Beibei Becomes a God

Just as Dilia and Lin Feng were enjoying a tender moment, suddenly "buzz~"

A peculiar fluctuation emanated from the north, startling Lin Feng. 🎉✌ 👻💲

"Someone has become a god all by themselves?"

The descent of the Laws of the World is a sign of becoming an independent god or advancing in divine rank.

"Lin Feng, what's wrong?" Dilia asked, puzzled, sensing Lin Feng's unusual behavior.

Since Delia is still in the Saint Realm, she naturally cannot sense the unique fluctuations of the Laws of the World.

"Someone in the North has become a god through their own efforts," Lin Feng.

"The North?" Dilia guessed. "Could it be Beibei?"

"Boss, I've become a god!" Beibei's excited voice suddenly rang in Lin Feng's mind.

"You really became a god within ten years?" Lin Feng was surprised that Dilia had guessed correctly; it really was Beibei had become a god.

"Of course, I, Beibei, always keep my word," Beibei said proudly.

Lin Feng was somewhat moved. He clearly remembered that in the original book, Beibei became a god in the winter of 10045 in the Yulan Calendar. He never expected that she would become a god almost twelve years earlier.

Does this really mean that without pressure there is no motivation?

"Now that you've become a god, you'd better hurry up and come over. Today is Taylor's wedding day. You're his Uncle Beibei, how can you not be there?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Wow, little Taylor got married too?" Beibei exclaimed in surprise. In Beibei's memory, Taylor was just an eleven or twelve-year-old child. She never imagined that he would be married in the blink of an eye.

"Okay, boss, I'll be right there."

After finishing his conversation with Beibei, Lin Feng smiled at Dilia and said, "Dilia, you were absolutely right, Beibei really has become a god."

A moment later, a voice suddenly rang out in the hall.

"Little Taylor, why didn't you tell your Uncle Beibei about your marriage? Don't you care about me at all?"

The noisy hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone wondered which ill-mannered fellow dared to shout in such a setting.

A boy with short hair, only an inch long, wearing a sleeveless shirt, and seemingly thin, suddenly appeared here. The boy had clear, beautiful skin. He also had a pair of bright, expressive eyes that seemed to speak volumes. He deliberately stared at Taylor and Jenny.

Taylor was stunned. Just then, Lin Feng's voice rang in Taylor's mind. "Your Uncle Beibei has become a god. The boy in front of you is your Uncle Beibei."

Taylor was taken aback, then pulled Jenny along and bowed to Beibei, saying, "Uncle Beibei, how could I not care about you? It's just that you've been cultivating all this time, and I didn't dare disturb you."

Beibei, however, pointed to Jenny in a red dress next to Taylor and said, "This little girl is quite pretty. Could she be the bride today? Taylor, aren't you going to introduce her to me?"

"Jenny, quickly call him Uncle Beibei," Taylor said to Jenny.

Jenny opened her eyes wide, blinked at Beibei, and said somewhat shyly, "Jenny greets Uncle Beibei."

"Beibei, don't disturb the young couple's toast." Lin Feng then followed Dilia up.

"Wow, boss!" Beibei excitedly rushed over immediately.

"Uh..." Beibei suddenly stopped, staring blankly at Lin Feng's shoulder.

Lin Feng laughed too, "Do you still want to stand on my shoulders?" In the past, Beibei often stood on Lin Feng's shoulders, but now she has transformed into human form.

At this time, Beibei was not very tall, only about 1.7 meters.

However, he could no longer stand on Lin Feng's shoulders as he had in the past.

Lin Feng carefully observed Beibei after she transformed into human form. Beibei had a delicate and pretty appearance, but her eyes were as mischievous as ever. Beibei Bei chuckled, then touched her short hair, raised her head, and said, "Boss, how's my hairstyle? I've been thinking about this for a long time before I became a god."

Lin Feng was both amused and exasperated.

"On the way here from the Forest of Darkness, I also picked up a gadget along the way," Beibei said mysteriously.

"Oh?" Lin Feng looked at Beibei. Beibei flipped his hand, and a tattered straw hat appeared in his hand. Beibei skillfully flipped the tattered straw hat onto his head, and smiled quite proudly, "Boss, doesn't this straw hat suit me well?"

Seeing Beibei's expression, Lin Feng laughed, "Perfect match, perfect match!"

"Oh, right, boss, Grandpa Beirut and Harry and the other two are coming soon. I just couldn't wait, so I rushed over first," Beibei said. Lin Feng was a little surprised. "Grandpa Beirut and Harry and the other two are coming too?"

Sure enough, that very night, Beirut arrived at Dragonblood Castle with his three sons.

In the study.

"Beibei, you and Harry and the other two can go out first," Beirut said with a faint smile. Beibei, Harry, and the other two obediently left, leaving only Beirut and Lin Feng in the study.

"Sit down first." Beirut sat down and pointed to the chair next to him, and Lin Feng sat down as well.

