Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 28: East to East
Fengyan, under the moonlight, looked at Bibi Dong's pretty face, which remained the same as it had been twelve years ago without any change, and his curiosity was still aroused.

So even though Feng Yan's voice was trembling, he still couldn't help but smile and asked, "My father is Sword Demon Douluo Feng Yan? I'm an orphan, pretty sister, you really know how to joke."

Bibi Dong's voice was still gentle, and her answer was worth pondering.

"You kid... you were born at the end of Douluo 2630, right? Sister is not kidding, your father is indeed Sword Demon Douluo Feng Yan."

The end of Douluo year 2630? Feng Yan remembered that at that time Qian Renxue officially replaced Xue Qinghe, and he was also fostered in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect at that time.

In other words, it was at that time that Bibi Dong got the news that Qian Renxue had adopted him?

No wonder Feng Yan grew older and looked more and more like his old self, but Bibi Dong never asked about it.

Calculating the time, the secret room incident did happen at the beginning of that year. If he was born prematurely, 'Yan Feng' could indeed be his Feng Yan's son.

That way, everything makes sense.

Feng Yan's only question was: But she couldn't recognize the toxins in her body? She left them herself?
So, Feng Yan pretended to be about to cry, and asked secretly: "Sister, I don't know who my mother is. Is she dead? Then why did my father abandon me? Is it because I was born with a defect and my poisonous body made him lose face?"

Sure enough, Bibi Dong's expression froze.

But what was incredible was that she actually nodded and agreed: "Well, maybe that's what he thought...your father...he is just that kind of person, never willing to take responsibility..."

Feng Yan finally managed to hold back his eyes wide open, his mind full of thoughts: I am irresponsible? When did I become irresponsible? I wanted to be responsible for you in the beginning!
Bibi Dong recognized the wrong person, so Feng Yan grabbed Bibi Dong's wrist and tried to fool her, "Sister, you are so powerful that even Haotian Douluo can't beat you. Can you help me detoxify?"

Looking at Yan Feng's hopeful face, Bibi Dong's heart softened.

Bibi Dong herself knew how poisonous she was, and the birth of Yan Feng might have killed his mother.

Thinking that it was all Feng Yan's fault and not to involve the child, she nodded.

Seeing Bibi Dong nodded in agreement, Feng Yan almost jumped up with excitement.

If the poison is removed and the Wind Sword is at hand, then all I have to do is grab it, and the sky will be high for birds to fly and the sea will be wide for fish to leap!
While feeling happy, the little man in Feng Yan's mind was already waving his fists.

He fantasized that when he was fully recovered, he would beat Bibi Dong to the bed and ravage her.

Even if she gave birth to ten or eight more children, she would still be so arrogant!
So Feng Yan blurted out: "Don't worry, sister! I will find him when I get better! Sister, if you like my father, I will let him marry you! From now on, you will be my mother!"

As for matters behind the bed curtains, no matter whether he calls you dad or mom, we can still discuss it!
The rumor spread, so Bibi Dong was angry.

When Bibi Dong shook Feng Yan off, Feng Yan's physical injuries were almost healed, and he felt truly happy both physically and mentally.

Faced with Bibi Dong's sudden outburst, Feng Yan fell from heaven to hell. His smiling expression completely froze, and the Death Star floated above his head again.

He shouted in his heart: My life is over!

Feng Yan didn't understand what he had said wrongly, which caused Bibi Dong to roar, "I am not your mother! Your father is my great enemy who must be killed!"

Before Feng Yan closed his eyes and waited for death, he saw in disbelief that the purple wings of light behind Bibi Dong spread out.

He judged that he must have summoned some kind of external soul bone, and then he disappeared.

After sitting there in a daze for a long time, Feng Yan's cold sweat had almost evaporated, and he shivered in a trance.

Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that he had saved his life.

But he also realized what a great opportunity he had missed.

Feng Yan regretted so much that he slapped himself hard in the face. It hurt so much that tears came out without him even crying.

……

Rushing back to the Spirit Hall overnight, Bibi Dong sat down on the Pope's throne in a daze.

Along with Bibidong, Feng Yan's Wind Sword also fell.

But for some reason, the wind sword, which should have been sky blue, not only had the imprint of Bibi Dong's purple soul power, but was now emitting a faint green light, as if mocking Bibi Dong.

When Bibi Dong got the news about 'Yan Feng', she didn't take it seriously. She just thought that Qian Renxue was soft-hearted and picked up an orphan.

Later, as Yan Feng grew up, Bibi Dong began to investigate.

His martial soul is of wind element, and he was born with a congenital poison. Only Qian Renxue's angel soul power can suppress it. The time information obtained by Bibi Dong is at the end of 2630 in the Douluo calendar, which matches the time when Feng Yan escaped.

Finally, Bibi Dong came to the conclusion that 'Yan Feng' was most likely Feng Yan's son.

Abandoning his wife and children, this was consistent with Bibi Dong and the world's impression of the playboy Fengyan, so Bibi Dong no longer had any doubts.

As time went by, Feng Yan never appeared on Douluo Continent again. Bibi Dong thought that he had been poisoned and died in some unknown corner.

Until the day before, Soto City urgently reported that the Sword Demon had reappeared on the continent and had accepted a disciple.

Soto City is not far from Wuhun City. With Bibi Dong's cultivation level, it will only take a moment to get there.

How could the aura of a Titled Douluo outside the city not attract attention? Bibi Dong, who was searching in Soto City, found Tang Hao.

When Bibi Dong arrived, just before Tang Hao's conversation with Yan Feng, someone was walking slowly.

Bibi Dong heard their conversation, which explained the doubts in Bibi Dong's mind.

Feng Yan should have died long ago, how could he reappear on the mainland? This is just his son Yan Feng pretending to be his father.

