The freezing gales of the Frostfall Province howled relentlessly against the jagged, ice-capped peaks of the northern mountain ranges, yet deep within the heart of the highest summit, an absolute, suffocating silence reigned. The expansive, cavernous interior had been completely sealed away from the harsh elements by a series of profound, overlapping spirit formations. In the very center of this isolated sanctuary, Zhang Tian sat cross-legged upon a smooth, polished slab of glacial ice.
Four long, grueling months had passed since he had first retreated into this mountainous isolation. For one hundred and twenty uninterrupted days, the Lord of the North had entirely divorced his mind from the bloody politics of the mortal realm, plunging his consciousness into the deepest, most esoteric mysteries of the universe.
Surrounding him in a perfect, flawless circle were seven physical duplicates. These were his Blood Silver Mirage Clones, generated by the profound power of his sixth spirit ring. Each clone sat in a state of deep, hyper-accelerated meditative processing, their spiritual seas linked directly to the main body. They had spent these four months performing trillions of microscopic, theoretical calculations, actively helping him speed up the complex, highly dangerous process of understanding and enhancing his comprehension of the Death Attribute.
Hovering gently above Zhang Tian's open palms was a small, writhing cluster of pale violet energy laced with pulsing, pitch-black veins. This was the raw Spirit Origin he had violently extracted from Tang San's thigh using his Blood Silver God spirit during the final, chaotic moments of the war at Seven Treasure City.
Zhang Tian's icy blue eyes were currently closed, but his mind was an ocean of brilliant, blazing intellect.
Over the past four months, he had completely dismantled the structural laws governing Tang San's Death Attribute. The findings had profoundly fascinated him. It was a concept of death that was fundamentally, philosophically very different from his own.
Zhang Tian's own, inherent understanding of the Death Laws was intrinsically tethered to his absolute Life Attribute. To him, death had always been the natural, inevitable cessation of vitality. It was the twilight following the sun, the quiet, passive void created when he actively utilized his Blood Silver Domain to forcefully extract the ambient life energy from an organism. His death was a consequence of absence.
However, Tang San's Death Attribute—forged in the bloody, unholy crucible of the Slaughter City, nurtured by pure killing intent, and forcefully catalyzed by the venom of a ninety-thousand-year-old Death Demon Spider King—was an entirely different beast. It was deeply, inherently linked with the Poison Attribute, creating a highly invasive, parasitic nature. Tang San's death was not a passive void; it was an aggressive, predatory termination. It did not wait patiently for life to fade; it actively invaded, corrupted, and slaughtered. It possessed a much more powerful, vicious, and deeper understanding of the destructive, ending phases of the Death Laws compared to Zhang Tian's own understanding.
By meticulously analyzing this predatory, poisonous death, Zhang Tian experienced a profound, theoretical epiphany.
'If I isolate this aggressive, invasive aspect of the Death Laws and seamlessly link it with my other elemental attributes,' Zhang Tian pondered, his mental force rippling with excitement, 'the resulting fusions would defy the very foundation of worldly logic.'
The possibilities were genuinely limitless, but to achieve these god-like elemental fusions, he first needed a flawless, absolute foundation.
Using this newly acquired, predatory Death Attribute from Tang San's spirit as a blueprint, and carefully, perfectly combining it with his own profound, passive comprehension of Death linked to the Life Attribute, Zhang Tian was finally ready. He intended to use this complete, unified mastery of the Death Laws to self-condense his Eighth Spirit Ring.
Over the past four months, the immense, continuous pressure of his meditations had naturally pushed his cultivation past the ultimate bottleneck. He was no longer a Level 79 Spirit Saint. His internal spirit power had surged, officially reaching the Level 80 threshold.
"Return," Zhang Tian commanded softly, his voice echoing in the cavern.
