"Sacrifice?"
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King suddenly realized. "You talked so much to me, just to get me to sacrifice myself to you?"
Shui Bing'er did not deny it and nodded. "Yes. And it's not just an ordinary sacrifice. You must sacrifice your life."
The sacrifice of a spirit beast's life is similar to how Xiao Wu once sacrificed herself for Tang San in the original story. When this happens, the beast's spirit ring and spirit bone become especially compatible with the one receiving the sacrifice.
This was the key reason Shui Bing'er had spent so much effort "fooling" the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.
"Feng, did you put her up to this?" asked Bo Saixi, the High Priest of the Sea God.
"Yes."
Ye Feng nodded and explained, "The Deep Sea Demon Whale King is a spirit beast approaching a million years in age. With Bing'er's current physique, trying to absorb its spirit ring and bone directly would be too dangerous. I'm worried her body won't be able to bear it. But if the Deep Sea Demon Whale King is willing to sacrifice itself, then I won't have to worry about her safety."
Bo Saixi nodded in agreement with Ye Feng's assessment.
But Bo Saixi still doubted whether the Deep Sea Demon Whale King would agree. After all, the price was his life.
Having lived for countless years, Bo Saixi knew well: the longer a creature lived, the more it feared death. The Deep Sea Demon Whale King had already lived more than 300,000 years. Based on her understanding of it, there was little chance it would be willing to sacrifice itself.
"Are you kidding me?"
Sure enough, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King responded sarcastically.
"I'm speaking very seriously with you," Shui Bing'er replied calmly.
"Negotiate? You want me to sacrifice myself and give up my life?" The Deep Sea Demon Whale King burst into laughter.
"Was everything I said to you nonsense? You're a spirit beast. In the end, your fate is still death. You'll never be able to fully transform into a dragon, much less become a divine beast. The only path left to ascend to the Divine Realm is to sacrifice yourself to me. Once I become a god, I'll use my divine power to resurrect you," Shui Bing'er said solemnly.
In the original story, Da Ming and Er Ming were brought back to life this way. Though Ye Feng had never visited the God Realm, he knew divine power could be used to revive spirits. However, they would become something like phantoms—lingering souls with some awareness, not their original selves.
To fully resurrect a spirit, one would need the power of creation—and Ye Feng was the only one who possessed such power.
"Deep Sea Demon Whale King, think carefully. Do you want to continue floating at the top of the ocean, always on the edge of death? Or do you want to sacrifice yourself, be reborn in the Divine Realm, and gain a life as long as the heavens? Think it over," Shui Bing'er continued to tempt him.
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King fell silent.
What Shui Bing'er said made sense, especially regarding the Dragon God War in the Divine Realm. He had lived for over 300,000 years and vaguely recalled his ancestors speaking of the Divine Realm, saying spirit beasts could ascend after 100,000 years of cultivation and tribulations.
Yet, even after going through nine tribulations, he still hadn't ascended. At first, it was one-tenth of his body that hadn't transformed into a dragon. Then one-twentieth, one-thirtieth, one-fortieth… somehow, he was always a little short of full transformation.
He believed Shui Bing'er.
"You're asking me to gamble. The stake is my life," the Deep Sea Demon Whale King said bitterly.
"Well, that's true. But do you have another choice?" Shui Bing'er smiled and glanced at Ye Feng. "With his strength, seriously injuring you would be no problem. I won't lie to you—my eighth trial is tied to you. If you don't cooperate, I can have him beat you within an inch of death, and I'll land the final blow. That way, I'll still pass. Don't you think so?"
As she spoke, Shui Bing'er's gaze turned sharp. She was confident she held the upper hand.
"You're ruthless," the Deep Sea Demon Whale King cursed.
"Alright."
Shui Bing'er's tone shifted. "My patience has limits. Give me a clear answer. Will you sacrifice yourself to me or not?"
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King hesitated. He wanted to resist. He didn't want to die. But when he looked at Ye Feng, he could sense the man's terrifying divine aura—even more intense than Bo Saixi's.
He had no choice. If he sacrificed himself today, he would die. If he didn't, he would also die.
He said bitterly, "But you must swear an oath."
"You're not in a position to make demands."
Shui Bing'er refused his condition without hesitation. But then she added, "Still, since you're my mount, I'll make an oath. I swear that after I ascend to the Divine Realm, I will use my Sea God's Origin Power to revive you."
For ordinary gods, resurrecting a spirit requires not just divine power, but origin divine power. Origin divine power is like human vitality—extremely precious. Unlike regular vitality, it can be restored, but only with time and difficulty. That's why few gods are willing to spend it.
"Mount?"
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King was startled. "Even after resurrecting me, you still want me to be your mount?"
"Of course. Why else would I go through so much trouble to bring you back?"
Shui Bing'er rolled her eyes. "Besides, I'm the Sea God—a first-level god. My rank in the Divine Realm is second only to the Supreme God. Serving as my mount doesn't disgrace your title as the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, does it?"
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King hesitated again but felt her words were reasonable.
Buzz!
The surface of the sea surged with waves. The ocean's color shifted to golden red. The gold came from the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's origin power. The red came from his life force.
Golden-red light exploded from the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's body, and the surrounding space froze. Waves stopped rolling. Time seemed to stand still.
"Sacrifice!"
Bo Saixi was stunned. The king of the sea had actually chosen to sacrifice himself to the next Sea God—Shui Bing'er. But the true mastermind behind all of this… was the young man beside her, Ye Feng.
"Xixi, isn't your man amazing?" Ye Feng smiled, reaching out and wrapping his arm around Bo Saixi slender waist. He began to flirt with Bo Saixi openly.
"You…"
Bo Saixi wanted to struggle free, but she couldn't move. Time and space had frozen due to the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's sacrifice. Except for Ye Feng, who had already become a god, no one could move a finger.
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