met free Chapter 10 Nan Feng: Are you going to curse me again?
Chapter 10 Nan Feng: Are you going to curse me again?
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"That's impossible..." Bibi Dong instinctively wanted to refuse.
"Then there's nothing to discuss."
Nan Feng instantly reverted to his roguish demeanor. "Anyway, I'm not going to entrust my life to your hands. You can continue to be your saintess here, watching that old bastard Qian Xunji recover from his injuries, and then continue to boss you around."
"Oh, by the way, I heard Qian Xunji's injuries are healing quite well lately, and he should be able to get out of bed in another month or so. When that happens, do you think he'll have some strange ideas when he discovers Bibi Dong's amnesia?"
"Oh! Dong'er! Don't you remember me? I am your most respected master!"
"..."
The room fell into a deathly silence.
The moonlight outside the window was obscured by dark clouds, just like Bibi Dong's dark heart at this moment.
a long time.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, a resolute madness flashing in her purple eyes.
For an avenger, any price is worth paying to drag that man into hell.
Even the soul!
"it is good."
"I'll sign."
"Nan Feng, remember your words. If you still dare to hinder my revenge after signing the contract..."
"Don't worry," Nan Feng interrupted her. "As long as I want to live, I want you to become stronger more than anyone else. After all, you are my host and my future pillar of strength."
"Come, open your mind, don't resist."
Deep within the sea of the spirit.
The purplish-black soul of the Death Spider King slowly approached Bibi Dong's human soul.
This time, it's no longer a standoff of mutual suspicion, but a complete integration.
Om-!
In reality, Bibi Dong's body trembled violently.
Two immense soul forces collided violently within her body, then began to intertwine, entwine, and merge wildly.
The feeling was extremely strange; it wasn't painful, but rather a tingling sensation as if the soul was being "invaded" and "filled."
Even someone as resilient as Bibi Dong couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her face flushed, and she gripped her clothes tightly with both hands.
I don't know how much time has passed.
As the last glimmer of light faded, Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes.
At this moment, she could clearly feel that an indelible mark had been added deep within her soul. That mark was connected to Nan Feng; with just a thought, she could sense his emotions, and vice versa.
"Done, that's it."
Nan Feng's languid voice echoed in her mind, but this time, it seemed to come from the depths of her soul, carrying an indescribable sense of intimacy: "Congratulations, Xiao Dongdong, now we truly will never be apart, no matter what."
Bibi Dong's lips twitched slightly, automatically filtering out his witty remarks.
She stood up, looked out at the pitch-black night, and could no longer suppress her murderous intent.
"Now that the contract is in effect, you should fulfill your promise."
"Of course, but just to be on the safe side, I have another plan."
"...What are you going to do now?"
……
Bibi Dong quickly left the Temple of the Holy Maiden and headed towards the Papal Palace.
She didn't hide her whereabouts; on the contrary, she came openly and honestly.
However, the one controlling this body at this moment is not the real Bibi Dong, but Nan Feng.
That clear yet bewildered look in her eyes is something that Bibi Dong no longer possesses.
"If you just walk in like that, and Qian Xunji is really dead, everyone will know I was the last person to see him! I'll be the prime suspect!"
Bibi Dong in the Sea of Spirituality is on the verge of collapse.
"Calm down, do you think sneaking in makes it any different?"
As Nan Feng walked, he thought to himself, "Qian Xunji was killed. In such a serious matter, Qian Daoliu would suspect you first. No matter how you hide, you are the prime suspect."
"So, what we're doing is doing the opposite of what we're doing."
"As the saying goes, what appears empty can appear real, and what appears real can appear empty. If you really wanted to kill someone, what would you do? You'd probably do it stealthily, like a thief, right?"
"But if I just walk by like this, no one will think I'm going to assassinate someone. They'll just think that the saint who's not quite right in the head has had another episode and wants to go find her teacher or daughter."
"But if Qian Xunji dies, everyone who saw me will become a witness!" Bibi Dong retorted. "The evidence is irrefutable. Even if Qian Daoliu wanted to pretend he was deaf and dumb, how could he protect me?"