The seven Blood Silver Mirage Clones instantly dissolved into streaks of crimson light, rushing back into his main body, returning their processed insights and massive mental fatigue. Zhang Tian took a slow, deep breath, his chest expanding as he centered his spirit.
He activated his Blood Silver God Tree spirit. A massive, ethereal phantom of the crimson and silver tree bloomed behind his back, its roots sinking deep into the glacial ice.
He didn't seek out a hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beast to slaughter. He raised his hands toward the ceiling of the cavern and extended his vast, terrifying mental force outward, piercing through the mountain rock and reaching directly into the fundamental atmosphere of the Douluo Continent.
"Condense," Zhang Tian declared, his will bending the heavens.
He actively used his flawless, unified understanding of the Death Attribute to violently stir the natural laws. Across the surrounding mountain ranges, the ambient, lingering death aura of fallen beasts, decaying foliage, and the natural cycle of mortality was suddenly, forcefully drawn toward the peak. A massive, swirling vortex of pure, unadulterated pitch-black energy gathered above the cavern, funneling downward like a terrifying, dark tornado.
The pure Death Attribute from the Heaven and Earth poured directly into the writhing violet origin hovering above his palms. Zhang Tian utilized his absolute control to compress, purify, and shape this staggering volume of worldly energy. The violent, chaotic black mist began to solidify, turning into a solid, perfect circle.
The agonizing process took hours. His meridians burned with the chilling, necrotic frost of the death energy, but his robust Life Spirit Core continuously healed the internal damage, allowing him to endure the impossible strain.
Finally, a resonant, bone-chilling hum echoed through the cavern.
Floating gracefully down to settle around his waist was his newly forged Eighth Spirit Ring. It was a ring of pure, absolute pitch-black, so incredibly dark that it seemed to consume the light around it, bordered by a very thin, almost imperceptible rim of deep, blood-red indicating its supreme, near-hundred-thousand-year quality.
Zhang Tian opened his icy blue eyes, a profound, chilling light flashing within them. He felt the foundational origin of his Blood Silver God Tree spirit advance significantly, absorbing the heavy, majestic weight of the pure Death Attribute.
He immediately inspected the ability born from his self-condensation.
It was perfectly aligned with his desires. It was not a simple, brute-force attack. It was an ability of absolute, sovereign control.
'Eighth Spirit Ring Ability: Sovereign Edict of the Abyss,' Zhang Tian analyzed, feeling the knowledge imprint onto his spiritual sea. 'It grants me absolute, undeniable dominion over the Death Attribute within a massive radius. With a single thought, I can command any existing death aura or necrotic energy to instantly disperse, reverse its flow to heal, or forcefully weaponize it without needing to launch a physical attack. Furthermore, it renders my physical body and spiritual sea absolutely, conceptually immune to any domain or ability rooted in the Death Laws.'
It was the ultimate countermeasure, and the perfect foundation for his future elemental fusions.
Having successfully emerged from his grueling cultivation, Zhang Tian stood up, stretching his limbs. The sheer, physical strength coursing through his veins as a Level 80 Spirit Douluo was staggering.
Before leaving the sanctuary, he had one final, deeply important matter to address. He closed his eyes and deliberately infused a highly concentrated stream of his mental force to stir up the profound, emerald Seed of Life resting dormant within his spiritual sea.
He initiated the divine communication, reaching out to the Goddess of Life.
The response was almost instantaneous. A warm, incredibly gentle, and majestic emerald light flooded his consciousness, soothing the lingering chill of the Death Attribute he had just condensed.
"You have awakened, child," the melodious, deeply motherly voice of the Goddess of Life whispered within his mind.
"I have, Senior," Zhang Tian replied respectfully, his mental projection bowing slightly. "I apologize for troubling you, but I wished to inquire about the aftermath of our previous encounter. What is the God Realm's official decision regarding the blatant transgressions of the Asura God?"
A soft, musical sigh echoed in his mind.
