The overlord of the gods is interrogating the alien female spy.

　Chen Lingxu turned around, the head of the Qilin looking down at the deer, which were much smaller than him. The deer began to moan softly. With a little manipulation of the monkey talisman's divine power, Chen Lingxu understood their words, which were not much different from what Shu Santong had said.

　If his guess was true, Chen Lingxu felt that all these years of hiding here had been a facade for himself, as if he had been outwitting thin air.

　However, it's always good to be careful.

　"Um……"

　Compared to the Qilin's innate talent as the "leader of beasts," Chen Lingxu was more concerned about how these deer could 'talk'.

　After encountering Shu Santong, Chen Lingxu carefully studied the derivative abilities brought by the Monkey Talisman. [Beast Sounds] was a quick way to learn it. Through the translation platform of the Monkey Talisman, Shu Santong's rat-like language was translated into human language that he could understand. Without the Monkey Talisman, one would only hear various sounds, but with a little careful listening, one could discern the richness of the tones, which were not something that ordinary animals could produce.

　The wonder of it aroused his great curiosity.

　--

　Chen Lingxu still accepted the deer as reserve food and spent some time inquiring about their language from the herd.

　With the corroboration of Shu Santong's various pieces of evidence, Chen Lingxu obtained a startling piece of news.

　That is, all the animals he encountered could 'talk,' and their languages ​​were very similar. Once you learned one, you could roughly understand the languages ​​of other species, just like the difference between Mandarin and local dialects.

　Moreover, these animals actually have their own 'culture'. The smaller ones are like this herd of thirty-odd deer, a 'herbivorous nomadic group' with its own pastures, able to unite to deal with danger, unlike deer herds in the animal kingdom that scatter and flee when attacked by wild beasts. The larger ones are like the Misty Ridge Mountains, where the so-called Rat Clan of Rat Santong, the Hundred Rat Clans, the Flood Dragon King, and the unnamed Dragon King reside. The area has even transitioned from primitive tribes to a slave society. Rat Santong is a clan rat, below him are slave rats captured by the Hundred Rat Clans in their territorial disputes, and above him is the Flood Dragon King.

　"Goodness gracious. What kind of bizarre world is this?"

　Chen Lingxu recalled the time he had kept a sheep to slowly roast, and the sheep kept bleating.

　It turns out it wasn't animal instinct, but rather a plea for mercy or a plea for a quick death.

　"Damn it, eating meat feels weird now. So, is wolves eating sheep just a natural law, or...?"

　Chen Lingxu shook his head, putting this philosophical question out of his mind.

　Why worry about so much? We've been eating them for five years already. If all animals could talk, we'd just kill them before eating them. At worst, we'd just ignore them. Besides, they're not even the same species.

　"My king, my legs are not fast enough, my hooves are not strong enough, and I can no longer follow you to the distant pastures. Please eat me!"

　But before nightfall, Chen Lingxu looked at the old deer who had 'voluntarily recommended' him, listened to her words, and speechlessly pushed her away.

　"We'll talk about it after you're dead."

　He found it quite amusing when he couldn't understand what was being said, but once he did, everything seemed strange. He had heard of people offering themselves up for bed, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone so sincerely offering themselves up like that.

　"Then Your Majesty, you may enjoy this child."

　After the old deer left, a young female deer, who appeared to be just reaching adulthood, was brought before the Qilin Overlord.

　Meanwhile, the rat spirit, Shu Santong, kept chattering and judging the little doe, saying things like how the "beauty deer scheme" was too cunning and other nonsensical things.

　Chen Lingxu glanced at the doe before him. The setting sun cast a vibrant orange glow on her soft, chestnut-red fur, and the white spots formed beautiful patterns. Given her young age, she appeared small and adorable next to the massive Qilin overlord. Such doe girls were particularly sought after by male deer during the deer's regular breeding season.

　The problem is that Chen Lingxu is neither a stag nor a 'Furry fanatic'... Although he had heard many stories about playing with animals, his sexual orientation was still that of a normal human beauty with big breasts, long legs, and a perky butt. He was thinking about those ethereal and beautiful fairies, not this timid little doe rubbing her head against his arm.

　Oh my god, what does 'shy' mean... it makes this little deer seem like an ordinary girl.

　"unbelievable."

　Chen Lingxu sighed, raised his head, and looked at the distant plains.

　The woodland was nestled halfway up a mountain, beyond which stretched a vast plain. Chen Lingxu had seen cattle or horses galloping across it before, followed by wolves. However, those wolves preferred chasing wild donkeys rather than horses or cattle; perhaps they understood the saying, "Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground"?

　Chen Lingxu had eaten some wild donkey meat, and it tasted pretty good, very chewy, and much better than wolf meat.

　"Could this really not be a world of cultivation? Or is it a magical world that blends ancient and modern elements from different cultures?"

　Chen Lingxu thought to himself, but he would only know the answer once he found that guy called Jiao Mo Wang and asked him properly.

　"The starry sky..."

