God Realm Debates, Kind God Favors Shui Bing'er

"And what if you add me?"

After the Kind God, the God of Destruction spoke as well.

He was tall and powerfully built, clad in a dark purple robe, with violet-black energy of destruction swirling around him.

Seeing even the God of Destruction speak up, the Evil God could only say helplessly, "Still not enough... but if you add me, then it will be."

"Then let's act." The Goddess of Life's voice was soft, yet firm.

The four of them took up positions at the four corners of the God Temple, and four beams of light shot toward the dark crimson sphere at its center.

The four colors of light intertwined, illuminating the entire God Temple.

With the infusion of those four divine powers, the dark crimson sphere slowly expanded, solidified, and stabilized.

Seeing this, the Evil God said, "Enough. Stop for now. This thread of origin has stabilized."

The four lights withdrew at once.

At the center of the God Temple, the dark crimson sphere was no longer as weak as before.

The Goddess of Life looked solemnly at this thread of the Asura God's origin. "To restore the Asura God, at minimum, all Four Great God Kings will need to work together for over ten thousand years."

The Evil God said coldly, "Hmph! That remnant soul injured a God King of our God Realm. We cannot simply let this matter go!"

"The Asura God is an enforcer of the God Realm. He was beaten into this state—where is the God Realm's dignity? If word gets out, what will the other God Realms think of our Douluo God Realm?"

The God of Destruction had a different opinion. Shaking his head, he said, "What did the Asura God go there for? He went to forcibly interfere in the affairs of the lower realm."

"For the life of a mere mortal, he personally descended into the lower realm to kill someone. He broke the rules first. After being severely wounded, who can he blame? The Asura God ruined the rules himself, yet he still blames others for fighting back?"

"Hmph!"

Hearing the God of Destruction say this, the Evil God snorted again, clearly unconvinced.

The Evil God and the God of Destruction looked toward the Kind God and the Goddess of Life. "What do you two think?"

The Kind God and the Goddess of Life remained neutral.

Since their views were not aligned, the God of Destruction simply said, "How about we wait and see? Let's first see how far this little girl can grow. Perhaps... she may become an existence like us."

The Kind God clearly agreed with the God of Destruction. "This little girl is extraordinarily gifted. Having gained the recognition of a Six Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast, her Soul Power has grown at an astonishing rate."

His approval was evident. The Kind God seemed to be considering passing on his inheritance.

The remaining three gods exchanged glances, each turning over their own thoughts.

Skywater Academy, in the small forest behind the mountain.

Shui Bing'er stood before a fir tree more than a meter thick. She bent her knees slightly, lowered her waist, and slowly raised her right palm.

Frost gathered in her palm, growing thicker and harder.

Sunlight shone upon the ice crystals in her palm, refracting a chilling gleam.

Shui Bing'er suddenly straightened her legs, twisted her waist, and thrust her right palm forward.

Boom!

The fir tree over a meter thick snapped at once. At the same time, every tree struck by the force of Shui Bing'er's palm shattered, carving out an icy path dozens of meters long before her.

Looking at the results of her training, Shui Bing'er murmured, "Master, the power of this Frost Soul Palm Combat Skill has already surpassed what you demonstrated back then. Did you see it?"

More than a year had passed since Meng Chen fell asleep. In order to give him a huge surprise when he awoke, Shui Bing'er practiced diligently every day, advancing at an incredible pace.

The All-Continent Elite Soul Master Competition had yet to begin, yet Shui Bing'er had already broken through to the Soul Emperor level. The power of her Frost Soul Palm had improved by leaps and bounds.

Of course, the reason Shui Bing'er's Frost Soul Palm could surpass the power Meng Chen had displayed back then was not because her current cultivation and strength exceeded his.

Rather, when Meng Chen had demonstrated it, he had only used strength equivalent to that of a Soul Elder. Naturally, it could not be compared to the Frost Soul Palm Shui Bing'er now unleashed at the Soul Emperor level.

Shui Yue'er and the others practiced beside her as well, though most of them were merely there to keep Shui Bing'er company.

At that moment, Shui Yue'er heard her sister's words and could not help but worry. "Sister..."

Shui Bing'er rubbed her hair. "All right, all right. I was only checking whether Master had awakened."

Meng Chen's slumber had dealt Shui Bing'er quite a blow. Before, she had still been somewhat like a girl her age. She liked pretty things and enjoyed tasting delicious food in between training.

But after Meng Chen disappeared, Shui Bing'er became a complete training fanatic. Whenever she achieved something, she would stand there talking to herself, then wait in silence, hoping Meng Chen would suddenly awaken.

This left Shui Yue'er and the others deeply worried about Shui Bing'er's mental state.

Just like now, Yu Hairou and Shen Liuyu sat on rocks after tiring themselves out from practice. Watching Shui Bing'er talk to herself before returning tirelessly to training, they could not help exchanging looks.

"Should we... try talking to Sister Bing'er?"

"You want to tear open Sister Bing'er's wounds again? Aren't you afraid she'll be so heartbroken that her Soul Power goes out of control?"

"But if Sister Bing'er doesn't move on soon, I'm afraid she'll become Sister Sick'er. The All-Continent Elite Soul Master Competition is about to begin, and with Sister Bing'er in this mental state..."

Amid Yu Hairou and Shen Liuyu's discussion, Qiu Ruoshui emerged from deeper within the forest and walked over to Shui Bing'er.

"Sister Bing'er..."

Qiu Ruoshui was not good with words and had no idea what to say. She could only sit there uneasily.

Though Shui Bing'er missed Meng Chen dearly, she had not completely lost her senses. Seeing Qiu Ruoshui like this, she understood what she wanted to say.

So she smiled faintly. "Don't worry, I'm fine. I just hope that when Master wakes up, I'll know immediately."

Hearing Shui Bing'er say this, Qiu Ruoshui could only choose to believe her.

Xue Wu and Gu Qingbo stood at the edge of the small forest.

They were older than Qiu Ruoshui and the others, so they naturally understood that their captain was probably lovesick.

This was the sort of thing only time could heal.

Shui Bing'er lowered her head, and her consciousness sank into the Sea of Consciousness.

"Senior Snow Empress..."

Before Shui Bing'er could finish, the Snow Empress answered bluntly, "Not awake."

Shui Bing'er could only smile awkwardly.

Over the past year, Shui Bing'er had often asked the Snow Empress whether Meng Chen had awakened, to the point that the Snow Empress had developed a conditioned reflex.

Shui Bing'er felt embarrassed about constantly bothering the Snow Empress like this, but she could not stop herself from asking.

After all, what if Master woke up, but she did not know? And what if Master did not say anything?

It was not as though that possibility did not exist.

The Snow Empress looked at Shui Bing'er's foolish smile and shook her head. "Girl, don't worry. Your Master will awaken sooner or later. He's someone who can slay gods—how could he be defeated so easily?"

Even after a year had passed, the Snow Empress was still filled with emotion.

Even she, who had endured the Six-Crossing Heavenly Punishment, had never imagined such a feat as slaying a god.

"Mm! I believe in Master!"

From the bottom of her heart, Shui Bing'er smiled brilliantly.