it as public support. Isn't winning public support much simpler?

"It's just that we are not gods, so we cannot immediately convert faith into power. But that does not mean this power is of little use. To gods, faith is both the source of their power and something that can destroy them."

"Didn't I say earlier that war would not break out on the Douluo Continent for another three years? If we act actively during these three years, we may have a chance to defy fate and drive out the Gods' interference in the Douluo Continent."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

Winning public support?

Weren't Ye Tian's inventions the most powerful weapons for exactly that?

Hu Liena curled her lips. "Brother, what you said is no different from saying nothing. What exactly should we do?"

"Once you understand the theory, isn't putting it into practice easy?" Ye Tian shrugged and said lightly, "It's nothing more than the Cold War approach."

"The Cold War?" This new term caught Bibi Dong's attention. Her eyes fixed on Ye Tian's sharply defined face as she asked, "What is that?"

"Is the Cold War a war in the cold?" Hu Liena also turned her gaze toward Ye Tian.

The Cold War?

She had never heard of such a concept.

Hu Liena's strange interpretation made Ye Tian laugh. Barely suppressing his amusement, he explained, "The Cold War is relative to a war fought with real swords and guns."

In twentieth-century Blue Star, the Cold War had always been the broader international climate, and the rivalry between the United States and the Soviet Union had far-reaching effects.

Both middle school and high school history classes covered it extensively.

Ye Tian was more familiar with it than anyone. He smiled and said,

"In short, it means engaging your opponent in every form of struggle except war itself: infiltrating them economically, invading them culturally, deceiving them militarily, and fundamentally dismantling their capacity for war in every aspect, until you gradually change them without them noticing."

Hu Liena listened in a daze and could not help scratching her head. Ye Tian's words were simply too hard to understand.

She could not really make sense of them.

But after hearing Ye Tian's words, Bibi Dong was utterly astonished. Her expression turned grave as she said, "You mean assimilating and breaking down the opponent?"

Wasn't that exactly what she had hoped to accomplish after unifying the continent?

To turn the Douluo Continent into a single whole.

For everyone to share the same ideal: building a beautiful Douluo Continent!

She had never imagined that this ultimate dream buried deep in her heart could be achieved without resorting to war!

If Ye Tian's earlier displays had merely surprised her,

then these words truly shook her to the core.

If these theories could be put into practice, the word genius would no longer be enough to describe Ye Tian.

...A mortal body, standing shoulder to shoulder with gods—perhaps that was what someone like Ye Tian was.

He was simply too intelligent.

Seeing the indescribable shock in his sister's expression, Ye Tian said casually, "Sis, you've grasped the essence of what I meant."

Bibi Dong suppressed the excitement in her heart and asked impatiently, "How exactly should the theories you mentioned be carried out in practice?"

Ye Tian smiled. "If we get into the specifics of implementation, I could write for three days and three nights and still not finish the plan. Besides, you aren't the Pope of Spirit Hall, so why burden yourself with unnecessary worries?"

He turned to Hu Liena. "All right, let Pope Bibi Dong and Spirit Hall worry about the war of the gods. I'll take you somewhere nice."

Hearing this, Hu Liena stole a glance at Bibi Dong, covered her mouth, and giggled. "That's right, let His Holiness the Pope worry about it. We came here to have fun, not to think about such profound matters."

Mm, is anyone reading this?