"You need not worry about his heavy hand striking the mortal realm any longer, child," the divine sense of the Goddess of Life informed him smoothly. "From that moment onwards, my husband, the God of Destruction, and I have formally and severely warned the Asura God. We bound him with a strict decree. He will absolutely not use his pure divine energy to assist any human in combat, not even his chosen High Priest, outside of the automated, strict parameters of providing authorized rewards for completing his God Trials. His ability to directly interfere in your fate has been entirely severed."
Zhang Tian listened carefully, a small, knowing smile touching his lips. He seemed to be perfectly satisfied with her words.
After all, Zhang Tian was a deeply pragmatic, calculating individual. It wasn't as though he had harbored any naive, foolishly unrealistic expectations that the Goddess of Life and the God of Destruction would completely tear all face, shatter the divine balance, and just directly fight a bloody war against the Asura God over a single mortal skirmish. The politics of gods were as complex as the politics of men. Binding the Asura God's hands and removing his ability to cheat was a massive, monumental victory in itself.
"Your swift intervention saved my plans from unnecessary complications. You have my deepest gratitude for your invaluable assistance, Senior," Zhang Tian thanked her sincerely.
"Grow strong, child…The path you are walking will result in great results," the Goddess of Life replied affectionately, before her gentle presence slowly faded, retreating back into the dormant safety of the Seed of Life.
Zhang Tian ended their conversation, opening his eyes to the cold cavern. He then began thinking deeply about the current, broader geopolitical scenario of the Douluo Continent.
Through his profound, continent-spanning connection with the various, countless plants and hidden Blood Silver Grass nodes spread across the land, his intelligence network was absolute. He already knew the exact status of his enemies.
He knew that down in the Star Luo Empire, Tang San, Tang Hao, and Tang Xiao had already successfully healed from their devastating, near-fatal injuries. The medicinal prowess of Tang San was indeed commendable. And moreover, the plant network whispering along the southern coasts had informed him that Tang Chen had secretly taken Tang San out to the vast, turbulent ocean. The Limit Douluo was currently helping his great-grandson frantically hunt and slaughter a massive, unprecedented number of Sea Spirit Beasts to harvest their passing auras and rapidly strengthen his diminished Death Attribute.
Zhang Tian chuckled darkly, pacing the icy floor.
'The board is shifting exactly as anticipated,' Zhang Tian thought, his mind piecing together the timeline. 'I know that the designated time is rapidly approaching for Tang San to reach the legendary Sea God Island and attempt to accept the Sea God's divine legacy. And knowing the stubborn, manipulative nature of the Asura God... I am entirely, absolutely sure that Tang San will successfully activate the supreme Sea God Nine Trials.'
He reasoned through the divine politics. 'Even if Tang San's physical body and overall potential have been severely damaged by my extraction, and he currently doesn't possess the same flawless, boundless potential as he was originally destined to have, the Asura God will definitely not sit idle. Asura is restricted from directly helping the boy in combat, but he is not restricted from political bartering in the God Realm. The Asura God will undoubtedly make a heavy, under-the-table deal with the Sea God to secure his successor's path. He will ensure that Tang San activates the Sea God Nine Trials, forcing the Sea God to use his own vast divine energy to artificially repair and strengthen Tang San's potential significantly during the initial blessings.'
Zhang Tian felt a cold, anticipatory thrill run down his spine. It was finally time to escalate the divine arms race.
With a burst of spirit power, Zhang Tian shattered the ice sealing the cavern and soared into the sky, returning swiftly to the warm, opulent halls of his mansion in Crimson Zenith City.
Upon his arrival, he immediately sought out Qian Renxue.
He found the Seraphim heiress in one of the private, sunlit training courtyards, practicing her intricate sword forms. When she saw him, her golden eyes lit up with profound joy. She dropped her training blade and practically threw herself into his arms, burying her face in his neck and breathing in his crisp, cold scent.
"You have returned," Qian Renxue whispered, her heart fluttering against his chest. "You feel... different. Deeper."
