Douluo: Asking Senior Sister To Join My Harem

Chapter -11.

"Honestly, I haven't been much help to Chen Feng so far. His immense soul power, spiritual strength, and physical prowess all stem from his natural talent. Isn't that enough proof of his potential?"

"Promise me this, okay, Bingbing? Together, we'll forge a new deity and enjoy endless life alongside Chen Feng!"

Just then, Chen Feng interrupted the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, who was enthusiastically ingratiating himself with the Ice Emperor. Confident by nature, Chen Feng believed he could achieve godhood even without the Ice Emperor. The world held many opportunities, and he was sure he could find other ice attribute soul beasts.

He wasn't asking the Ice Emperor to become his second martial soul; rather, he thought the Ice Emperor should be the one seeking to be by his side. Chen Feng had stayed quiet thus far, as he trusted Tianmeng to persuade the Ice Emperor with his grand charisma.

Though Chen Feng was human and there was a natural divide between him and the Ice Emperor, Tianmeng's excessive flattery was a bit much; it felt as if he were begging the Ice Emperor to join him. Chen Feng raised his hand to halt the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's flattery and decided to step forward himself.

"Tianmeng, you need to tone down the flattery; it's not going to win over the Ice Emperor! Perhaps if you offered her your origin to help her evolve, she might think your powers are lacking."

Turning his gaze toward the Ice Emperor's striking yellow eyes, Chen Feng spoke with a calmness beyond his years. "Ice Emperor, I'm Chen Feng, destined to become a god."

Chen Feng's steady, strong gaze brought weight to his words, making them sound far from boastful. "Ice Emperor, you might find my assertion arrogant, but I have reasons to be. Care to guess what level my innate soul power is?"

The Ice Emperor scrutinized him with her crystal-like yellow eyes, mused, "It's likely full innate soul power, right? Could it be that you have level nine innate soul power?"

Suddenly, Chen Feng laughed, covering his forehead with amusement. Confused, the Ice Emperor asked, "What's so funny? Is your innate soul power actually over level ten?"

At this moment, even Tianmeng was curious, as he too was unaware of Chen Feng's innate prowess. The protective furnace hid Chen Feng's history from them, leaving them in the dark about his true abilities.

Shaking his head at their perplexity, Chen Feng jokingly replied, "You're giving me too much credit; my innate soul power is merely level five."

"What!!!"

"No way!!!"

Both the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and the Ice Emperor exclaimed in disbelief. The Ice Emperor looked incredulously at the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm. "Tianmeng, are you telling me Chen Feng's innate soul power is only level five???"

Tianmeng scratched his head awkwardly, saying, "I… I really have no idea. When I first met Chen Feng, his soul power was already at level twenty-five."

"What? You don't believe me? I have no reason to lie; my innate soul power is genuinely level five. But what does that matter? How can innate soul power limit me?" 

As he finished speaking, a formidable sword intent emanated from him, filled with an unyielding dominance and an ambition to reach new heights, impressing both the Ice Emperor and the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.

What heaven grants cannot restrict him...

The Ice Emperor, with her gem-like golden eyes, looked at this confident young human, her heart racing in surprise. In that moment, Chen Feng shone brightly, his hair whipping in the icy wind as he declared with a mix of confidence and rebellion, "Ice Emperor, I want to share one undeniable truth: even without you, I will become a god!"

"Tianmeng helped me gain an ice attribute second martial soul; it could be you or any other ice attribute soul beast!"

"Remember, you're not crafting a god; you're simply aiding a fledgling god. This isn't about saving me in dire times—just think of it as enhancing your own stature."

"Ice Emperor, I want to hear your decision in ten minutes."

With that, Chen Feng fell silent, sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, calmly awaiting the Ice Emperor's response.

As his words faded, the atmosphere turned a bit tense.

Tianmeng spoke to the Ice Emperor, "Bingbing, Chen Feng may come off as rash, but his talent and abilities are..."

The Ice Emperor interrupted firmly, "Be quiet, Tianmeng; I can decide for myself!"

The eager Tianmeng remained silent.

As the Ice Emperor pondered, her golden eyes sparkled with indecision, reflecting her inner turmoil.

She knew her own precarious situation; she was nearing the catastrophic fate that awaited her in less than a hundred years... when the heavenly tribulation would arrive, reducing her to ashes.

The Ice Emperor murmured to herself, "I only have a hundred years left..."

The fear of death is a natural instinct for intelligent beings. Concerned, the Ice Emperor reflected, "While this arrogant young man may seem overconfident, his talent truly shines. With the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's support, his chances of becoming a god are high."

"If I join forces with him, his potential for dual martial souls would only increase, further improving his odds of attaining godhood..." 

Additionally, she considered that even if he failed to become a god... becoming a Limit Douluo would still be entirely feasible.

A Limit Douluo enjoys a lifespan of three to five hundred years, and with Chen Feng's capabilities, even if he doesn't ascend to godhood, he would still surpass a Limit Douluo in strength and longevity. Joining him would mean she'd still witness the world for another five hundred years at the very least...

Ten minutes later, Chen Feng opened his eyes and asked the Ice Emperor, "Ice Emperor, what's your decision?"

The Ice Emperor's radiant eyes locked onto Chen Feng, who appeared completely relaxed and unaffected by her choices.

She admitted to being impressed by his talent, but... but this cocky kid had treated her, the Ice King of the Extreme North, with such casualness—how embarrassing!

Especially since Chen Feng's control over spiritual power was nothing short of astonishing. The Ice Emperor recognized that mastering spiritual power is often a more significant hurdle than soul power on the path to godhood.

The gently falling snow in the Extreme North seemed to hush in response to this moment. The Ice Emperor glared at Tianmeng and chastised,

"Living for a million years can't compare to having a young soul fight for you. Dream Ice Silkworm, you're utterly useless!"

The Dream Ice Silkworm sighed, "Ice Ice, you're finally beginning to realize. How could Chen Feng become our master if he lacked such remarkable qualifications?"

The Ice Emperor snapped, "Be quiet! What matters is my recognition of Chen Feng, not yours, you useless creature!"

Seeing the Ice Emperor come to a decision, Chen Feng stood up and warmly said, "Ice Emperor, welcome aboard! From this day forward, we're all united in this journey."

TL/N : Reading this? Throw some power stone then!!