Make me leave the team? My beast girl and I can win easily.

By the time we returned to the border, it was already dark.

The warship slowly landed on the open ground behind the villa, its kilometer-long hull casting a shadow that covered most of the settlement.

The soldiers at the border looked up at the colossal ship that blotted out the sky, no longer as shocked as they had been the first time—

They've gotten used to it over the past three months.

"Captain Lin Yu is back!"

"I heard he single-handedly repelled the armies of the five tribes!"

"What do you mean, 'alone'? He was clearly with Taotie and Miss Lin Hui."

"It's all the same! They're all Captain Lin Yu's men anyway!"

The soldiers were buzzing with discussion, their eyes filled with admiration.

Lin Yu stepped off the warship, holding Taotie in her arms, followed by Lin Hui and the Titan chieftain—the latter had transformed into a female giant over three meters tall, following closely behind like a moving small mountain.

At the entrance of the villa, five children sat in a row, gazing longingly at the sky.

Upon seeing Lin Yu, they instantly erupted in excitement.

"Father!"

Lin Li was the first to rush over and throw himself into Lin Yu's arms.

Lin Yu bent down and picked him up, and the little guy immediately wrapped his arms around his neck, refusing to let go.

Lin Qi followed behind, her pace neither fast nor slow, but tears were clearly glistening in her deep, vertical pupils.

She stood beside Lin Yu, looking up at him without saying a word, but simply reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Lin Lan ran over with a book in her hands and hugged Lin Yu's leg tightly: "Daddy's back! Lan'er missed you so much!"

Lin Zhen jogged over and gently took Lin Yu's other hand: "Father, Zhen'er made you some tea, it's still warm."

Lin Bei hid behind the door, peeking out half her head, her heterochromatic eyes, one red and one blue, filled with anticipation.

Seeing Lin Yu waving at her, she ran over, threw herself into his arms, and whispered, "Daddy... Bei'er is so scared..."

Lin Yu held Lin Li in one arm, hugged Lin Bei with the other, had Lin Lan hanging on her leg, had her clothes tugged by Lin Qi, and was surrounded by Lin Zhen. She was completely surrounded by the children.

Surrounded by children, a warm smile naturally appeared on his face.

"Father is back, don't be afraid."

Lin Xue walked out of the house, her figure now recovered, and looked at this scene with a slight smile on her lips.

Welcome back.

Lin Yu looked at her, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

"I'm back."

That evening, the family sat down together for dinner.

The Titan chieftain, attending such a family gathering for the first time, appeared unusually reserved.

A man over three meters tall sat in a specially made chair, holding a bowl larger than a washbasin, and carefully ate his meal.

Lin Ya leaned closer and asked curiously, "What's your name?"

The Titan chieftain swallowed his food and said in a deep voice, "The Titans have no names, only titles. My title is 'Summit of the Mountains'."

Lin Ya frowned: "It's too long, it's hard to pronounce. Let me give you a name, how about... Dashan!"

The Titan chieftain, Dashan, blinked and then nodded.

"Okay. Thank you, Lady Lin Ya."

Lin Ya waved her hand: "Don't call me 'sir,' just call me Ya'er."

Da Shan hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Ya'er."

Lin Ya patted her arm with satisfaction—she could only pat her arm, because Da Shan was taller than her even when sitting down.

Lin Yu smiled as she watched this scene, then lowered her head and continued eating.

After dinner, Lin Huan took the children to take a bath. Lin Yu sat on the sofa in the living room, closed her eyes, and felt the changes in her body.

After reaching the realm of demigods, his body underwent a qualitative transformation.

First and foremost is physical fitness.

He used to be very strong, but that strength was based on energy and skill.

Now it's different—his body itself is a divine artifact.

Its skin is tougher than dragon scales, its blood flows with the power of laws, and every heartbeat causes the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

He tried clenching his fist, and fine cracks appeared in the space around his palm.

"Is this the body of a demigod...?" he murmured to himself.

Secondly, there are the rules.