"I have broken through the threshold, Xue'er," Zhang Tian smiled, wrapping his strong arms securely around her slender waist. He leaned down, capturing her soft lips in a deep, highly passionate kiss that left her breathless and clinging to his shoulders.
When they finally parted, Zhang Tian's expression turned remarkably serious.
"Xue'er," Zhang Tian spoke, his voice carrying the heavy, undeniable weight of destiny. "The time of waiting has passed. The enemy is moving to claim the authority of the oceans. I need you to go over to the Spirit City immediately. You must formally enter the Elder Hall and officially accept the Angel God's God Trials."
Qian Renxue's breath hitched. She looked up into his icy blue eyes, a sudden, heavy reluctance pulling at her heart. She had spent the last few years living in relative peace, wrapped in his love, training under his brilliant guidance, and experiencing the joys of a true family. The thought of leaving his warm bed and the safety of this city to endure the agonizing, solitary isolation of divine trials filled her with a deep, aching sadness.
"Must I leave now?" Qian Renxue asked softly, her hands tracing the lapels of his aristocratic robes. "Can we not simply crush them with our current strength? I do not want to be apart from you."
"You know we cannot leave divine variables to chance, my beautiful angel," Zhang Tian replied gently, stroking her golden blonde hair. "Tang San is moving to claim godhood. We must match his ascension. With your current, terrifying strength, your purified bloodline, and the flawless potential you have cultivated here with me, you should be able to pass the Angel God's trials in just a few short years easily."
Qian Renxue bit her lower lip. She knew he was entirely right. Since Zhang Tian, a man who always planned ten steps ahead, was explicitly telling her it was time to become a god, it meant that the overarching continental situation was growing very critical.
"I understand," Qian Renxue nodded, her golden eyes firming with newfound, unyielding resolve. "I will not fail you. I will become the Angel God for you."
She was still somewhat deeply reluctant to leave him, but she decided to embrace her duty. Before she departed to pack her belongings, she pulled him down by the collar of his robes. She kissed his lips fiercely, pouring all her devotion, her longing, and her fiery passion into the exchange. They stood in the courtyard kissing for a long, breathless time, tongues tangled and hands roaming, burning the memory of his touch into her soul to sustain her through the coming trials.
Once she finally, reluctantly tore herself away and left to make her travel arrangements, Zhang Tian retreated to his private study to handle the secondary phase of this divine strategy.
He sat down in his high-backed leather chair, closing his eyes and projecting a highly concentrated, sharp sliver of his mental force outward. He bypassed the physical distance entirely, reaching out to seamlessly communicate with the malicious, dark divine sense of the Rakshasa God currently residing deep within Bibi Dong's hidden Sea of Consciousness.
The connection established instantly, filled with the scent of rotting orchids and dark amusement.
"You call upon me again, little monster," the Rakshasa God's voice echoed in his mind, dripping with wicked arrogance. "What schemes are you weaving now?"
"A necessary precaution," Zhang Tian replied smoothly, his mental projection standing firm. "I am sending Qian Renxue to initiate the Angel God's legacy trials. I formally request that you keep a very close, active eye over the progress of the Angel God's God Trials. You must utilize your divine senses to ensure that the Asura God, or his newly allied pawn, the Sea God, cannot covertly interfere or mess up her God Trials to stunt her growth."
The Rakshasa God let out a shrill, highly entertained cackle. The prospect of frustrating the Asura God brought her endless, sadistic joy.
"Oh, you have my word on that, boy," the Rakshasa God assured him eagerly. "I will keep a very keen eye out regarding this matter. If it is that pompous, washed-up Sea God who dares to attempt any subtle manipulation, I will directly deal with it myself and rot his divine intent. And if it is that hypocritical bastard Asura God who is foolishly trying to mess with things again... I will immediately, loudly request support from the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life. Those two Godkings would absolutely not let Asura or even the Sea God illegally control or mess with the sacred integrity of the Angel God's God Trials, especially since the original Angel God has long since fallen and cannot defend her own legacy."