　Chen Lingxu looked at the starry sky before him... After discovering that the animals here could talk, he felt something was off about the night sky, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

　Forget it, why worry about so much? Let's think about how to get these deer to the Misty Ridge Mountains first.

　"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! There are wolves! There are wolves!"

　The squeaking of Shu Santong woke Chen Lingxu from his nap. He was surrounded by deer, who hid around him, seemingly trying to scare away the wolves that were closing in.

　"That's quite a lot."

　The wolf pack no longer seemed as scattered as he had seen last year, with each pack consisting of at most ten or so wolves. Now, there were about a hundred wolves blocking the way, which was probably the total number of wolf packs on this plain.

　Chen Lingxu saw the alpha wolf of the pack, which was incredibly robust, several times larger than the other wolves. The other wolves were about the size of a normal husky, while this alpha wolf was as big as a motorcycle. The stag he had killed earlier that day was larger, but in a real fight, the outcome was uncertain.

　"Leave here, and I'll spare your lives."

　The wolves, who had been baring their teeth, all shrank their tails after the Qilin Overlord opened its eyes, except for the wolf king, who still managed to muster the courage.

　Chen Lingxu's words transformed into beastly sounds, and he usually only warned once.

　"Ouch——!"

　Suddenly, the wolf king howled, and the loud howl stirred up the emotions of the timid wolves around him, who couldn't help but join in the howling. Even some of the wolf cubs started howling along.

　"Oh?"

　Did Chen Lingxu notice the change in the wolf pack because of the wolf king's howl?

　If we were to use a human analogy, such a howl would be like a war cry, which could increase the courage of the warriors.

　“Unfamiliar King, there is plenty of food on the grasslands, and even more in the forests. We have no intention of being your enemy, but if we cannot escape in time, we will surely die. The Demon King of the Flood Dragon has defeated the Old Dragon King, and now his army is marching here.”

　The wolf king stopped his battle roar, but instead of taking advantage of the increased morale of his tribe to launch an attack, he sincerely chose to negotiate and told the overlord in front of him what he knew.

　We're not real wild animals. It would be the stupidest thing to fight to the death for a bite to eat, or even bury our hard-won community here.

　"So, run away! Run to a farther place, to a place where there is more food."

　"Is it that damned Flood Dragon Demon King again?"

　Chen Lingxu's interest grew even stronger upon hearing this. What exactly was this Jiao Demon King all about? He was waging a national war against the old Dragon King, unifying tribes, and now he was starting to expand.

　Could this be the first 'unified' entity he encountered after transmigrating?

　“Your tribe is quite good, but it will soon be mine.”

　The Qilin Overlord slowly rose to his feet, and the surrounding deer immediately made way, gathering behind him. Shu Santong stood on the back of a male deer, chattering and cheering for the Overlord's prestige.

　"What do you mean by this...?"

　The wolf king had already shown goodwill, and he tensed, looking at the towering overlord… The next time, he was slammed to the ground by a giant claw. He hadn't even seen what happened… He felt like he had only just taken a breath…

　"Didn't I make myself clear? Then I'll say it again: all beasts, listen up!"

　"From this moment forward, you will be under my rule."

　Thanks to these wolves that came to his door, and with their flattery, Chen Lingxu, who had been completely intrigued by the Flood Dragon Demon King, also wanted to play the game of vying for supremacy.

　--

　Fight for supremacy, fight for supremacy.

　Chen Lingxu saw the vast, black cloud-like army of rats. The distant Misty Ridge Mountains were like a beautiful woman veiled in silver gauze. Unfortunately, the overwhelming swarm of rats turned the beautiful woman into a terrifying figure.

　Within the swarm of rats, Chen Lingxu could also see many other kinds of animals, carnivores and herbivores. It was truly intriguing that the Flood Dragon Demon King had consciously managed all these animals in a unified manner.

　A somewhat familiar roar came from the clouds, and Chen Lingxu saw the ferocious dragon, tens of meters long. Eagles and sparrows circled around it, and many bound small dragons followed it. This evil dragon, wrapped in thunder and lightning, soared through the clouds, followed by all kinds of beasts. How majestic it was!

　"Hmm...it looks like we're outnumbered."

　The enemy's adult rat demons alone number in the tens of thousands, while Chen Lingxu only has less than a thousand small animals by his side. He is not only outnumbered, but this small herd of beasts wouldn't even make a ripple in the enemy's army. The only way to win is to try and behead the enemy leader.

　But that was a dragon, one that even the so-called Dragon King couldn't defeat. Chen Lingxu... could he do it?

　Of course you can, absolutely, easily!

　With a light leap, the Qilin Overlord soared into the air above the mountains and forests, heading straight for the dragon in the clouds.

　"I am the Great Sage of Purple Cloud from Misty Ridge Mountain! What beast are you?! State your name!"

　"A tiny mudfish dares to call itself the Great Sage?"

　"Know that if you do not cultivate yourself, you will see me as a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky. If you cultivate yourself, you will see me as a mayfly gazing at the blue sky."

　A powerful force, as strong as the sun, exploded in the sky, and the evil winds and rains brought by the dragon vanished. The wind swept across the plain, carrying the cry of the Qilin to the ears of all the beasts.

