God-Making

"Human, do you know what you're saying?"

The Sky Azure Bull Python stopped his serpentine body, his enormous bull's head facing Qian Daoliu.

"I do. Soul beasts live far longer than we humans do, but she chose the human path of cultivation."

"Even if she can cultivate to level 99, how long can you live without reaching godhood? What will Xiao Wu do afterward?"

Qian Daoliu paused, then continued:

"Even if Xiao Wu cultivates enough to survive the hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation, will you still be beside her when the next one comes?"

"Brat, she still has us. We'll always be beside Sister Xiao Wu."

The Sky Azure Bull Python cut Qian Daoliu off.

Qian Daoliu shook his head and said,

"You certainly will, but why did Xiao Wu's mother choose to take human form and cultivate anew?"

"Da Ming, Er Ming, soul beasts like you with extraordinary bloodlines would rather challenge the limits of your lifespans than start over as humans, wouldn't you?"

"Soul beasts are like humans-we all cultivate to grow stronger. Yet over these tens of thousands of years, only my ancestor, the Angel God, and the Sea God have created divine seats through their own efforts and ascended."

"No soul beast has ever become a god, has one?"

Becoming a god in that era was extraordinarily difficult.

"Human, you're a descendant of that Angel?"

Xiao Wu’s Mother spoke.

"Yes."

Qian Daoliu nodded, then continued,

"Da Ming, Er Ming, your bloodlines are far superior to Xiao Wu's, so your cultivation will surpass hers."

"But what if you or Xiao Wu fail to survive a heavenly tribulation?"

Da Ming and Er Ming fell silent. Barring any accidents, they could cultivate to the level of several hundred thousand years.

But what about Xiao Wu?

Qian Daoliu looked at the silent soul beasts and continued,

"To tell you the truth, there are legacies left behind by certain gods in the human world, but obtaining them is very difficult."

"However, after meeting you, I thought of a method. Although the chances of becoming a god are still slim, it's worth trying."

Qian Daoliu stopped without saying any more.

For others, becoming a god was very difficult-or rather, they had no chance at all.

But Qian Daoliu knew that his disciple, Bibi Dong, would become the Rakshasa God in the future.

And now that the Chaos Bell had become his second martial soul, becoming a god himself would not be particularly difficult.

The method was actually very simple: use the approach the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm would take with Huo "Cheat" ten thousand years later.

The God-Making Plan!

Meanwhile,

Everyone present who heard Qian Daoliu's words was stunned, whether it was the soul beasts or Golden Crocodile and the others.

Even the slightest chance of becoming a god could drive people mad.

"Here on the continent, there's no denying that conflict between humans and soul beasts is inevitable, but humans remain the race with the greatest potential."

"Although our lifespans can't compare to those of soul beasts, in just a few decades, we can catch up to tens of thousands of years of a soul beast's cultivation."

As Qian Daoliu spoke, he released his angel martial soul.

An Angel Phantom appeared behind him, and eight black soul rings and one red soul ring emerged around him.

Er Ming had already seen Qian Daoliu's soul rings and felt nothing in particular, but Da Ming, Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu’s Mother had not.

"Human, you carry the aura of a god."

Da Ming had the highest cultivation of all the soul beasts present. After carefully sensing Qian Daoliu, he discovered a sacred aura emanating from him.

It felt the same as the aura of that great being he had once seen beneath the Lake of Life, only far weaker on the human before him.

"Allow me to introduce myself again. I am Qian Daoliu, the current Great Enshrined of Spirit Hall. My cultivation is level 99, and I am the current Angel God's guardian on the continent."

"What?!"

Da Ming and the others froze. Level 99-this human already stood at the pinnacle of the world.

No wonder he wasn't afraid of hundred-thousand-year soul beasts.

"Human, you possess great strength. No wonder you aren't afraid of me."

Da Ming spoke.

"Tell us your method."

Seeing Qian Daoliu's strength, Xiao Wu’s Mother began to waver.

She wasn't as powerful as Da Ming and Er Ming. Otherwise, she would not have chosen to start over as a human when faced with the hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation.

"The method is simple: sacrifice."

Qian Daoliu spoke without any change in his expression.

"What?! Human, are you courting death?"

Er Ming pounded his chest and roared at Qian Daoliu.

"As far as I know, when a soul beast voluntarily sacrifices themselves to a soul master, their soul is preserved intact."

Qian Daoliu looked at Xiao Wu’s Mother as he spoke.

"That's correct."

Xiao Wu’s Mother nodded.

"My method is to make a god."

"Find a soul master with exceptional talent and good character, and have a soul beast sacrifice themselves."

"That way, the soul beast becomes part of the soul master, and the soul ring they transform into carries their soul."

"Once that soul master becomes a god, they can use divine power to resurrect the soul beast."

Recalling what the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm would tell the Ice Empress ten thousand years later, Qian Daoliu addressed the hundred-thousand-year soul beasts before him.

Qian Daoliu had also considered whether Da Ming and Er Ming might be tempted, but the chances were slim.

After all, with their bloodlines, as long as events did not follow the original storyline, they could continue living in the Star Dou Great Forest.

But Xiao Wu and her mother could not.

As he had said earlier, Da Ming and Er Ming could not shelter them forever.

"Human, what you say makes sense. But how can a soul beast trust a human?"

"You're right. That's why the soul master and the soul beast can swear an oath before heaven and earth. That way, they can establish a basic level of trust."

Qian Daoliu spoke after thinking it over. He wasn't some god of contracts; creating a contract was beyond him.

But a soul master could swear upon their martial soul. Both parties could swear before heaven and earth and gamble on that single thread of hope.

The Douluo Continent had rules, after all. Oaths sworn before heaven and earth would be recorded.

After hearing this, Da Ming and Er Ming shifted their enormous bodies slightly. Standing atop Da Ming's head, Xiao Wu’s Mother knitted her brows tightly.

"Can such an oath truly bind a human? What happens if a soul master breaks it?"

Qian Daoliu's expression was resolute.

"If a soul master breaks the oath, their martial soul will be damaged, their cultivation will regress, and heaven and earth will spurn them. If a soul beast breaks it, they will also suffer a backlash from heaven and earth. That way, both sides will have something to fear."

Da Ming spoke in his bull-python voice:

"The method sounds all right, but putting it into practice is easier said than done."

Qian Daoliu nodded. "I understand. It will take time and sincerity from both sides, but for the sake of becoming a god and securing a better future, it's worth a try."

Xiao Wu’s Mother said helplessly, "Just finding a soul master with exceptional talent won't be easy."

"True, but fortunately, there's already one among us."

As Qian Daoliu spoke, he released his Chaos Bell martial soul and directed its escaping aura toward Da Ming and the others.

A powerful aura spread around Qian Daoliu, with a faint cry sounding within it.

Da Ming, Er Ming, and the others had a much harder time of it. The moment the Chaos Bell appeared, they heard that cry.