Binding the Childbearing System: Traveling through the Beast World to Become a Beast God

Lush forests and beautiful mountains and rivers.

The fresh air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which is intoxicating.

She smiled slightly and thought to herself: It is indeed the fragrance of the flowers under the sacred mountain, which is really intoxicating.

A sour voice came, "Obviously, the flowers on the sacred mountain are more fragrant. The flowers here only have a little bit of spiritual energy, which is completely incomparable to the fragrance of the flowers on the sacred mountain."

Bai Qiqi turned her head and stared coldly at the golden scepter in her right hand.

A broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted adult man suddenly appeared on the scepter. He looked around curiously and kept chattering, "You just think that everything is good unless it's from the sacred mountain!"

"If you keep yelling, Scepter, you can't stay in the Spirit Washing Pool." Bai Qiqi's tone was as cold as ice.

That’s right, his name is Scepter. He doesn’t even have a proper name, which is why he often likes to go against the Beast God.

The Soul Cleansing Pool can help him cultivate his soul and forge immortal bones. He can lose anything except the place in the Soul Cleansing Pool!

"I was wrong, okay?" A very strong man was acting coquettishly towards a thin woman. It seemed awkward no matter how you looked at it.

"It depends on your performance today." Bai Qiqi's tone was so cold that there was no warmth at all.

The Scepter closed his mouth consciously. There was indeed much more life under the sacred mountain.

Groups of orcs were working in the fields with hoes, and the little ones were playing in the mud on the ridges.

Without exception, their faces were filled with happy smiles.

Bai Qiqi was very happy when she saw this scene.

The happiness and well-being of her people is the greatest recognition of her efforts.

She walked for a long time and was suddenly attracted by a shadow.

She saw a skinny little fox curled up on the ground, looking miserable.

She was slightly startled and her heart tightened.

She is the Beast God who controls the soul of every orc. Naturally, she can see that he is not dead yet, but he is not far from death.

With a thought, Bai Qiqi's figure was like a breeze, flying lightly in front of the little fox, leaning down, and extending his index finger towards him.

A hint of golden light emanated from her fingertips, like dewdrops in the morning light, gently sliding into the little fox's body.

In an instant, the little fox's body trembled, and it seemed to feel a warmth, and the fatigue in its body gradually dissipated in the golden light.

The scepter rolled his eyes and thought to himself: Why didn't the beast god give me a bit of essence and blood? Instead, it gave it to outsiders!

Although he didn't say it, he couldn't help but envy this little fox in his heart.

After all, how could it be possible to be rescued personally by the Beast God?

The little fox slowly opened his eyes, and the surrounding scenery gradually became clear. The familiar environment appeared before him like a dream.

A look of disbelief flashed across his face, and he wondered in his heart: Am I dead?

But when he carefully felt his body, he found that he didn't feel any pain at all, which made him even more confused.

"Are you hungry? This is for you." Bai Qiqi smiled slightly, like a spring breeze.

She threw a big sweet potato in her hand, which drew a graceful arc in the air and landed directly in front of the little fox.

The little fox instinctively caught the sweet potato and looked up at the person who gave him new life.

Her golden dress sparkled in the sun, as if a god had descended from heaven. The scepter in her right hand seemed even more majestic, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura.

"Beast... Beast God!" The little fox only dared to take a glance. The awe in his heart made him lower his head quickly, as if he didn't even have the courage to look directly at it.

Bai Qiqi was amused by the appearance of the little fox, and there was a little more warmth in her eyes.

"Eat quickly." Her voice was as gentle as a stream, with a hint of concern.

The little fox seemed to have received a great favor. He picked up the sweet potato and started to eat it without even peeling the skin.

It seems that at this moment, nothing in the world can compare to this delicious taste.

The sweetness of the sweet potato spread in his mouth, instantly filling his hungry stomach and giving him a long-lost sense of satisfaction.

However, just as he was wolfing down the delicious food, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if it was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

He was stunned, his face full of astonishment, and he tried hard to say the word "thank you", but he was unable to speak due to the abdominal pain, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Bai Qiqi frowned slightly. Was there something wrong with the sweet potato she had newly developed?

She immediately entered the soul space to take care of the research and development of sweet potatoes.

He completely forgot about the little fox lying in agony on the ground.

The scepter's eyes are always fixed on the little fox. Once the little fox's life is in danger, he will rush to rescue it immediately.

The little fox rolled on the ground in pain, its body curled up like a ball. Although it was in so much pain that it couldn't help itself, it never uttered a cry for help.

The Scepter couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart. The little fox in front of him would definitely achieve great things in the future. Being able to endure such pain, he must be a natural orc.

He had witnessed orcs almost dying from the pain of the Beast God's messenger's food several times. Fortunately, he gave those orcs spiritual spring water in time to save their lives.

At the same time, Bai Qiqi was busy like a headless fly in the space, and kept muttering, "This is wrong, this is wrong, which one is the newly cultivated sweet potato!"

In front of her were neatly arranged rows of glass jars filled with various new types of sweet potatoes, each jar labeled with a different number.

Her eyes moved between the jars, thinking anxiously.

By the time she found the sweet potato that caused the little fox's stomachache, time had passed quietly and the sun had quietly set behind the mountain.

When she came out of the space, she saw him still waiting quietly there, and she couldn't help feeling heartbroken.

She quickly pulled out a pill that was glowing with light golden light from her sleeve and handed it to the little fox squatting on the ground.

"Little fox, this is for you."

The little fox stretched out his paws respectfully, lowered his head, and took the pill reverently. He was extremely grateful in his heart and a bright smile appeared on his face, as if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world.

He held the pill in his hand and grinned happily.

He actually received a reward from the Beast God!

The Scepter looked at the silly way the little fox smiled and said venomously, "How ugly!"

Bai Qiqi glared at the scepter, then turned her attention to the skinny little fox in front of her, and said, "The pill will turn into nothingness in half an hour."

The little fox obviously understood what she said. Its ears trembled slightly, and then it swallowed the pill in one gulp, revealing a hint of eagerness and anticipation in its movements.

His throat rolled gently, and the light golden pill seemed to carry the mysterious power of the beast god and instantly dissolved into his body.

The little fox's eyes sparkled with immense gratitude.

Seeing this, the corners of the Scepter's mouth slightly raised, but he couldn't help but teasing, "Beast God, you just lied to him and said that the pill would disappear in half an hour just to make him take it as soon as possible, right?" There was a sour tone and a hint of loss in his voice.

Bai Qiqi did not respond, but his calm gaze was fixed on the little fox, as if he was examining the potential hidden in him.

There was a flash of understanding in the Scepter's eyes, and such silence was undoubtedly an acknowledgement of his guess.