"Perfect," Zhang Tian stated, entirely satisfied with her wicked, reliable words. He severed the mental connection, opening his eyes to the quiet study.
The divine chessboard was secure. It was time to focus on the earthly beasts.
Zhang Tian stood up and walked briskly toward the luxurious, sprawling residential wing of his mansion. He was going to meet up with Jin Xi.
The bubbly, golden-haired Auspicious Emperor Beast had been cultivating diligently in the specialized, energy-rich gardens he had constructed for her. By utilizing the dense, flawless environment, she had officially reached the absolute peak of the Quasi-Spirit Emperor realm, standing exactly at the Level 60 bottleneck. She had been eagerly, impatiently waiting for his return, as she desperately wanted to finally condense her Sixth Spirit Ring using Zhang Tian's profound life energy and her own pure, foundational origin of the Golden Dragon spirit.
Zhang Tian found her sitting cross-legged on a bed of soft, luminous moss in her private chamber. She was wearing a rather form-fitting, elegant yellow dress that did absolutely nothing to hide the breathtaking, gravity-defying curves of her voluptuous body.
When she heard him enter, her beautiful, innocent face lit up with a brilliant, wide smile.
"You're back!" Jin Xi cheered, bouncing up to her feet.
"I am," Zhang Tian smiled warmly, walking over to her. "And I hear you are ready to break through."
Jin Xi nodded enthusiastically, her massive breasts bouncing heavily with the motion. "I am! My spirit power feels like it's going to burst! I need your help, Zhang Tian."
"Sit back down," Zhang Tian instructed gently, guiding her back onto the moss. "Focus your mind. Draw upon the deepest origin of your bloodline."
Jin Xi closed her eyes, her breathing slowing as her aura flared with a brilliant, overwhelming golden light. The majestic phantom of the Golden Dragon materialized behind her, radiating a supreme, ancient draconic majesty.
Zhang Tian sat cross-legged behind her. He placed his large, warm hands firmly against her slender back. He unleashed a massive, steady torrent of his purest Life Energy directly into her meridians. The profound vitality acted as a perfect, flawless catalyst, seamlessly merging with Jin Xi's own Golden Dragon origin to bypass the need for a hunted spirit ring.
The condensation process was arduous. It took a few grueling hours for her to perfectly shape and stabilize the immense energy. Sweat beaded on Jin Xi's forehead, her body trembling under the strain, but Zhang Tian's constant, soothing support kept her foundation from fracturing.
Finally, a deep, resonant draconic roar echoed through the chamber.
Hovering gracefully around Jin Xi's waist was her newly condensed Sixth Spirit Ring. It was a pitch-black spirit ring, pulsing with a dense, terrifyingly heavy aura, meaning it currently possessed the raw, physical power and structural density of a spirit beast of more than seventy thousand years of age.
"I did it!" Jin Xi gasped, opening her eyes.
She felt the new ability imprint onto her mind. It was a phenomenally strong, perfectly suited skill born directly from her Golden Dragon bloodline. It was the 'Golden Dragon's Adamantine Tremor'—a terrifying, localized area-of-effect ability that allowed her to stomp the ground, unleashing a massive shockwave of pure, golden physical force that could shatter mountains and instantly suppress the physical attributes of any enemy caught within the radius by a staggering fifty percent. It flawlessly fit the brutal, close-quarters combat style of her Golden Dragon spirit.
Right after condensing her spirit ring and confirming her new strength, Jin Xi didn't bother maintaining her dignified meditative posture. She spun around, her face flushed with pure, innocent joy, and threw herself directly into Zhang Tian's arms, hugging him fiercely.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Jin Xi babbled happily, pressing her soft cheek against his chest.
