Douluo Continent II: Senior Sister, Please Help Me Cultivate

Chapter 11 Creating Gods? You're merely providing assistance to weak gods.

"In fact, I haven't been of much help to Chen Feng during this time. Chen Feng's strength in soul power, mental power, and physical body is due to his own talent. Isn't that enough to demonstrate his potential?"

"Promise me, okay, Bingbing? Let's join hands to create a new god, and enjoy endless lifespan with Chen Feng!"

At this moment, Chen Feng saw the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm licking wildly again, and directly interrupted it.

Chen Feng was an extremely confident person. In his view, even without Ice Emperor, he could still become a god. The world was vast, and there was more than one Ice Emperor. He could find other ice-attribute soul beasts.

So it's not that I'm begging Ice Emperor to be my second spirit, but rather that Ice Emperor should beg me to give him a chance to latch onto a powerful figure.

Chen Feng hadn't said anything at first, since Tianmeng was enough to persuade Hyotei and tell them grand promises.

Chen Feng is human, and there is an inherent barrier between him and Hyotei. However, Tianmeng is such a sycophant, it's almost as if she's begging Hyotei to become Chen Feng's martial soul.

Chen Feng raised his hand to stop Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, who wanted to continue licking Ice Emperor, and prepared to take the stage himself.

Tenmeng, you're being too much of a simp! You can't win over Hyotei just by licking your boots!

You might give her your essence to help her through her tribulation, and she might even complain that your essence power is too little.

Chen Feng looked directly into Hyotei's yellow eyes, his words displaying a composure beyond his years.

"Hyotei, I am Chen Feng, and I am destined to become a god in the future." Chen Feng's gaze was calm and powerful. Such arrogant words came from his mouth, but there was not a trace of boasting in them.

Chen Feng said, "Ice Emperor, you may think what I'm saying is arrogant, but I have the right to be arrogant. Ice Emperor, would you like to guess how much my innate soul power is?"

Hyotei's yellowish-brown eyes scrutinized Chen Feng, saying, "You should have innate full soul power, right? Could it be that your innate soul power is level nine?"

Chen Feng immediately covered his forehead and laughed. Hearing Chen Feng laugh, Bing Di was puzzled. "What are you laughing at? Do you think your innate soul power can exceed level ten?"

Even Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was curious at this moment, because Tianmeng Ice Silkworm did not know Chen Feng's innate soul power. With the furnace protecting him, he could not see into Chen Feng's past and knew nothing about Chen Feng's past, so naturally he could not know about Chen Feng's innate soul power.

Chen Feng shook his head at the puzzled Ice Emperor and the curious Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, and said in a humorous tone, "You overestimate me. My innate soul power is only level five."

"What?!!"

"How is that possible?!"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Ice Emperor exclaimed in surprise.

Bingdi, seeing Tianmeng Ice Silkworm also exclaiming in surprise, asked in disbelief, "Tianmeng, Chen Feng's innate soul power is only level five??"

Tianmeng awkwardly scratched her head and said, "This... I really didn't know. When I met Chen Feng, his soul power was already level 25."

Chen Feng said, "What? You don't believe me? I have no reason to lie to you. My innate soul power is indeed only level five, but so what if it's level five? How can the shackles of innate soul power restrict me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying sword intent emanated from Chen Feng's body.

This sword intent was filled with domineering and unyielding ambition, determined to rival the heavens. This sword intent moved both the Ice Emperor and the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

His meager natural talent couldn't limit him...

Hyotei's magnificent, jewel-like eyes gazed at the human boy, their hearts filled with awe.

At this moment, Chen Feng exuded an aura of power. The cold wind whipped his black hair wildly, and he declared with confidence and even arrogance, "Ice Emperor, I just want to tell you a fact: even without you, I will still become a god!" "Tianmeng granted me a second ice-attribute martial soul. This second martial soul can be you, or it can be any other ice-attribute soul beast!!"

"Remember, you are not creating a god, but merely assisting a god in his weak period. This is adding flowers to brocade, not providing charcoal in snowy weather."

"Hyotei, tell me your answer in ten minutes."

After speaking, Chen Feng stopped talking, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and calmly awaited Hyotei's decision.

As Chen Feng finished speaking, the atmosphere became somewhat heavy.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said to Ice Emperor, "Bingbing, Chen Feng is a young man, and he spoke a bit impulsively, but Chen Feng's talent and ability are absolutely..."

Hyotei retorted directly, "Shut up, Tenmu. You don't need to speak; I'll make my own judgment!"

The sycophantic Tianmeng Bingcan immediately fell silent.

Hyotei fell into deep thought, his large, beautiful, sapphire-like eyes flickering, foreshadowing the turmoil in his heart.

The Hyotei family knows their own situation; she is not far from the great calamity of 400,000 years... In less than a hundred years, when the heavenly calamity falls, she will be reduced to ashes.

Hyotei murmured to himself, "I only have one hundred years left..."

Fear of death is the nature of intelligent life. Hyotei feared death. Hyotei thought to himself, "Although this brat in front of me is arrogant, his talent and ability are indeed amazing. With the help of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, his probability of becoming a god is very high."

"If I were to join him, he would possess two martial souls, greatly increasing his chances of becoming a god..."

Moreover, Ice Emperor calculated that even if he failed to become a god... becoming a Limit Douluo would still be a simple matter for him.

Limit Douluo have a lifespan of three to five hundred years. With Chen Feng's talent, even if he doesn't become a god, his strength will be greater than that of a Limit Douluo, and his lifespan will be even longer. Following him, at the very least, we can see another five hundred years of the world...

Ten minutes later, Chen Feng opened his eyes and said to Hyotei, "Hyotei, tell me your choice."

Hyotei's beautiful eyes shone brightly as she looked up at Chen Feng, who remained calm and seemingly indifferent to her choice.

She admitted that she was impressed by Chen Feng's talent, but... but this brat actually... actually agreed to this, the Three Kings of the Far North, so rudely... how embarrassing!

In particular, Chen Feng's mastery of mental strength is terrifying to the point of being unbelievable. Hyotei knows that if one wants to walk the path to godhood, mental strength is a more terrifying constraint than soul strength.

Even the snowfall in the far north seemed to have subsided somewhat because of this. The Ice Emperor looked at the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm and angrily rebuked:

"You've lived a million years in vain, and you're still not as good as a young boy, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, you piece of trash."

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said, "Bingbing, you've finally figured it out. If Chen Feng didn't have such talent, how could he have become our master?"

Hyotei's fingers clasped together, creating a sound as they collided: "Shut up! I acknowledge Chen Feng, not trash like you."

Seeing that Hyotei had made a decision, Chen Feng stood up and said to Hyotei, "Hyotei, welcome to the team. From today onwards, we are all in the same boat."

The protagonist's greatest asset is the furnace; both Tianmeng and Bingdi only accelerate the protagonist's growth.

(End of this chapter)