"So we need a more substantial witness, someone who can help us create an alibi," Nan Feng said. "Moreover, this witness must be someone Qian Daoliu absolutely trusts and who would never lie."
Bibi Dong was taken aback: "You mean... Qian Renxue?"
"That's right!" Nan Feng said, "Qian Renxue has been staying in the side hall of the Papal Palace for the time being. Once we get to her bedchamber, we'll pull a fast one."
"I controlled your Spider Queen clone to go out and find Qian Renxue, to watch the stars and the moon with her, and to talk about everything from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life. Meanwhile, your true body stayed in the palace to see Qian Xunji off on his way."
"But..." Bibi Dong still felt uneasy. "What if someone discovers it? After all, a clone is just a clone; its aura cannot be hidden from a strong person."
"If it were the old clone, it wouldn't have been impossible to hide. But things are different now."
Nan Feng was full of confidence, "We just formed a soul blood pact, and my source power has already permeated your martial soul. The current Spider Emperor clone is exactly the same as the original body in terms of aura, expression, and soul fluctuations! As long as I don't expose myself, even that old guy Qian Daoliu won't be able to find any flaws unless he examines it closely."
"Besides... would that old bastard Qian Daoliu dare to expose me?"
"Once Qian Xunji dies, you will be the only hope for the younger generation of the Spirit Hall, and Qian Renxue's only family. Furthermore, you are about to open the Rakshasa Secret Realm, tainted by the aura of the evil god. Others might dare to act recklessly, but Qian Daoliu, that old man who has served the Angel God for most of his life and knows that gods are real, would he dare to touch someone who is suspected of being chosen by the evil god?"
"If we fail, not only will we lose the future of the Spirit Hall, but we will also implicate his precious granddaughter."
"So, as long as we offer him a way out, even if it's made of paper, he'll have to bite the bullet and take it!"
Bibi Dong remained silent.
"What exactly are you?"
"What...what thing?" Nan Feng asked, puzzled.
"Everything you've shown far exceeds my understanding of soul beasts," Bibi Dong said.
"If all 100,000-year-old soul beasts were as shameless, unscrupulous, cunning, treacherous, despicable, and shrewd as you, it would be almost impossible for humans to hunt such beings."
"..." Nan Feng.
"Are you going to curse again?"
"..."
Soon, Bibi Dong arrived outside the Pope's palace. Upon seeing that it was the Holy Maiden, the guards outside the palace dared not stop her.
Bibi Dong didn't say anything, but quickly walked inside, and then her eighth spirit ring suddenly lit up!
Om-!
A purplish-black light separated from Bibi Dong's body and quickly condensed into another "Bibi Dong".
Nan Feng immediately infused a portion of his soul essence into this clone.
Instantly, the previously somewhat dazed clone's eyes became lively.
Nan Feng stretched his limbs, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Huh? This time it feels..."
He reached out and gently pinched his arm, then touched his cheek.
The realistic touch, the warm body temperature, and even the faint scent of incense in the air could be clearly smelled.
"As expected, after the soul blood pact, this clone has undergone a qualitative change."
Nan Feng clicked his tongue in amazement, then manipulated his clone to suddenly approach Bibi Dong's main body.
The two were face to face, only a few centimeters apart.
Bibi Dong subconsciously took a half step back, looking at the face that looked exactly like hers staring at her with an extremely aggressive gaze, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart.
"What are you doing?"
Nan Feng didn't answer, but instead leaned closer to her neck and gently sniffed.
"Hmm... a cool, subtle fragrance."
"It seems that the simulation of this clone is even more realistic than I imagined. Even such details are perfectly replicated."
Bibi Dong looked somewhat unnatural, and the roots of her ears turned slightly red.
If it were before, she would have slapped that lecherous man away long ago. But now... it was her own face, and the two had just undergone a soul fusion. The deep-seated intimacy made it impossible for her to feel any disgust.
"Alright, stop playing around."
Bibi Dong turned her head away and said coldly, "Don't delay important matters."
"Okay, okay, I won't make a fuss anymore."
Knowing when to stop, Nan Feng reached out and gently patted Bibi Dong's shoulder. "I'm going to draw their fire for you."
"See you tomorrow, Dongdong, have fun!"