　Although they couldn't understand what the Qilin meant, all the beasts were in awe. The next moment, rain fell from the sky again, and this time, it was the blood rain of the dragon.

　In just a moment, before the beasts could even see how the two fought, the dragon was already torn and fell to the ground with a wail. It was then crushed to death by a single claw of the giant beast, which was ten times larger than the dragon itself, by the invincible Qilin overlord.

　The Qilin lowers its head, not only taking in the dragon but also looking down at all the beasts. Even an elephant has to raise its head high to catch a glimpse of the Qilin's head.

　When the wind whips up clouds to block out the sunlight, only the blazing eyes of the Qilin Overlord remain in the world.

　“You should remember my name, call me by my title, and worship me as your master.”

　The Qilin Overlord raised its head, and its roar transformed into thunder, causing all beasts to tremble and bow their heads.

　"I am—Yuanshi Tianzun!"

　"The bold get rich, the timid starve." When Chen Lingxu uttered this title, only the roars of ten thousand beasts could be heard, and there was no thunder. He knew that there was neither the aura of the Three Pure Ones nor the mechanical planet here, but only him, the 'Primordial Heavenly Venerable' transformed from a Qilin.

　Chen Lingxu did not kill the Flood Dragon King, and the Flood Dragon surrendered just as quickly. Or rather, even if they were awakened to intelligence by something, they still behaved like wild beasts, admiring the strong and fearing death. The absolute and unparalleled strength that Chen Lingxu displayed made these beasts instantly obey their instincts and begin to swear allegiance to him.

　"Then... there is only one answer. I will dedicate my loyalty to you!"

　This Flood Dragon Demon King was even more ruthless; he broke off his single horn to show his loyalty.

　The vast plain was crowded with all kinds of animals, with the dragon with the broken horn at the head, bowing down to the Qilin, which had shrunk countless times and lost its beastly form, now only a tiny humanoid shape.

　"Little Jiao, tell me about the distribution of forces around here."

　Chen Lingxu lifted the dragon horn, which was three times larger than his two-meter-tall human form, and placed it back on the broken dragon horn. He then used the divine power of the horse talisman to heal the injured dragon in the blink of an eye.

　In this animal world, even though wild beasts possess intelligence, one of the reasons they still fear death is that their injuries are incurable and they can only rely on their physical constitution to heal themselves. However, if the wound becomes infected, even a powerful dragon like the one before us will die a miserable death.

　The dragon, who thought it would take a long time to recover from its severe injuries, looked at the Qilin overlord in front of it and dared not rebel because of its smaller size. It immediately told the [Yuanshi Tianzun] everything it knew.

　"Little Jiao only knows that this land is infested with rats, and there are rats everywhere. There are also sheep-filled grasslands and fruit-growing basins around it..."

　Listening to the dragon's story, Chen Lingxu slapped his head in frustration.

　He shouldn't have had any expectations of these animals. While the names clearly indicate the place, they lack any aesthetic appeal.

　"Have you ever seen a creature like me?"

　Chen Lingxu transformed into the human form of a Qilin, not only for the convenience of movement, but also because he wanted to inquire about any traces of humans.

　"I have never seen one like it. I have followed that old dragon for a long time, but I have never seen such a powerful and mighty beast as the Celestial Venerable."

　"Old Dragon... how many creatures on this land resemble dragons?"

　Lin Shen sighed and then inquired about the number of other magical creatures.

　"There are probably only about a hundred dragons... I attended a dragon gathering once, and that's about the number of dragons there..."

　almost……

　"How many rat soldiers do you have under your command?"

　"About ten thousand."

　"Okay, so there are still a thousand or eight hundred dragons."

　Chen Lingxu glanced at the densely packed army of rats, which was several times the number given by the dragon.

　How strong are you in this regard?

　"I... can take on most of them. Although my melee ability is not as good as yours, Celestial Venerable, I'm basically invincible against those dragons that only spew water and electricity."

　Spells...

　When Chen Lingxu saw the dragon, it arrived with countless lightning bolts and dark clouds, stretching for about a hundred miles. He used the energy of the dragon talisman to disperse the clouds with high temperatures. Judging from the visual spectacle alone, the dragon's magic was indeed quite powerful.

　"Alright, let's continue the battle!"

　Since there's no way to play with beautiful fairies, and he can't abandon his original aesthetic to play with wild beasts, Chen Lingxu's only remaining goal is 'fight!'

　The battle with the dragon had ended hastily, leaving him no chance to truly enjoy himself. Now that he knew there were thousands more dragons like this, he was filled with the desire for a great battle.

　Having already used the title of "Primordial Celestial Venerable," how could he be worthy of this title if he couldn't fight to the highest level!

　"A strong wind rises, and the clouds fly high."

　Grasp the dragon's horn, and your vision will soar.

　"My might extends throughout the land, yet I return to my homeland."

　Chen Lingxu stood high in the sky, looking down at the countless beasts surging below, his blood boiling with rage.