The Law of "Creation"—this is the core ability he mastered after becoming a demigod.

Understand all skills, resolve all skills, and create all skills from the perspective of laws.

It sounds incredible, and it really is incredible.

Of course, there are also limitations.

He is currently only a demigod, and is unable to comprehend, counter, or create the skills unleashed by a true god.

That thin layer of paper is still there.

But he is invincible against beings below the level of demigod.

He opened his eyes, raised his hand, and a pale golden light condensed in his palm.

The light danced in my palm, sometimes transforming into a flower, sometimes into a bird, sometimes into a sword, and sometimes into a book.

Creates all things.

This is his rule.

The Taotie nestled in his arms, tilting its head back to look at the light, its eyes sparkling.

"Master, can this turn into food?"

Lin Yu smiled, flicked her finger, and the light transformed into a candy, which landed in the Taotie's mouth.

The glutton chewed, its eyes shining even brighter.

"Delicious! I'll have another one!"

Lin Yu has changed again.

After finishing its meal, Taotie stared at him longingly.

Lin Yu tapped its head: "That's enough, eating too much will cause cavities."

Taotie scratched its head, looking aggrieved: "I'm a divine beast, I don't get cavities..."

Lin Yu ignored it and continued to sense the changes within her body.

Just then, Lin Huan walked over.

She had just put the children to sleep, a gentle smile on her face. She sat down next to Lin Yu and said softly:

"Master, Huan'er has something to tell you."

Lin Yu looked at her.

Lin Huan drew out a golden light from within her body—it was the power of wishes she had collected through the live stream.

The light was so dense it was almost tangible, radiating a warm aura, and within it, one could vaguely see countless smiling faces.

"Master, Huan'er's live streams over the past three months have garnered over 1.5 billion followers," she said softly. "This is all the collective goodwill we've collected."

As Lin Yu looked at the ball of light, he suddenly felt a slight tremor in the laws within his body.

He subconsciously reached out and touched the ball of willpower.

The power of the will merges into the body, transforming into a warm current that flows into every part of the body.

His ranking began to loosen.

Level 120.

Level 125.

……

Level 149.

When the level stopped at 149, most of the willpower was used up, but there was still a lot left.

Lin Yu opened her eyes, feeling the surging power within her body.

Level 149.

Only one step away from becoming a true god.

But that step is even harder than leveling up from level 1 to level 149.

He looked at the remaining willpower and tried to continue absorbing it, but his level remained unchanged.

A new bottleneck has loomed ahead.

This bottleneck is the most important, because it represents the final hurdle one faces before entering the realm of true godhood.

"What's missing..." he muttered to himself.

Lin Huan said softly, "Master, Huan'er feels that the power of will is still useful. But it doesn't seem to be used for upgrading."

Lin Yu thought for a moment and tried to integrate a wisp of her will into the law.

In that instant, he sensed a strange change.

The rules are still the same, but when applied, they have gained a touch of... warmth.

In the past, when he applied the laws, he would feel a cold, indifferent sensation.

That's the nature of the law itself—the law is ruthless; it's just a set of rules, devoid of emotion and warmth.

The more you use it, the stronger that cold feeling becomes.

Over time, he worried that he would be assimilated by the laws and become a emotionless, purely "rule-based" being.

But now, with the power of will integrated into the laws, that cold feeling has been diluted.

The power of vows contains the emotions of 1.5 billion people—joy, anger, sorrow, love, hate, and passion.

These emotions act like a warm membrane, enveloping the cold laws and preventing them from eroding his humanity.

"I see..." he suddenly realized.

The purpose of willpower is not to raise one's rank, but to preserve humanity.

To enter into the realm of the true God means to possess divinity.

But divinity can erode humanity, turning people into emotionless, rule-bound beings.

Willpower is the "anchor" to resist this kind of erosion.

The more believers there are, the stronger their willpower, the more stable their anchor, and the more likely they are to retain humanity while possessing divinity.

He opened his eyes and looked at Lin Huan.

"Huan'er, thank you."

