Everyone wants good luck, so Rui Beasts have always been among the most popular beings since ancient times.
The feathers that increase luck on their bodies are hard currency that disappears in an instant—right up until one of those Rui Beasts was fortunate enough to obtain its own Divine Authority and became the sole Beast God governing all fortune in the world.
As a matter of fact, the Northern Region map was also supposed to have several gods, but unfortunately the game’s storyline hasn’t updated to that point yet.
As a result, the race with the most gods in the world is still humanity; other races either have none at all or only one.
As the Beast God of Rui Beasts, it can modify the drop rates of almost anything at will, either boosting an individual’s luck for a period of time or maxing out someone’s fortune so that they trip over good fortune the moment they step outside.
But it had never acted so capriciously.
The Beast God believed that all fortune in the world needed to be balanced; it couldn’t be altered whimsically.
Even Its own life was mostly smooth sailing, without major twists of fate—good fortune reaching its peak at worst only affected those “incidents” that would bring It bad luck.
So It moved Its nest to the Peak of the North.
Otherwise, more and more people would come seeking good fortune every day, and blessing them from morning till night would be a huge hassle.
Besides, after getting entangled with too many connections, the Beast God found that Its own fortune was gradually becoming turbid—something It absolutely could not accept!
After that, It originally planned to stop blessing anyone.
But It never expected that some beastmen would actually climb the mountain to see It, saying things like “If I don’t get a blessing, I’ll leave; without tradition, I can’t become king.”
The Beast God was thoroughly baffled.
When did we ever have that tradition?
In the end, the Beast God still gave Its blessing.
Then It discovered that some fanatical believer had actually taken the initiative to intercept Its guardians on the mountainside to block challengers… Well, that was odd… It had only wanted some peace and quiet, to outlast those human gods.
But this wasn’t so bad either—having the occasional beastman to chat with was nice.
As long as Its fortune remained good, the Beast God believed It would eventually succeed in outliving the other gods.
It didn’t seek conflict, and the other gods didn’t have any ideas about It either. Life was very comfortable.
Unfortunately, that comfortable life only lasted until Weiluona pulled out that letter…
At that moment, outside the Beast God’s nest, Weiluona stood in the heavy snow holding Zhong Zhenli’s letter, her face full of confusion.
She had just thrown herself and the letter in.
“Just read the letter’s contents out loud from out there. And without my explicit instruction, don’t tell anyone about this letter—especially the existence who wrote it!” The Beast God’s tone was full of warning and caution.
“Uh… this letter… what exactly is going on?”
Weiluona couldn’t understand why the Beast God was reacting so strongly.
It was already a Second-Rank god, yet still so careful.
And it wasn’t like she hadn’t checked the letter herself.
From the scent on the letter, Weiluona deduced that the writer seemed to have been coerced, and their strength was so weak it could be completely ignored.
Besides the writer’s scent, Weiluona caught traces of Heavenly Fire and the Element of Life.
This indicated there were other people around when the letter was written—one of them was definitely a Heavenfire Follower, and the other was uncertain, possibly from the Church of the Goddess of Life.
But just as Weiluona picked up a damp, misty scent, the clues in the letter were abruptly cut off!
“Able to counter my scouting? That means the other party’s strength is at least Nine-Rank…” Weiluona had obtained another piece of crucial information.
…
“Should I start now, Beast God?” Weiluona said, shivering slightly.
If she had known she’d be standing in the snow, she would have worn more layers.
“The one in the mist first mentioned that since we Tanyou Beastmen hold a relatively high ecological niche among beastmen, the conditions for ascending to King Rank are also stricter than for ordinary people. The simplest method is to challenge the hundred-level King-Rank giant monster, the Frost Watcher, and obtain the King-Rank ascension material, the Frost Heart…”
“Beast God, what is a Frost Watcher?”
Weiluona had grown up in the Northern Region, and none of her family’s records mentioned any information about a Frost Watcher.
She suspected the name might have been made up on the spot.
“Frost Watcher? I haven’t heard that name in a long time.” The Beast God’s words carried a hint of contemplation.
“To think that besides the gods, someone still remembers that name. Weiluona, do you recall the Perfect Ice Ruins buried underground for hundreds of years?”
“The ruins with the giant beast bones?”
“Yes. The bones of that giant monster belong to what you call the Frost Watcher. It was immensely powerful—the mightiest beast of the Northern Region in Yongjianyun’s time. Even after being defeated by challengers, it would fully resurrect after a while, immortal and indestructible!”
“Then how did it end up as just bones?”
“Because the gods destroyed the Perfect Ice Arena. The Frost Watcher’s resurrection ability came from the arena—now the Perfect Ice Ruins. If the ruins can be repaired, the Frost Watcher can be revived.”
“Repair the ruins… defeat the Frost Watcher… that’s the simplest method?” Weiluona was shocked. Then she continued:
“There’s another method: gather the following Nine-Rank materials and one King-Rank material to brew an ascension potion. It requires Silver White Residual Phosphorus Powder, Eye of Void Weaver, Beak of Rainbow Falcon… and finally, the King-Rank material, Bone of Law King.”
Weiluona rattled off a dozen materials, making the Beast God’s mouth twitch.
Was this the girl who usually wanted to fight like a battle maniac?
She felt that if she had to go through the trouble of gathering these materials to revive the Frost Watcher and defeat it, it would depend on whether the gods would even allow it.
Back then, the gods destroyed the Perfect Ice Arena precisely to limit the number of King-Rank beastmen.
“Hmm… the materials are quite detailed, and mostly at Nine-Rank difficulty. In the past, compared to the first method, the overall difficulty was lower,” the Beast God said.
“In the past?” Weiluona asked, puzzled.
“What about now?”
“Don’t even think about it now. About half of the monsters you just listed are completely extinct. Better consider the first method.”
“Uh… th-there’s one last method! In certain places called Sky Flower Sea, there’s a special Wishing Pool. If you throw in a set amount of gold coins, you can get whatever you want.”
“There’s something like that? I’m not too clear on that,” the Beast God replied.
Sky Flower Sea was actually a scenic spot and also a frequent idling spot for players who spent money.
There were countless structures there, like the Wishing Pool.
Just toss in a few 648s, and unlike other players who had to grind, you could directly obtain a King-Rank ascension potion in ten days or half a month—very liver-friendly!
The money was a different matter.
And to cater to the grinders, the fixed amount at the Wishing Pool could be exchanged proportionally with gold coins, so throwing in gold coins was perfectly possible. As for the amount of gold coins…
After discussing these details, Weiluona was finally able to confirm that the method she had found earlier could indeed be attributed to that god’s agent before her!
She snapped her fingers, burning the letter to ashes.
As the wind carried them away, Weiluona realized she had already been taken care of by that god.
“By the way, how did you convince that existence? Getting such a precious letter delivered through the mist in this day and age is basically impossible. Even the gods couldn’t do that.”
The Beast God began to grow curious, starting to pay attention to that existence in the mist.
It found that once it started thinking about it, Its fortune gradually became turbid…
“Alright, I’ll suppress my curiosity and not peer into the mist!”
“This…” Weiluona hesitated, but in the end, she told the Beast God:
“I traded Weiluona for it…”
“Oh, oh… Huh?! You traded Weiluona for… oh no, my favorite little cat!”…
These gods are assholes who pulled the ladder up after them