Golden Dragon King, You're an Absolute Genius: The Idea of Reincarnating Di Tian as a Human

"I get it. This so-called help you're offering the soul beasts is really just catching a white wolf with empty hands-getting something for nothing.

"The core of it is still my soul reincarnation, while you take the genes of the myriad soul beast races in your bloodline origin and plant them inside the soul beast reincarnated through an animal's body, where they act as a seed.

"As for exactly how that seed takes root, sprouts, and grows, that's all up to it. You don't have to worry about any of that."

"I've already helped bring him back to life. What else do I need to worry about? Of course I'll just sit back and happily wait for the meat."

Good grief. This Golden Dragon King was rather pure in his wickedness.

His head was filled with nothing but eating his own kin.

But Lin Ming immediately pointed out another problem, the most crucial one:

"Your origin bloodline is only at 3% right now. You're still 7% short of the minimum requirement of 10%.

"So how do you plan to restore your origin bloodline? Even a drop of your purest dragon blood could only restore 3%. As for the remaining 7%, in this age when soul beasts are already extinct...

"Oh, are you planning to devour sea soul beasts? That's actually a pretty good method."

"Not possible."

The Golden Dragon King shook his head.

"Sea soul beasts aren't part of our system. They already existed when we arrived on the Douluo Continent. They don't worship us.

"Sea soul beasts worship the Sea God. Otherwise, I would've gone to the ocean to rule over it long ago."

"That's a thing too? Damn, why didn't you say so sooner? So my entire understanding of Douluo was wrong?"

Sea soul beasts were the original natives of the Douluo Continent. The soul beasts of the Dragon God's lineage were the invaders.

Interesting. What a pity I couldn't trick the Golden Dragon King into slaughtering sea soul beasts en masse and dealing a heavy blow to Tang San's foundations. Still, I could do that myself later.

If you transmigrated into Douluo without opposing Tang San, what was the point of transmigrating?

But if he couldn't devour sea soul beasts to restore his origin bloodline, the Golden Dragon King had even less of a chance.

"Then aren't you screwed?"

"No. I can't beat the Silver Dragon King, so I can't devour her.

"But there are still two descendants of true dragons in the Star Dou Great Forest. One is the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, Beast God Di Tian; the other is the Hell Demon Dragon King, Zi JI.

"Their bloodline origins shine the brightest in my soul's sea of consciousness. As long as I devour either one of them, I can instantly recover to 10%, then launch the Soul Beast Revival Plan and reclaim everything I lost."

Beast God Di Tian? Lin Ming frowned.

"Instead of going after the actual target and recovering all your sealed energy, you're setting your sights on your loyal minister Di Tian? You really do have such backbone."

The Golden Dragon King's expression changed instantly at those words.

Of course he knew what Lin Ming meant. Wasn't he just mocking him for not daring to go after Tang Wulin?

If he hadn't been trying to find his divine core and origin bloodline, why would he have been born in this area?

And how else would he have met Lin Ming by chance?

Ultimately, he had come for his divine core from the very beginning, and he had never given up over all these years.

Although his soul had remained imprisoned inside Lin Ming's Reincarnation Tower, he was still the owner of that divine core, and Tang Wulin was only a few streets away. Naturally, he had the ability to probe.

But once he saw those eighteen God King seals, he was out of options.

In any case, he would definitely reclaim the bloodline inside that brat's body later, and take the divine core as well, but right now, he had no way to do it.

So, faced with Lin Ming's mockery, the Golden Dragon King unusually refrained from talking back and merely said coldly:

"If Di Tian can sacrifice himself for me, that's his honor.

"Besides, I only want to devour all his blood essence and flesh. I never said I wanted his life."

"How is that not taking his life?"

"Of course I'll revive him. Aren't you here?

"That useless Silver Dragon King has found Di Tian so handy to use for tens of thousands of years. He's a decent tool. I couldn't bear to let him die just like that.

"His body can restore my origin bloodline, and his soul can keep working for me. In any case, I'm not taking a loss."

"You're not taking a loss, huh? Holy shit."

Listening to him, Lin Ming really could barely keep it together.

Wasn't Di Tian far too miserable? The Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King were just going to keep running him into the ground like this.

In the Golden Dragon King's hands, he wouldn't even find peace in death.

"So you need to devour all of Beast God Di Tian's blood essence and flesh just to have a chance of recovering to 10%, and then you want me to use the Reincarnation Tower to revive Di Tian's soul so he can keep working for you.

"Beast God Di Tian's cultivation is absolutely heaven-defying. How much energy would that take?"

"Energy? Doesn't he have it on him?

"The energy produced by his soul ring after he dies is absolutely heaven-defying. It'll be enough for reincarnation. In any case, I'm not paying a single cent."

"Fuck. Fucking hell. Golden Dragon King, you're an absolute genius."

Lin Ming had been persuaded by the Golden Dragon King too.

Aside from wanting to watch the show and experience what it felt like to have the continent's strongest combatant bow before him as a subject, then willingly give up his own life, he also had his eye on that 10% cultivation acceleration and the inexhaustible treasure trove.

In truth, Lin Ming had never considered rejecting the Golden Dragon King. He merely wanted the Golden Dragon King to spell everything out himself. He needed to put himself in the driver's seat to gain more say.

This offered him a hundred benefits without a single drawback. There was no way he would refuse.

An ordinary person would have already taken the initiative to discuss their future cooperation with the Golden Dragon King, but Lin Ming was no ordinary person. He could hold back.

He was determined to wait until the Golden Dragon King lowered himself as far as possible. Only then could he gain the greatest say, take charge of everything, and get it all for free.

One soul spirit and one ordinary animal could be turned into a soul beast, and he wouldn't even need to worry about those soul beasts. Di Tian and the others would help raise them, because their desire to revive the Soul Beast Clan was stronger than anyone else's.

And once they were ripe for the picking, that tyrant, the Golden Dragon King, would raise his butcher's blade against his own subjects, while Lin Ming could follow behind and scoop up the benefits.

He would get the benefits and the good reputation, while the Golden Dragon King would play the villain and take all the blame. Naturally, there was no way he would turn down a deal like that.

Oh no, I've become pure as ice and flawless as jade. This isn't a tradition I should be carrying on.

Still, the Golden Dragon King had been right about one thing. Without the two of them, the Soul Beast Clan would still be extinct. It was already quite good of the Golden Dragon King to leave half alive.

Compared with the Silver Dragon King's method of revival, Lin Ming actually favored the Golden Dragon King's approach. Reviving dead soul beasts and allowing their souls to be reborn too-that was true resurrection.

The Golden Dragon King's method created a new set of Soul Beast Groups, ones that belonged to him alone. What connection did they have to the soul beasts that had been wiped out before?

On this matter, he raised both hands and both feet in support of the Golden Dragon King's decision.

Besides, there was plenty of room to maneuver when it came to Di Tian. Why make Di Tian a soul beast?

He could turn Di Tian into a human!

Find a six-year-old child.

He could buy a dying slave who could no longer survive and promise to help him reincarnate into a good family, so he would willingly hand over his body. Then Lin Ming could put Di Tian's soul inside, perfectly transforming him from soul beast to human.

No matter how poor that body's talent was or how broken it was, it wouldn't matter. After Di Tian died, he would leave behind a soul bone with cultivation as high as nine hundred thousand years. If he couldn't even fuse with his own soul bone, what else was there to say?

He might as well jump.

He really wanted to see whether he could create a god.

Di Tian had suffered for tens of thousands of years and was even made into a spaceship later on. Now, this could count as sweetness finally following bitterness. What was wrong with letting him enjoy himself for once?