Lin Huan smiled gently: "Master, there's no need to thank Huan'er. Huan'er is just happy to be able to help you."

Lin Yu took her hand and patted it gently.

Taotie peeked out from his arms, looked at Lin Yu, then at Lin Huan, and muttered softly, "I want to touch it too."

Lin Yu smiled and ruffled its fur.

The news spread throughout the entire border region the next day.

Lin Yu entered the realm of demigods and single-handedly repelled the allied forces of five races.

The news spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the starfield battlefield.

The soldiers on the border looked at Lin Yu with a change from admiration to awe.

Demigod.

That's a legendary existence.

In the entire star field battlefield, apart from the supreme true gods, demigods are the most elite combat force.

Lin Yu was only in her early twenties.

What surprised Lin Yu even more was that the alien races he had subdued reacted more enthusiastically than he had imagined.

The Eagle People were the first to take action.

The clan chief led the entire clan, young and old, in a grand sacrificial ceremony at the temple.

They knelt before Lin Yu's statue, praying devoutly and thanking the king for his blessings.

"Our King is a god! A true god!" The chieftain was so moved that tears streamed down his face. "It is a blessing we Eagle People have accumulated over many lifetimes to be able to serve a true god!"

Other alien races were not to be outdone.

The Thunder Lizard tribe built a small temple next to the mine, and they would pray there every day before starting work.

The Blood Bat Clan carved Lin Yu's portrait all over the cave, and they would kowtow to the portrait every time they finished transporting ore.

Even the Netherworld creatures that Lin Qing had subdued set up a memorial tablet for Lin Yu in the Netherworld.

Thousands of different races have become Lin Yu's followers.

They spontaneously built temples and erected statues to worship Lin Yu.

Some temples are simple, consisting of just a few stones;

Some temples are magnificent, built with the finest stone and wood.

Whether simple or magnificent, every temple was kept spotless, and every statue was wiped clean.

When Lin Yu first stepped into the Eagle People's temple, he was completely stunned.

In the center of the temple stood a three-meter-tall statue. The statue depicted a young man holding a small ball of fluff, with a group of girls standing behind him.

The statue is so lifelike that even the faint smile on his lips is reproduced.

On the altar in front of the statue, various offerings were laid out—fruits, flowers, roasted meat, and even several bottles of human-made wine.

The clan chief knelt before the statue, praying devoutly.

"Great King, thank you for providing us with food, thank you for providing us with houses, thank you for providing us with a peaceful life. We, the Eagle People, will worship you for generations to come and will always be your subjects..."

Lin Yu stood at the door, listening to the prayers, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

The Taotie nestled in his arms and whispered, "Master, they are worshipping you."

Lin Yu nodded.

"How are you feeling?" Taotie asked.

Lin Yu thought for a moment: "That's a bit strange."

But strange as it was, he could sense a peculiar power within those prayers—the divine power of incense.

That power wasn't as concentrated as the power of will, but it was purer.

It originates from every temple, every statue, and every believer's prayer, converging into an invisible torrent that flows into his body.

This divine power of incense made his anchor point of law even more stable.

The chilling feeling I used to experience when applying the laws is now almost imperceptible.

Instead, there is a warm and reassuring feeling.

"I see," he murmured to himself.

To enter the realm of true godhood, one must possess enough "incense and divine power" to retain humanity after acquiring divinity.

He looked down at the devoutly praying foreigners, a complex emotion welling up inside him.

Subduing them was just a casual thing to do.

Unexpectedly, they have now become the key to his breakthrough to true godhood.

"Thank you," he said softly.

Although those alien races couldn't hear him, he still wanted to speak.

A week later, an unexpected guest arrived.

Da Shan, the chieftain of the Titan tribe, led a large group of alien races to the border.

Those alien races were diverse, including all sorts of ethnicities.

There are winged snakes, rock creatures covered in rock, fire creatures living in magma, and sea creatures that can breathe underwater...