Zhang Tian chuckled, catching her easily. However, with a beauty of this caliber pressing against him, Zhang Tian's hands were certainly not honest.
As she hugged him, he immediately wrapped his arms around her, his large hands dropping to aggressively, firmly squeeze her incredibly curvy, plush buttocks through the fabric of her yellow dress. She possessed an exceptional, breathtaking beauty which made her truly the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes upon. Her form was entirely curvaceous, boasting massive, heavy breasts that were currently crushing delightfully against his chest, yet she maintained such an impossibly slender waist. She really was so incredibly beautiful and perfectly proportioned that he simply couldn't control himself from enjoying her body thoroughly.
"You have done exceptionally well, Jin Xi," Zhang Tian praised her, his voice dropping to a dark, husky register.
He didn't stop there. While holding her, his hands roamed upward, boldly and aggressively fondling her large breasts, kneading the soft, bountiful flesh with a firm, demanding rhythm. Jin Xi gasped softly, her cheeks turning a brilliant shade of crimson, but she didn't pull away. Due to her unique personality as a transformed spirit beast—being incredibly innocent, pure, somewhat naive, yet highly playful and deeply devoted to him as the Auspicious Emperor Beast—she simply leaned into his touch, letting out tiny, soft moans of pleasure as he played with her.
He leaned down, burying his face in her neck, romantically kissing and gently biting the soft, milky skin of her collarbone. He was shamelessly enjoying her body with his hands and even his mouth at all times, even when simultaneously conversing with her or thinking deeply about serious matters.
"Master..." Jin Xi whimpered playfully, her hands tangling in his red hair as he sucked a bright red mark onto her neck. "You're distracting me."
"You are the one who jumped into my lap," Zhang Tian teased, his thumb expertly flicking her stiffening nipple through her dress.
As he continued to casually, aggressively grope and kiss her, Zhang Tian's mind was simultaneously analyzing the profound changes in her aura. After condensing the black spirit ring, Jin Xi's Golden Dragon spirit's foundational origin had become rather remarkably strong.
But Zhang Tian was thinking to himself, observing the subtle shifts in her energy. He was deeply curious if Jin Xi's spirit could actually, successfully evolve to the supreme, legendary level of the true Golden Dragon King.
But looking closely at her spirit currently, as the golden phantom hovered behind her... Zhang Tian noticed a distinct, undeniable discrepancy. It was more so actively evolving into the heavy, grounded lineage of the Mountain Dragon King bloodline rather than the pure, absolute physical supremacy of the Golden Dragon King. He possessed a terrifyingly sharp perception, and he clearly sensed a very faint, deeply buried amount of the Earth Attribute hiding within Jin Xi's Golden Dragon spirit. Although this specific Earth Attribute hadn't fully manifested or visibly appeared in her attacks yet, his calculations deduced that it would undoubtedly, forcefully appear soon after she condensed her Seventh Spirit Ring and unlocked her Martial Spirit Avatar.
Zhang Tian pulled back slightly, though he kept one hand firmly massaging her massive breast, and voiced out his analytical concerns.
"Jin Xi," Zhang Tian began, his tone turning serious despite the erotic context. "Your evolution is remarkable, but I sense a flaw in the purity of your bloodline. I detect the presence of the Earth Attribute buried deep within your origin. It feels as though you are evolving toward the Mountain Dragon King, rather than the true, absolute Golden Dragon King."
Jin Xi blinked, her innocent eyes wide, completely unbothered by his hand kneading her chest. She let out a soft, thoughtful hum.
"Oh, that," Jin Xi explained to Zhang Tian, her voice light and casual. "That is actually completely normal. According to the ancient histories Di Tian taught me, there is absolutely no such thing as a 'pure' Golden Dragon inherently inherited directly from the Golden Dragon King in the mortal realm. Because the true Golden Dragon King was the absolute, literal Physical Half of the original Dragon God. The Golden Dragon bloodline that currently exists within all Dragon Type Spirit Beasts in our world actually originated directly from the Mountain Dragon King. The Mountain Dragon King was the specific dragon who had originally inherited the raw, bloodline physical body of the Dragon God. So, although my bloodline is technically not as pure or absolute as the original Golden Dragon King, it can still be widely considered a lower form of the Golden Dragon King as the Golden Dragon."
