Bibi Zhu Emperor

"What kind of opportunity?"

The Death Spider Emperor asked. Soul Beasts were not necessarily afraid of death, but they could not tolerate being killed by humans, having their spirit rings and spirit bones plundered to become a part of a human spirit master's power.

"Death Spider Emperor, whether it is us spirit masters or you Soul Beasts, what we all pursue is that supreme realm: reaching the hundredth level to become a god. For you Soul Beasts, that would be becoming a million-year god-beast."

"Compared to us spirit masters, the path to godhood for you Soul Beasts is even more arduous. Every time your cultivation reaches one hundred thousand years, you must endure a heavenly tribulation, and as your cultivation increases beyond that, the power of the tribulation grows exponentially."

"In the tens of thousands of years that have passed, two humans have already attained godhood: the first is the Angel God of Martial Soul Hall, and the second is the Sea God of the vast ocean."

The Death Spider Emperor listened quietly. It could naturally distinguish the truth from the lies of the human before it; the astonishing aura of a human becoming a god could be sensed from anywhere on the continent. When a god ascends, the sky manifests a nine-colored light—a phenomenon visible to every living creature on the continent.

Qian Daoliu continued, "As for you Soul Beasts, it has been countless millennia since one of your kind attained godhood. That is why your race has been suppressed by us humans, and your living space continues to shrink."

The Death Spider Emperor said coldly, "Human, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"I have an opportunity for godhood here. Do you want it?"

The Death Spider Emperor let out a mocking laugh. "Ridiculous. Human, do you think I am so easily deceived? If you have an opportunity for godhood, why would you give it to this Emperor?"

Qian Daoliu chuckled. "I traveled all the way to the Star Dou Great Forest to find you; do you think I have any reason to lie? Is there anything about you that makes you worth deceiving?"

The Death Spider Emperor was furious, but it did not know how to retort. The human before it was right; he could kill it at any moment. Its "undying body" could only extend its life slightly, but if it lacked the spirit power to manifest that undying state, that would be the moment of its death.

Given the gap in strength between it and this human, it certainly could not outlast him.

"I will not hide it from you: my name is Qian Daoliu, my martial soul is the Six-Winged Angel, and I am a descendant of the Angel God. For generations, our Qian family has strived to inherit the Angel God's divine position. In my generation, a descendant with the potential to inherit that position has been born..."

Qian Daoliu explained the deal to the Death Spider Emperor. Simply put, it required the beast to transform into a human and act as a nanny for several decades for the Qian family descendant capable of inheriting the divine position. The two would build a bond, and afterward, the beast would follow the Angel God to the God Realm and become a god-beast.

Listening to Qian Daoliu's narration, the Death Spider Emperor was completely stunned. It said, "Human, are you not joking?"

Qian Daoliu scratched his cheek. In truth, even he felt his idea was absurdly imaginative.

He coughed lightly. "I have no need to joke with you. My family situation is indeed complex and cannot be explained in a moment. Once you go to Martial Soul Hall and observe in secret for a time, you will understand. Are you willing to agree to this deal?"

The Death Spider Emperor fell silent. It had to admit that this opportunity was truly tempting—calling it "Life Gold falling from the sky" would not be an exaggeration. The chance to become a god was right before its eyes, and it was naturally desperate to accept.

It had little confidence in reaching godhood on its own through a million years of cultivation. Its bloodline was top-tier among Soul Beasts, but not the absolute peak. The bloodlines of the Titan Giant Ape and the Sky Azure Bull Python were in no way inferior to its own, and the bloodlines of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, the True Dragon, and the True Phoenix were even above it.

Those powerful beasts had not attained godhood and had ultimately been annihilated by the heavenly tribulations; how could it possibly succeed?

But every opportunity comes with risks.

The Death Spider Emperor asked in a deep voice, "Human, why do you think that after your descendant becomes a god and discovers my true identity, she will continue to accept me instead of believing I deceived her and wiping me out?"

Qian Daoliu replied, "A Soul Beast is a Soul Beast, after all. To see through your disguise does not require godhood; possessing the realm of a level 99 Titled Douluo and a top-tier head spirit bone is sufficient."

"Becoming a god requires not only sufficient strength but also sufficient willpower and inner character. If my descendant sees through your disguise and strikes at you, her heart will develop a flaw—an irreparable flaw—and she will certainly fail the final trial."

"I believe that sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity. As long as you treat her with honesty, she will accept you over time."

After a pause, Qian Daoliu added, "Words are just words; everything must be decided by facts. There is no opportunity without risk, let alone one as indescribable as godhood. Death Spider Emperor, are you willing to agree? I will give you time to consider."

The Death Spider Emperor began to think earnestly. For the first time in its life, it burned its brain cells to consider every possible outcome. If it refused now, it would have no value and would likely be killed by Qian Daoliu and have its spirit bone taken. If it agreed, it would have decades of life as a nanny.

At worst, before that brat reached level 99, it could find an opportunity to sneak away and test whether the other party truly accepted it. If the future Angel God accepted her and she ascended to the God Realm to become a god-beast, that would be a happy ending for all.

If it failed, the world was vast; it could hide in some corner of the continent, a thousand meters underground, for a hundred years. Once the Angel God ascended to the God Realm, it could emerge and remain an overlord of the Soul Beast race.

Regardless of the outcome, agreeing now was the best way to survive. It would just have to take things one step at a time.

The Death Spider Emperor said, "This Emperor agrees. Now, you must tell me the appearance of the human I am to transform into."

"Do you not need to reach two hundred thousand years of cultivation?"

Qian Daoliu was slightly stunned. In his understanding, only when a Soul Beast reached the level of a Fierce Beast could it transform into a human at will; a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast would have to transform into a baby and restart its cultivation.

He had originally planned to take the Death Spider Emperor to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to consume some medicinal herbs and push its cultivation to two hundred thousand years.

The Death Spider Emperor said, "This Emperor does not need to."

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes slightly, focusing his mental energy between his brows until it solidified. The image he had seen earlier in the Pope's bedchamber—Bibi Dong, dressed in a purple gown—appeared before the Death Spider Emperor.

She was indeed a beauty.

The Death Spider Emperor carefully observed Bibi Dong's appearance and figure, recalling the humans it had seen over tens of thousands of years. It compared what it would look like if it transformed into a human with Bibi Dong's appearance, and it formed an evaluation in its mind.

A moment later, purple light flashed across the Death Spider Emperor's body. The hideous, fur-covered giant spider vanished, and in its place stood a stunning woman dressed in a long purple gown, with long purple hair, fair skin, and a tall, graceful figure.

Bibi Dong—no, it should be Bibi Zhu.