"Hmph, then I'll tell Sister Life Goddess about this." Xiao Wu spoke angrily.
Destruction God ignored Xiao Wu's threat and instead asked, "Say, Xiao Wu, your original form should have been a Soft Bone Rabbit, right?"
"Yes, so what!" Xiao Wu said indignantly. She thought Destruction God was going to use her status as a soul beast to claim she was unworthy of becoming a god.
But Destruction God directly unfurled a strand of divine sense, displaying his observations of a Soft Bone Rabbit over the span of one day in the God Realm, equivalent to one year in the lower realm.
Over that year, the Soft Bone Rabbit had mated five times, produced three to five litters, and coupled with six male rabbits in total.
Xiao Wu's expression changed as a primitive, ancient memory surged into her mind. It was an unbearable period of time for Xiao Wu.
"Y-you, what are you trying to say?" Xiao Wu stammered.
"You are a Soft Bone Rabbit, aren't you? For soul beasts with powerful bloodlines, cultivation generally does not correspond to years lived. They might cultivate several decades or even a hundred years' worth of power in a single year. But the Soft Bone Rabbit is a soul beast with an extremely lowly bloodline. Its cultivation can only accumulate over time like a tree's growth rings. For you to become a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, before you took human form, you must have been at least eighty or ninety thousand years old in the lower realm—perhaps even a hundred thousand years... Over those hundred thousand years, how many male rabbits did you mate with?" Destruction God asked.
Xiao Wu hurriedly defended herself. "I... We Soft Bone Rabbits gain clear self-awareness after fifty thousand years. Only then did Xiao Wu truly become Xiao Wu.