Zhang Tian listened intently, his brilliant mind processing this massive, esoteric lore drop while his fingers continued to rhythmically tease her nipple. He understood her words perfectly.
"I see," Zhang Tian murmured, his icy blue eyes narrowing thoughtfully. He looked into her eyes and asked her a profound, theoretical question. "From what I have gathered from the oldest legends, the original Dragon God actively absorbed the raw, blazing power of the sun to endlessly strengthen his invincible physical body, and he absorbed the serene power of the moon to infinitely strengthen his divine mental force. Does that mean... if you can somehow actively, safely absorb the pure, concentrated power of the sun, you can forcefully evolve your current Golden Dragon bloodline—which already shares the fundamental origin from the Dragon God itself through the Mountain Dragon King—into the true, pure Golden Dragon King?"
He gently squeezed her waist, outlining the requirement. "Though, to achieve that pure supremacy, we would absolutely need to artificially strip away and purge that lingering Earth Attribute from your soul to make it a pure bloodline."
Jin Xi tilted her head, her golden hair cascading over her shoulders. She didn't know much about the deep, theoretical mechanics of bloodline manipulation, and she honestly wasn't sure if this crazy, ambitious theory would actually succeed.
"I... I don't know," Jin Xi admitted, her cheeks flushed as his hand slid down to squeeze her thigh. "Di Tian never mentioned anything about artificially stripping attributes. It sounds incredibly dangerous."
But Zhang Tian's ambition was limitless. He decided right then and there.
"For your Seventh Spirit Ring, when the time comes," Zhang Tian declared, his voice filled with absolute, unyielding confidence, "I will personally help you create an unprecedented, heaven-defying Seventh Spirit Ring that can flawlessly evolve your Golden Dragon bloodline straight into the Golden Dragon King bloodline. But for that miraculous transformation to occur, I would absolutely need the specific, foundational origin of a formidable spirit beast that possesses the unique, innate ability to actively absorb the power of the sun."
Jin Xi smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Well, that part is easy! There are actually many such rare, sun-absorbing spirit beasts living deep within the inner circles of the Star Dou Great Forest."
Zhang Tian knew that the Great Forest held countless treasures, but he also recognized the staggering, energetic mathematics required for his plan. He shook his head, looking at her seriously.
"Just finding the beast is not enough, Jin Xi," Zhang Tian told her, detailing the sheer scale of his theory. "For an evolution of this magnitude, merely injecting my own Life Energy as a catalyst won't suffice. I would need to harvest the pure, raw origin energy of heaven and earth of a truly substantial amount. I am talking about an energy reserve nearly equivalent to that of a million-year-old cultivation of a spirit beast. I need that impossible volume of energy to help you forcefully create a Million-Year-Old Seventh Spirit Ring. Only with a million-year ring acting as the crucible will we have a genuine, guaranteed chance at ensuring your Golden Dragon spirit flawlessly transforms into the absolute Golden Dragon King spirit."
Hearing his staggering requirement of a million-year-old energy source, a sudden, bright realization flashed across Jin Xi's innocent face. It made her instantly recall a very specific, highly guarded secret of her home.
"A million years?" Jin Xi gasped, her eyes wide. "Wait! We actually have exactly that! We have a massive, glowing worm kept securely imprisoned deep beneath the core lake within the Star Dou Great Forest! For the last thousand years, Di Tian, Xiong Jun, and the other fierce beasts take turns periodically swallowing the pure, leaking origin energy of that exact worm to sustain their massive cultivations!"
