Beast Taming: My Intelligence System Chapter 883 - 552: Pan Hai Appears (Part 2)

"My body has fully fused with the rules of this world; even as its Creator God, I cannot reverse it."

"On top of that, my form is already in ruins, stripped of its past power, making my predicament far graver."

Frustration laced the Sea God's sudden words.

"I am part of the Pan race; we are innate gods meant to split the heavens and forge worlds."

"Countless Pan race members exhaust themselves after parting the skies, their bodies merging back into the world to form the sun, moon, and stars."

"Yet I was lucky enough to survive the heaven-opening ordeal."

"Still, it inflicted a Dao wound on me, which I've been suppressing all this time."

"The Flower of Life was originally able to mend my Dao wound."

"But I refused to join those divine assemblies in the end."

"They planned to form an alliance of gods to hunt down the Pan."

"For a Pan like me, that would be throwing myself into a trap, right?"

"Even after all that caution, I lowered my defenses and fell prey to the God-Burning Powder."

"At my peak strength, God-Burning Powder meant nothing to me."

"But weakened by the Dao wound, it hit me like a catastrophe."

"That's why I forsook those divine positions and fortunes, aiming for a better outcome."

"I succeeded in part, yet failed too."

"And that's how I ended up like this!"

The Sea God let out a heavy sigh right then, revealing the reason for his current state.

Truthfully, this wasn't what he desired, but he had no choice.

Refusing would have meant total downfall, so this form was preferable.

After all, he was a Pan—the universe's supreme race, endlessly crafting worlds teeming with life.

Lurking against them were the Dark creatures, masters of slaying Pan to harvest their divine essence and nourish their realms.

"This world stays safe for now; before my collapse, I sealed it completely, keeping out lesser gods."

"Ye Bai, I'm truly puzzled how you slipped in; I first suspected the Plane Merchant had arrived."

Ye Bai shared his story with Pan Hai.

"You mean your world got flooded with divine materials from the Upper Realm, forcing it to ripen into a superordinary world for resource looting?"

"That screams Dark involvement."

"The Dark once tried ruining my world the same way, but I sealed it tight with Creation Authority."

Shock rippled through Pan Hai.

"Its outer expansion slammed into this world, shattering the barriers?"

Pan Hai stood momentarily speechless.

"Yes, spot on."

"That's why I need a way back to my world too."

"I figured on getting aid from the Plane Merchant."

The system's data painted the Plane Merchant as reliable.

Pan Hai waved dismissively.

"No, steer clear of the Plane Merchant; he's greed incarnate."

"Had you not shown up, his help would've claimed this whole world from me."

"I'd probably have slaved for him five hundred years besides."

Ye Bai froze in shock.

Huh?

Had it spared him that much?

No wonder Pan Hai accepted so readily; he'd been tricked!

Ye Bai smacked his thigh.

"Naturally, you won't lose out; take this world."

"The three hundred years we agreed on stays firm."

"Since space tore open to let you in here."

"I own the Star-Positioning Disk to locate it precisely, but it's back in my old Divine Hall."

"My power now won't even let me near the Divine Hall before its defenses obliterate me."

"Opening it demands four keys held by my four loyal aides; who knows if they betrayed me in my weakened state."

"Fair warning, my subordinates are Tier Eight with Tier Nine potential."

"Their full domain deployment will impact your Pet Beast."

Pan Hai seized control of a stone, birthing a stone golem that resembled a hulking brute.

Typical forms mimicked hands, but Pan Hai settled for a basic humanoid shape.

In a horror saga, this thing could drag on for a dozen installments.

Ye Bai felt a touch speechless too.

"Haha, don't fuss over my looks."

"Enough divine power lets me craft a proper shell."

"Full revival for me? That's practically impossible."

Ye Bai's curiosity spiked at those words, eager to pursue the dangling thread.

"Impossible?"

"What really happened to you?"

Pan Hai indicated the sun above.

"You all know what befalls a fallen Pan, correct?"

"My left eye turned into the sun, my right eye into the moon, and my beard into the stars, thus creating the cycles of sun, moon, and stars."

"The body transformed into the land, essentially merging completely with the Dao, fully fused with this world, irreversible."

"Thus, rebirth for me is utterly hopeless; I can only exist in this current form."

"Simply surviving is already a great fortune for me."

Pan Hai let out a deep sigh toward Ye Bai.

"Without divine power, I’m nothing but a useless shell."

"With divine power, I could have reached Demigod status by now."

A light blue glow gathered around Pan Hai, rendering his body somewhat more substantial.

"Fine, ask whatever you wish. I’ve vowed to aid you for three hundred years."

"Once three hundred years pass, our debts are settled; this world belongs to you, and I’ll venture outward to seek revival."

Right then, Ye Bai inquired, "I want to learn more about the Plane Merchant."

"How many times has he visited this world?"

"Did he carry off anything on each visit?"

"What kind of personality does he have?"

Pan Hai scratched his head: "The Plane Merchant arrives every ten thousand years, and each time it’s a different one he dispatches."

"I’ve heard from fellow Pans that the Plane Merchant is extremely greedy."

Ye Bai instantly comprehended that Pan Hai had never encountered the Plane Merchant personally, relying solely on hearsay from other Pans.

The system’s intel was always spot-on; this Plane Merchant proved exceptionally generous, so Ye Bai refused to let the chance slip.

"Okay, that’s enough for now."

"One more thing: where is Wine Island located?"

Hearing Ye Bai’s question, Pan Hai grew highly guarded: "What are you planning? Let me warn you, that’s my treasured gem; don’t even think of ruining it."

A deeply wronged look crossed Pan Hai’s face.

Wine Island represented one of his scant delights, so how had Ye Bai discovered it when he’d told no one?

"I only intend to tap the wine spring there to brew some exquisite wines."

"Such as the ’82 Lafite or the ’80 Maotai—these are legendary brews you’ve never sampled; surely you crave wines from distant lands?"

The words stirred the Sea God to swallow hard, his desire ignited; Pan Hai was fully hooked.

"No deal, you must let me sample it first, or I won’t consent."

Pan Hai shook his head firmly.

He wouldn’t yield without proof of the goods.

"Very well, since you insist so strongly, I’ll show you true fine wine."

Ye Bai produced two bottles of premium liquor, with special emphasis on the Maotai; uncorking it released a profoundly intoxicating aroma.

"Heavens, this scent is divine—fine, I’ll guide you there!"