The more she thought about it, the more distraught Bibi Dong became.

She hated Feng Yan, hated Feng Yan for giving her hope, but never seeing her desperately chasing him from a distance. In the end, tragedy happened, and she became dirty.

But one cannot deceive oneself. Even if one tries to numb oneself to many things, Bibi Dong has felt empty inside for the past twelve years.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she would still think of the man whose appearance and reputation were in stark contrast.

After so many years, Bibi Dong still asks a question: Is Feng Yan really as perfect as imagined?
This question is too simple, especially when Bibi Dong herself becomes the object of worship.

Bibi Dong just couldn't accept Feng Yan's imperfections, and used the most despicable means to destroy the innocent person she loved the most. When she went to look for Feng Yan today, Bibi Dong just had a glimmer of hope, hoping that Feng Yan really escaped that year and he could still live to this day.

She hoped to kill Feng Yan with her own hands or throw herself into his arms again, as long as she could see her old friend again, she would be satisfied.

Now that time has passed, Bibi Dong only wants to prove one thing.

She wanted to say it in person: Feng Yan, I don’t love you anymore!

Now, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's Ning Fengzhi's daughter and 'Yan Feng' have completely destroyed Bibi Dong's hopes.

Bibi Dong was very clear about the power of her poison. Even Feng Yan's body protection technique, which was said to be immune to all poisons, could be broken by it. There was no surprise at all.

She really killed Feng Yan with her own hands twelve years ago, and killed her own dream.

Feng Yan will never come back.

Finally, it was confirmed that the man was dead, but this fact also froze Bibi Dong's voice. Even though her clothes were soaked with tears, she couldn't utter a single cry.

Wailing is the privilege of children, as if as long as she cries out, Bibi Dong will become the six-year-old herself who awakened her martial spirit and first met Feng Yan.

Then, that self would not hesitate to tear open the scar on Bibi Dong's heart that had been scabbed over time, causing all her flesh and blood to collapse immediately.

She couldn't stand it anymore.

The fact that Bibi Dong tried so hard to deny became extremely clear amid the pain that was raging in her heart.

In the dead of night, Bibi Dong finally showed her true self. She couldn't help crying and covering her face, "I'm sorry, Brother Feng Yan, I'm sorry... I was bewitched..."

"Originally I just wanted you to tell me all the techniques so that I can recover as before, pretending that nothing happened and start all over again..."

"But I just can't control it..."

When Feng Yan came to Wuhun City, Bibi Dong really just wanted to invite him for tea and a chat at first.

But the voice in her heart told Bibi Dong that as long as she mixed the poison of the Twin Spider Kings into the tea and let Feng Yan drink it, she would get everything she wanted.

There was no strategy at all. Perhaps Feng Yan relied too much on his body protection soul power to be immune to all poisons and was not at all surprised by anything.

It was no different from drinking any other tea. Feng Yan drank the cup of deadly poisonous tea.

Thus, with just that little bit of divine power, she easily penetrated Feng Yan's protective soul power, and her poison successfully invaded Feng Yan's body, poisoning Feng Yan into a coma.

What happened later also passed through Bibi Dong's mind like flowing water. When she looked back, everything had changed.

Closing her eyes in pain, Bibi Dong was no longer the same person she used to be.

She closed her eyes tightly, and Bibi Dong's tone became colder and harder.

"Now, I am no longer the crying child."

"I am the most noble and powerful person in the Douluo Continent today."

"I, with this view of the world, am crowned the Pope of the Spirit Hall."

"I will rule the entire Douluo Continent."

“The old order is finally reduced to ashes.”

“Here you will ascend to the supreme and eternal throne of Rakshasa!”

Bibi Dong's consciousness gradually sank, and she was sinking deeper and deeper into the depths of her consciousness, the abyss of endless death and evil.

Until a voice pulled her back to the real world.

"Teacher? What are you talking about?"

Following a call, Bibi Dong opened her eyes again and looked to the side, where a girl had arrived at some point in time.

Taking a deep breath and perking up, Bibi Dong said softly, "Nana, when did you come?"

Hu Liena held Bibi Dong's hand and said worriedly, "Teacher, I heard from Uncle Ghost that you were tired. You just arrived at the Pope's Palace."

With a wry smile, Bibi Dong took the healthy and charming Hu Liena into her arms.

Unable to help herself, Bibi Dong thought of the child who was tortured by the inherited toxin, "Nana, you said that the teacher didn't even let a single child go, isn't that really evil?"

"Teacher, the child you are talking about is the enemy's child, right?" Hu Liena asked puzzledly while patting Bibi Dong on the back.

“I guess so.” Bibi Dong said suddenly.

Hearing Bibi Dong's confirmation, Hu Liena clenched her fists and said, "It doesn't matter. The son of an enemy is still an enemy. Teacher, please don't kill me. I will help you."

Bibi Dong couldn't help but smile, "How can you comfort your teacher by killing someone?"

Hu Liena lifted Bibi Dong's shoulders and said seriously, "Don't worry, teacher. Just tell me who Nana is!"

After thinking about it carefully, Bibi Dong said helplessly: "If it is possible, you will meet him. But killing him is really not a glorious thing."

Seeing that Bibi Dong's mood had improved and there was still room for improvement, Hu Liena also relented, "Then I will beat him so hard that he can't take care of himself!"

"That's not bad...but don't fall for his beauty trap." Bibi Dong felt that she should give him a reminder.

Hu Liena's eyes curved and suddenly brightened up, "Is it a boy? Teacher, is he handsome?"

Bibi Dong was speechless, an ominous premonition growing in her heart.

She felt that this poison was even more impossible to cure, and she couldn't let Feng Yan's child bully her disciples again.

(End of this chapter)