Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 218: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

Chen Ming didn't know what to say anymore. Should he call Ah Yin weak, or should he say she was too kind—so kind that she could resolve even such a serious matter with just a single phrase: "I don't want to face it"?

Looking at Ah Yin, who seemed to have lost all hope, Chen Ming let out a strange smile and spoke to her.

"You wouldn't want anything to happen to your child, would you?"

"What? Xiao San?!" The moment Chen Ming mentioned her child, Ah Yin immediately became agitated. The dejected look she wore just moments earlier was thrown aside, and she stood up abruptly, staring directly into Chen Ming's eyes.

Even though she fully understood that, in her current state, she was nothing more than an ant that Chen Ming could crush with a flick of his finger, she couldn't suppress the intense emotions surging within her—not as a soul beast, but as a mother. A mother who had lost her lover and had only her child left in the world.

Since that fateful night, she hadn't seen her child again. How she longed to hold him, to accompany him as he grew up like a normal mother would!

"Don't you want to see how your child is doing? Don't you want to know what's become of Tang Hao now? Don't you want to know what major events have occurred on the continent since your death? Don't you want to return to the Blue Silver Forest and see your kin again?"

With each question, Chen Ming's posture straightened further, until his face was right in front of Ah Yin's. Every word struck deeply at her heart.

When she heard the mention of the Blue Silver Forest, her birthplace, Ah Yin realized that the seemingly youthful figure before her knew far more than he let on. He hadn't just stumbled upon her by chance.

Yet, faced with the temptations Chen Ming laid before her, Ah Yin found herself unable to harden her heart enough to refuse.

"What do you want?"

Feeling the warm breath against her ear, Ah Yin's neck turned red. Her hands unconsciously clenched her clothes, and her entire body tensed with nervousness.

If this had been the pre-sacrifice, Ah Yin, would certainly not have reacted so shyly.

But the problem was, this current Ah Yin was in a state of regrowth, having returned to life as a seed after losing her 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone. Her power and mental fortitude were far inferior to what they once were.

Though she appeared around fifteen years old in this spiritual world, much of that was based on her subjective self-perception. Subconsciously, she perceived herself as this age. In truth, her mental state was likely equivalent to that of someone who had only been in human society for one or two years. She was still somewhat naïve. While certainly far more capable than a certain lazy 100,000-year-old rabbit, she couldn't claim to be much better.

"Do you know what it means to become a god?"

"To become a god, one must gather faith. Whether it's the faith of humans or soul beasts, both can serve as the materials to create a divine position."

"As it happens, I am currently on the path to godhood. I've already shaped the rudimentary form of a divine position. What I need now is faith—your faith, and the faith of the Blue Silver Grass clan."

"Become a god? Faith?!"

Ah Yin's mouth fell open in shock as she stared at Chen Ming in disbelief. She couldn't comprehend why, after thousands of years without anyone achieving godhood, there was now a human standing before her who claimed to be walking the path to divinity.

For humans, a thousand years spanned numerous generations, but for soul beasts—especially 100,000-year soul beasts—it was merely a while ago.

Ah Yin had lived through the era when the continent was dominated by soul beasts, the era when the Angel God had slain Rui Beast, repaired the heavens and earth, and single-handedly defeated all the soul beasts of the Douluo Continent, gathering faith to ascend to godhood. The story of the Angel God was deeply engraved in Ah Yin's memory, and she had always yearned for that realm, one that transcended the mundane limitations of the world.

Otherwise, as the Blue Silver Emperor, she could have easily avoided the tribulation of 100,000 years through regeneration, continuing to prolong her life. There was no need to sacrifice her powerful existence to become human.

She stared at Chen Ming, her mind racing with thoughts. As Chen Ming looked at her, he smiled and opened his hand. A transcendent aura radiated from his palm.

It was a power that surpassed the limits of both soul masters and soul beasts, a power that transcended the boundaries of the Douluo plane itself. Although it was weak and fragile, like a newborn infant, its appearance instantly captivated Ah Yin, drawing her full attention.

Poison, plague, and death—three forces linked into a stable triangle, forming the foundation of divine power. Countless people feared poison, plague, and death and prayed to the unseen divine for protection from such calamities.

Although this divine position's attributes were vastly different from her own, Ah Yin couldn't help but immerse herself in it the moment she saw it. She unintentionally envisioned herself as that figure whom others feared.

Because ever since the day soul beasts could no longer ascend to godhood, becoming a god had become the most noble and grand aspiration for countless soul beasts.

Seeing Ah Yin's form begin to flicker as if her signal was unstable, Chen Ming quickly withdrew the divine position he had displayed. He then infused her with a touch of pure life force and soul power to awaken her.

After realizing her earlier mistake, Ah Yin collapsed to the ground. Sweat dripped from her forehead, and her pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints. She was utterly shaken and filled with fear.

"Plague God."

Hearing Ah Yin's words, Chen Ming's face darkened. He wanted to refute her, but he had no way of doing so. Given his divine position, he truly was a Plague God. The only difference was that he could only bring calamity, not misfortune.

Fine, this was what a true Plague God was. Someone who could only bring misfortune without causing plague was merely a God of Misfortune.

"You've felt it too. My divine position is somewhat... unique. People's fear of me far outweighs their faith. To prevent myself from being completely twisted by this faith, I need more positive faith to balance it out, allowing me to maintain my inner self and further refine my divine position."

"So, what's your choice?"

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Chen Ming crouched in front of Ah Yin and spoke calmly to her.

Ah Yin wanted to refuse, but when she looked into Chen Ming's calm eyes and recalled the ominous sensations his divine position exuded earlier, she stiffly nodded.

"I... I agree."

Ah Yin couldn't quite explain her feelings at the moment. She didn't even know whether she had agreed for the sake of Xiao San, her kin, herself, or perhaps out of admiration and longing for divine power and godhood.

She only knew that from this moment on, there was no turning back.