Hundreds of races, large and small, followed the Titans in a vast procession that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Da Shan walked at the front, her over three-meter-tall figure standing out in the crowd. She walked up to Lin Yu and knelt down on one knee.

"Master, Dashan is back."

Lin Yu looked at the alien races behind her: "Who are these?"

Dashan raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Master, these are all alien races that have not yet submitted to you on the Starfield Battlefield."

"Dashan talked to them, and they were all willing to be loyal to their master."

She paused, then added, "There were a few that were disobedient, and Dashan talked to them too."

"We negotiated with fists. Now they listen to us."

Lin Yu looked at the alien races—some trembled with fear, some were filled with awe, and some had fanatical eyes.

He smiled.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Da Shan shook his head: "It's not hard work. My master has been kind to me, so I should do things for him."

She hesitated for a moment, then spoke again: "Master, Dashan has a request."

Lin Yu: "Speak."

The mountain lowered its head: "The mountain wants to become stronger. As strong as its master."

"Dashan doesn't want to see his people being bullied anymore, nor does he want to see his master fighting alone."

Lin Yu looked at her and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he raised his hand, and a wisp of pale golden light condensed at his fingertips.

That was a glimmer of understanding of the law of "creation".

He placed that ray of light on the mountain's forehead.

The light entered between his eyebrows, and Da Shan's body trembled violently.

She closed her eyes, feeling that glimmer of enlightenment flowing through her body.

That is the law of power—how to use power, how to understand power, and how to create power.

Although it was only a sliver of understanding, it was enough for Dashan.

She opened her eyes, her eyes slightly red.

"Owner……"

Lin Yu withdrew his hand: "Comprehend it carefully. Given time, you might truly be able to step into the realm of demigods."

Dashan kowtowed heavily.

"Thank you, Master! Dashan will definitely work hard!"

She stood up, turned to look at the alien races, and spoke in a loud voice:

"You've all seen it! The Master is the true God! He has given me the power of enlightenment! As long as you serve faithfully, the Master will not mistreat you!"

The alien races knelt down in unison, their shouts echoing like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing through the sky.

"Great Master! We are willing to pledge our loyalty and serve you forever!"

Lin Yu stood still, looking at the kneeling alien races, feeling the incense and divine power surging into his body.

The anchor point is becoming more and more stable.

That evening, Lin Yu sat on the roof of the villa, gazing at the distant starry sky.

Taotie nestled in his arms, already asleep, emitting soft snores.

Lin Hui climbed up from below and sat down next to him.

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Yu looked at the starry sky and said softly, "I'm thinking about how to step into the realm of true gods."

Lin Hui tilted her head: "What's missing?"

Lin Yu thought for a moment: "We're still missing a catalyst."

He felt the stable anchor point within his body, the immense divine power of the incense offerings, and the bottleneck that stood before him.

He was already standing on the edge of the chasm between demigods and true gods.

All it takes is a trigger to overcome it.

But he still didn't know what that opportunity was.

Lin Hui leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "Master will definitely get through this. Hui'er believes in Master."

Lin Yu smiled and rubbed her dragon horns.

"Um."

He looked down at the villa below—the living room was brightly lit, Lin Xue was wiping her sword, Lin Ya was watching TV, Lin Shan was flipping through a book, Lin Duo was tidying up the coffee table for Lin Huan, Lin Qing was hugging his pillow and resting with his eyes closed, Lin Yue and Lin Su were discussing the formulas for new equipment and new potions, Lin You's phantom image was floating in the air monitoring the network, and Vera was standing quietly in the corner.

The five children were already asleep, and the sound of their even breathing could be heard from the bedroom.

His family, his believers, his anchor.

He took a deep breath and looked up at the starry sky.

He will surely reach the realm of true gods.

Not now, but not too far off either.

Taotie rolled over in his sleep and mumbled, "Master... I want to eat roasted meat..."

Lin Yu smiled.

"Okay, I'll bake it for you tomorrow."

Under the starry sky, a demigod held a divine beast, with a dragon girl sitting beside him, overlooking the myriad lights of the city.

His story continues.