Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 401 I Am Not the Beast God (35)

When the witch awoke, he was already in a magnificent palace.

Looking outside, all I could see were soft clouds, and not a single living thing in sight.

The palace was bustling with activity. The tigers were working diligently, preparing food and other things for Xiong Bufan.

These were all offerings from other tribes, specifically dedicated to the Beast God.

Every orc has a small yellow star on their head, even the smallest orc, except for Xiong Bufan.

Xiong Bufan sat in the main seat. She was now a god-like bear, and she had so many servants.

Seeing that there was no blood on her body, Wu quickly crawled to Xiong Bufan's side and asked, "Bufan, what happened?"

"Nothing much, we've become Beast Gods, are you happy?"

Witch: "You don't have a yellow star on your head!"

Xiong Bufan didn't believe it, so he took out a mirror and saw that his head was indeed bald, with no trace of the little star symbolizing his divinity.

The others didn't break through his defenses, but Xiong Bufan's defenses were truly broken.

She brought these tigers up; everyone else had them, but she didn't.

Xiong Bufan wouldn't allow this to happen. She reached out to grab the little star on the witch's head. If all else failed, she could gather all the divine essences from the orcs' heads together and place them all on her own head.

The little stars can only be seen, but not touched, let alone caught.

Xiong Bufan was extremely irritable. Wasn't this like she had been busy all day only to have someone else benefit from her efforts? She was clearly the one who most wanted to become a bear.

Kongkong, fearing that Xiong Bufan might destroy the Beast God Temple in a fit of rage, quickly comforted him, "Bufan, don't worry, look, I don't have a godhood either." After saying that, he jumped out of the space.

Xiong Bufan was on the verge of collapse. Looking at the empty space, he felt like crying but had no tears left to shed.

The hope of becoming an immortal was finally realized, but now it has been shattered.

Kongkong walked up to Xiong Bufan and jumped into her arms. "Bufan, the path to godhood is a gradual process. In the end, it won't be decided by a so-called Beast God Temple."

You're a god wherever you go, so calm down.

Xiong Bufan nodded reluctantly. What Kongkong said was true. You know, in a previous small world, she had even killed a wild god.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Wu then saw a cat appear out of thin air and jump into Xiong Bufan's arms, a privilege he himself had never received.

The shaman stepped forward, looked at Kongkong, and said unhappily, "Who are you?"

"What's it to you?" After saying that, Kongkong returned to the space.

The creatures of these small worlds always hindered her and Xiong Bufan's progress, and the snake beast kept asking questions, which Kongkong disliked.

The witch watched helplessly as the black cat disappeared from the spot. The whole thing happened in no time, and it all seemed like a dream.

The tigers were still busy and didn't notice what was happening here.

Grass never dreamed that they would all become Beast Gods, all thanks to Man.

They must fulfill their duties as beast gods, bless this continent, and protect the believers who sincerely follow them.

Xiong Bufan felt a little better. Even without a divine status, she was still Xiong Bufan, the tyrannical Xiong Bufan who ran rampant in other worlds.

She now wants to change her goal; she wants to become the god of all the small worlds, just like that old Taoist priest who was so powerful that he could solve the false Heavenly Dao in one fell swoop.

Wu still feels envious when she thinks about how close Xiong Bufan and that cat were. What was the relationship between that cat and Xiong Bufan?

If they are mother and daughter, he could actually adopt another cub.

Xiong Bufan, unaware of Wu's wild thoughts, looked at Wu in a daze and said directly, "Wu, I've become a god."

"congratulations."

He didn't even show any appreciation. Xiong Bufan just threw the fruit pit at her. She saved the witch, couldn't he at least do something in return?

For example, give it lots and lots of food, and then it will serve you wholeheartedly.

Wu was still pondering when he finally couldn't help but ask, "Xiong Bufan, who was that cat just now? What was its connection to you?"

"none of your business!"

If Kongkong still showed some respect, then Xiong Bufan showed absolutely no respect.

The tigers craned their necks to watch the spectacle. The shaman and the chieftain were arguing again. This shaman had really struck it lucky; he had become a god.

The witch turned around, baring her venomous fangs, and threatened, "What are you looking at? Go do what you're supposed to do."

The tigers were quite afraid of the shaman; his venomous fangs were terrifying, so they quickly scattered.

In the shaman's mind, the voice of someone else praying for something echoed again: "Beast God, please make me beautiful."

"Please let me have an endless supply of Bobo Beasts."

"Beast God, please grant our tribe wisdom."

The shaman shook his head, trying to shake the voice in his head out. Even if he was the Beast God, he wouldn't protect them; he only protected Xiong Bufan.

The shaman shook his head in the main hall and slowly left, wanting to think things through.

Xiong Bufan continued to sit in his chair, enjoying life, watching the joyful smiles on the faces of the tigers.

She still wanted to become a god, to have divine status.

The Temple of the Beast God has eight mirrors arranged in a unique way. As long as you stand in front of a mirror, you can see the real-time situation of the tribe you want to see, or a particular orc.

This mirror looks a lot like the one in the room. Xiong Bufan slowly walked in front of the mirror, treating it like watching TV.

When Zhuang woke up in the morning, he found himself unharmed, and the Nightwalker had disappeared.

Considering that Yao Li was still behind the house under the tree, he quickly ran over to find her.

Yao Li was sleeping soundly under the leaves, looking serene and beautiful.

Zhuang held Yao Li in his arms, preparing to wake up the other tigers and leave. They were going to find a new place to live and would never appear in the tiger tribe again.

What happened last night was still a huge blow to Zhuang.

He could not accept that his former subjects, who once loved and respected him, had actually harmed him.

Zhuang carried Yao Li and circled around the tribe several times, but couldn't find any trace of other tiger beasts.

Ze sat under a big tree, watching Zhuang wander around, and said directly, "Don't bother looking anymore, they've left."

Zhuang didn't believe it and instinctively retorted, "Where could they have gone?"

"I don't know. Adult tigers don't die easily."

Zhuang thought of the hardships he had endured these past few days and said sadly, "Fine." He didn't blame them and hoped for a good outcome for them.

Ze: "Zhuang, where do we go next?"

"Think about it again, let's leave here first."

"it is good."

Xiong Bufan never expected that Zhuang was still so devoted and would never abandon Yao Li.

Just as Wu had figured it out, he saw Xiong Bufan observing Zhuang's fate. A flash of resentment crossed his mind; he didn't like Zhuang appearing in front of Xiong Bufan.

Turning off the mirror directly would seem petty. How can I think of a better way to turn it off?