This shocking revelation made Zhang Tian's eyes widen. He instantly, rapidly sifted through his vast knowledge base, recalling obscure, fragmented information about a legendary anomaly.
'The Skydream Iceworm,' Zhang Tian realized, a cold thrill running through his veins. 'In this specific era, that miraculous, cowardly beast should be nearly just ten thousand years away from officially reaching a million-year-old cultivation. Its vast, unparalleled origin energy should work perfectly as the catalyst for the spirit ring!'
But this incredible opportunity presented a massive, potentially lethal diplomatic hurdle.
For this plan to work, it meant that they would have to directly enter the deepest, most heavily guarded core of the Star Dou Great Forest for intense, high-stakes negotiations with the apex predators of the continent.
Zhang Tian let out a heavy, frustrated sigh. This was absolutely not something that could be casually or safely attempted currently.
'I cannot go there personally,' Zhang Tian analyzed his political reality. 'Who knows how Di Tian, the Beast God, would react to my presence? I harbor the supreme Seed of Life of the Goddess of Life within my spiritual sea. My aura is undeniable. Di Tian could easily, instantly consider me a massive, existential threat to the survival of the spirit beasts, recognizing me as her future divine inheritor. Knowing his ruthless pragmatism, Di Tian might just decide to strike first and kill me on sight to ensure I can't possibly become a divine threat to them in the future.'
He looked down at the beautiful, naive woman sitting on his lap. He had to use diplomacy.
"Jin Xi," Zhang Tian asked her softly, his hand gently stroking her cheek. "Would you be willing to take this bit of crucial message back to Di Tian for me? I need you to formally inform Di Tian and the other fierce beasts that I have successfully, miraculously succeeded in creating Self-Condensed Spirit Rings using my advanced Spirit Tools and my pure Life Energy. And although this specific method isn't entirely, perfectly flawless yet, I plan to perfect it in the near future."
Jin Xi immediately pouted, her lower lip jutting out adorably. She didn't want to leave. She felt his large, warm hands constantly, sensually playing with her massive breasts, and she leaned forward to press a series of soft, lingering kisses against his neck and face.
"Do I really have to go?" Jin Xi asked, her voice a soft, whining complaint as she rubbed her chest against him. "Will you truly be content after letting me go? After all, there is absolutely no telling that Di Tian and the others would ever let me sneak out to see you next time if I return to the Star Dou Great Forest. They are very protective of me."
Zhang Tian smiled, leaning down to capture her pout in a deep, highly passionate kiss, his tongue tracing her lips.
"Well, I certainly will miss you greatly, my dear," Zhang Tian murmured against her lips, his hands squeezing her curvy, plush buttocks affectionately to emphasize exactly how much he would miss her beautiful body. "But I still desperately want you to go. Because it is vital that I establish a dialogue. I want Di Tian and the others among those ruling Fierce Spirit Beasts to clearly, undeniably know that I am absolutely not their enemy. I need them to understand that I am truly, earnestly trying to create a viable, sustainable path for human cultivation that won't require pointlessly hunting and killing spirit beasts for rings to get stronger."
Hearing his grand, noble intentions for the future of her kind, Jin Xi was incredibly, genuinely happy to hear his words. The pout vanished, replaced by a radiant, adoring smile.
"You are wonderful," Jin Xi whispered, hugging his neck tightly. "Di Tian and the others will definitely be profoundly delighted to hear this news! They will absolutely support you in your efforts once they realize you are trying to save our race."
She pulled back slightly, her golden eyes shining with absolute determination.
"I will go," Jin Xi promised him earnestly. "And I will make absolutely sure that Di Tian and the others mobilize to find some powerful, suitable spirit beast that can absorb the pure power of the sun for us. Because I also want to evolve my Golden Dragon spirit into the ultimate Golden Dragon King spirit so I can be strong enough to stand by your side!"
Zhang Tian smiled, immensely pleased with her devotion
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