Beirut stroked his beard, chuckling as he sighed, "Beibei has finally reached godhood, and I'm so relieved. Lin Feng, Beibei is very attached to you; he wouldn't even come with me. I hope you can take good care of him from now on."

"That's for sure," Lin Feng nodded.

Even if Beirut didn't say anything, Lin Feng would do his best to take care of Beibei. Beibei is his brother, he was, he is, and he always will be.

"Lin Feng, you've entered the realm of gods, but you must have many questions about the world of gods," Beirut chuckled. "And how many god-level powerhouses have O'Brien, Catherine, and the others fought against?"

Lin Feng Lin Feng his lips. Although he had never fought against a god-level expert, he had an extremely good understanding of the world of gods. Even if he didn't know as much as Beirut, Beirut didn't know less.

Isn't that the advantage of time travel?

"How many Divine Clone do you have now?" Beirut asked with a faint smile.

Lin Feng was startled, wondering why Beirut would ask such a question. Could it be about Beibei? Once he realized this, Lin Feng understood.

"Four." Lin Feng knew he couldn't hide it any longer, so he told the truth.

"Besides your three Divine Clone —Wind Element, Life, and Fate— which other element have you broken through to?" Beirut was surprised that in just ten years, Lin Feng had gained another Divine Clone. Was his cultivation talent almost monstrous?

"It's the Laws of Earth," Lin Feng said with a slight smile.

"The Laws of Earth?" Beirut's eyes lit up, but he quickly concealed them.

Time flew by, and soon it was March 20th.

When the ten-year term was up, the group that had entered the Necropolis of the Gods was brought back by Beirut. However, of the more than eighty people who went there, only less than thirty returned.

Lin Feng released his divine sense and found that people he was on good terms with, such as Fain, Desri, and Olivier, were still alive, which relieved him. However, it seemed that one of Dylan's sons, the Six-Eyed Golden Ni, had died.

Judging from their dejected appearance, it was clear that none of them had obtained Godhead. This was also within Lin Feng's expectations.

"Hmm?" Lin Feng's divine sense discovered that Desri did not go directly back to his small mountain village, but instead flew towards his Dragonblood Castle.

Lin Feng immediately understood Desri's purpose in coming. He was simply there to congratulate him, since he and Desri had a good relationship, and his good brother Reynolds was Desri's son-in-law.

Desri moved quickly and arrived at Dragonblood Castle in no time. He then landed directly in the courtyard where Lin Feng was.

"Lord Lin Feng." Desri bowed respectfully to Lin Feng. Although he had previously addressed Lin Feng as a brother, Lin Feng had now broken through and his status was different, so Desri naturally dared not treat him as an equal.

Lin Feng shook his head and smiled, saying, "Desri, what's with this 'adult' or 'not adult' stuff? Before becoming a god, I was Lin Feng, and after becoming a god, I'm still Lin Feng. It's best to stay the same as before."

"This..." Desri was momentarily at a loss.

"Desri, just do as my boss says, stop nagging." Beibei suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Who are you?" Desri looked at Beibei with a puzzled expression.

Beibei's eyes widened, and she exclaimed loudly, "Desri, how come you don't even recognize me, Beibei, after ten years?"

"You're Beibei?" Desri exclaimed. "Have you become a god too?"

"Of course! My boss has been a god for years. If I don't break through soon, it would be too embarrassing." Beibei produced a grape from somewhere, popped it into her mouth, and casually spat out the grape skin, laughing.

Desri was speechless. What kind of people were these two brothers? They were both less than fifty years old, yet they had already become gods. Meanwhile, he had cultivated for five thousand years, but he was still stuck at the threshold of godhood, unable to step into it.

Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable; comparing goods will always bring you more joy.

Should I just throw this old thing away?

Desri felt like he'd wasted his life.

"Desri, as long as you have firm faith, I think it won't be long before you break through to godhood." Lin Feng's voice suddenly rang in Desri's ears, instantly pulling Desri back from his daze.

Just a moment ago, Desri had doubts about his talent for cultivation. Fortunately, Lin Feng noticed in time and snapped him out of it; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Desri, now fully conscious, broke out in a cold sweat and sincerely thanked Lin Feng, saying, "Lin Feng, thank you."

Lin Feng waved his hand and smiled, "No need to thank me, I just want to remind you. Don't put all your hopes on Godhead. Have firm faith, and I think it won't be long before you, like me, step into the realm of gods."

"Enter the realm of gods on my own? Can I do it?" Desri muttered to himself, clearly lacking confidence in himself.

"There's no such thing as impossible; where there's a will, there's a way."

"Where there's a will, there's a way; where there's a will, there's a way," Desri repeated this phrase over and over, his eyes gradually regaining their resolve.

"Lin Feng, thank you for your words today. I'll head back now." Desri clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Feng and then soared into the sky.

"I hope that when we meet next time, you will have broken through to a higher level," Lin Feng called out.

"Definitely!" A firm voice floated down from the sky, but Desri's figure had already vanished into thin air.