God Creation? You Are Merely Aiding a Weak God

"In truth, I haven't helped Chen Feng much during this time. Chen Feng's powerful Soul Power, Spiritual Power, and body all stem from his own talent. Isn't that enough to prove his potential?"

"Promise me, okay, Bing Bing? The two of us can join hands and create a new god, then enjoy endless life alongside Chen Feng!"

At that moment, seeing Sky Dream Ice Silkworm launch into another round of shameless flattery, Chen Feng cut him off directly.

Chen Feng was an extremely self-confident person. In his view, even without the Ice Empress, he could still Become a God. The world was vast; there was more than one ice-attributed soul beast. He could simply find another one.

So this was not him begging the Ice Empress to become his second Martial Soul. Rather, the Ice Empress should be begging him for the chance to cling to his thigh.

Chen Feng had not spoken since earlier. After all, Tian Meng alone was enough to persuade the Ice Empress, paint her a grand vision, and spin her stories.

Chen Feng was human, and there was an innate divide between him and the Ice Empress. But Tian Meng was being far too much of a bootlicker, as though he were begging the Ice Empress to become Chen Feng's Martial Soul.

Chen Feng raised a hand to stop Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, who wanted to continue fawning over the Ice Empress, and prepared to step in himself.

Tian Meng, you're being too much of a bootlicker. You can't win over the Ice Empress by licking her boots!

For all you know, even if you give her your Origin Power to help her survive her tribulation, she might still complain that it isn't enough.

Chen Feng looked directly into the Ice Empress's yellow pupils, his words carrying a composure far beyond his age.

"Ice Empress, I am Chen Feng, and I am also someone destined to Become a God." Chen Feng's gaze was calm yet forceful. Such arrogant words carried not the slightest hint of boasting when spoken by him.

Chen Feng said, "Ice Empress, perhaps you think I'm being arrogant, but I have the right to be arrogant. Ice Empress, would you like to guess how much Innate Soul Power I have?"

The Ice Empress examined Chen Feng with eyes like yellow crystals. "It should be Innate Full Soul Power, right? Don't tell me your Innate Soul Power is level nine?"

Chen Feng immediately covered his forehead and laughed. Hearing his laughter, the Ice Empress grew confused. What was he laughing at? Could his Innate Soul Power possibly exceed level ten?

Even Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was curious now, because he did not know Chen Feng's Innate Soul Power either. Protected by the Furnace, he could not peer into Chen Feng's past and knew nothing of his history. Naturally, he could not know Chen Feng's Innate Soul Power.

Looking at the puzzled Ice Empress and curious Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, Chen Feng shook his head and said humorously, "You overestimate me. My Innate Soul Power is merely level five."

"What?!"

"How is that possible?!"

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and the Ice Empress both cried out in shock.

Seeing Sky Dream Ice Silkworm crying out as well, the Ice Empress asked in disbelief, "Tian Meng, Chen Feng's Innate Soul Power is only level five?"

Tian Meng awkwardly scratched his head. "This... I really don't know. When I met Chen Feng, his Soul Power was already level twenty-five."

Chen Feng said, "What? You don't believe me? There's no need for me to lie to you. My Innate Soul Power really is only level five. But so what if it is level five? How could the shackles of Innate Soul Power possibly restrain me?"

The moment his words fell, terrifying Blade Intent spread from Chen Feng's body.

That Blade Intent was filled with domineering defiance and an ambition to stand taller than the heavens. It moved both the Ice Empress and Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.

The wretched talent Heaven had bestowed upon him could not limit him...

The Ice Empress stared at this human youth with gorgeous gemstone-yellow eyes, her heart filled with shock.

At that moment, Chen Feng's sharp edge was fully revealed. The cold wind whipped his black hair into a wild dance as he said with confidence, even a touch of arrogance, "Ice Empress, I only want to tell you one fact: even without you, I will still Become a God!"

"Tian Meng has given me an ice-attributed second Martial Soul. That second Martial Soul can be you, or it can be another ice-attributed soul beast!"

"Remember this: you are not creating a god. You are merely aiding a god during his weak years. This is icing on the cake, not timely aid in a snowstorm."

"Ice Empress, tell me your answer in ten minutes."

After saying that, Chen Feng spoke no further. He sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and calmly waited for the Ice Empress's decision.

As Chen Feng's words ended, the atmosphere grew somewhat heavy.

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm said to the Ice Empress, "Bing Bing, Chen Feng is young, so his words were a little harsh. But Chen Feng's talent and ability can definitely..."

The Ice Empress replied directly, "Shut up, Tian Meng. I don't need you to speak. I can judge for myself!"

The bootlicking Sky Dream Ice Silkworm immediately fell silent.

The Ice Empress sank into thought. Her gorgeous gemstone-yellow eyes flickered between light and darkness, revealing the turmoil in her heart.

The Ice Empress knew her own situation best. She was not far from her four-hundred-thousand-year tribulation... There were less than a hundred years left. When the Heavenly Tribulation descended, she would be reduced to ashes.

The Ice Empress murmured inwardly, I only have a hundred years left...

Fear of death was the instinct of intelligent life. The Ice Empress feared death, and she thought, This brat may be arrogant, but his talent truly is astonishing. With Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's help, his chances of Becoming a God are great.

If I join him, he will have twin Martial Souls, and his chances of Becoming a God will be even greater...

Moreover, the Ice Empress calculated that even if he failed to become a god... becoming a Limit Douluo would still be easy for him.

A Limit Douluo could live three to five hundred years. With Chen Feng's talent, even if he could not become a god, his strength would surpass that of a Limit Douluo, and he would live longer. At worst, following him would still let her see the world for another five hundred years...

Ten minutes later, Chen Feng opened his eyes and said to the Ice Empress, "Ice Empress, tell me your choice."

The Ice Empress's gorgeous eyes shone as she raised her head to look at Chen Feng, who was so calm that he seemed utterly unconcerned with her choice.

She admitted that Chen Feng's talent had moved her, but... but this brat actually... actually treated one of the Three Kings of the Extreme North so rudely. If she agreed just like that... it would be so humiliating.

Especially since Chen Feng's attainments in Spiritual Power were so terrifying that they defied belief. The Ice Empress knew that on the path to Becoming a God, Spiritual Power was an even more terrifying shackle than Soul Power.

Even the drifting snow of the Extreme North seemed to fall silent for a moment. The Ice Empress looked at Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and berated him:

"After living for a Million Years, you still can't compare to a mere youth. Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, you useless waste."

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm said, "Bing Bing, you've finally come around. If Chen Feng didn't possess such talent, how could he become the master of both of us?"

The Ice Empress brought her front claws together, producing a sharp clash. "Shut up. The one I acknowledge is Chen Feng, not trash like you."

Seeing that the Ice Empress had made her decision, Chen Feng stood and said to her, "Ice Empress, welcome aboard. From today onward, we are in the same boat."

The Protagonist's greatest asset was the Furnace. Whether Tian Meng or the Ice Empress, they merely accelerated the Protagonist's growth.