Reincarnated as the Death Spider Queen, sacrificing Bibi Dong at the start

“We’re in the same boat now, but by the time you get ashore, I’ll still be soaking in the water.”

"I value my life and don't want to be a dog that gets cooked."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's heart sank.

This guy... is incredibly perceptive.

Indeed, she did have this plan in mind.

No strong person wants another uncontrollable soul to reside in their body.

Once she kills Qian Xunji, devours his soul, and opens the Rakshasa Secret Realm, her next target will be this Death Spider King!

If we could use divine power to completely eliminate this "old rogue," that would be the best outcome.

If that's not possible, at least we should find a way to completely suppress him and regain absolute control of the body.

Having her thoughts exposed, Bibi Dong simply stopped pretending.

"so what?"

Bibi Dong said coldly, "You plan to keep that beast alive indefinitely to blackmail me?"

“I do have that idea,” Nan Feng said leisurely.

"After all, you can't do anything to me now, and as long as Qian Xunji is alive, you won't want to die."

"Even if you can't become a god, you can still live for at least another hundred or two hundred years. I'll just consider this a failed investment. And you can forget about the Rakshasa Secret Realm. Wouldn't it be interesting if we just loved and fought each other for the rest of our lives?"

"you!!!"

Bibi Dong was so angry that she trembled all over.

That bastard! That shameless scoundrel!

"What exactly do you want?!" Bibi Dong barely suppressed her anger.

"Little Dongdong, it's not about what I want, it's about what you want," Nan Feng said helplessly.

"Whether it was the sacrifice before or the threat now, I just want to live. I don't want to die, even if it means living like a parasite on you."

"I really want to trust you and cooperate with you so that we can all benefit from this, but unfortunately, you not only refuse to meet my most basic need to survive, but you are also thinking about how to kill me all the time."

"If I don't help you, you can't become a god; if I help you, it's suicide."

"What can I do? I'm desperate too."

Bibi Dong was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, "So what exactly do you want?"

"It's simple. Think of a way to make me feel at ease with you," Nan Feng said leisurely.

"I don't need to worry about you discarding me after you've served your purpose, and I don't need to worry about you killing me at any time."

"If we can't solve this problem, then let's just waste our lives like this."

Bibi Dong is about to collapse.

She now deeply regrets her past actions, wondering why she was so greedy for such a small sacrifice!

As a result, this old rogue latched onto me!

And now, she has absolutely no way to deal with this old rogue!

"Shameless! Despicable! Vulgar!"

"Nan Feng, you beast who deserves to die a horrible death!!"

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, wishing she could split her head open and rip out that disgusting soul inside to crush it.

Why did she believe that old spider's lies in the first place? The sacrifice, the promise of helping her become a god—it was all bait!

This is like a poison coated in sugar; it's easy to swallow, but now you can't vomit it up, and it's still inside you, ready to explode at any moment.

"Go ahead and curse, keep cursing."

Nan Feng's irritating voice rang out again, "It'll make you feel better if you vent. After all, we have a long life ahead of us, and you need to find a way to vent."

"Long nights, sleepless nights. Having a caring older brother like me to chat with you in the sea of ​​the mind, help you take care of your children, and even fight for you—this kind of treatment is something others would beg for."

"Look, you'll live alone whether you're alone or we'll make do. In a few decades, you'll be old and I'll be tired, then we'll both return to dust, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

“You…” Bibi Dong’s chest heaved violently with anger, and her eyes turned red.

She can't afford to waste time.

Every minute, every second, just thinking that Qian Xunji was still alive, still barely clinging to life in the Papal Palace, made her feel as if ants were gnawing at her whole body.

Ten years? Twenty years?

No, she couldn't even wait a day longer!

"it is good……"

After a long while, Bibi Dong seemed to have all her strength drained away, and she slumped against the headboard, the anger in her eyes turning into a deep sense of powerlessness.

"You win."

"Nanfeng, you win."

Bibi Dong's voice was hoarse, carrying an almost pleading tone of compromise, "As long as you let me kill Qian Xunji, as long as you let me take revenge... I will agree to any condition."

Seeing that the time was right, Nan Feng, who had been in a "laissez-faire" state, finally put away his nonchalant tone.

Bibi Dong's psychological defenses have been worn down to the limit by this series of "shameless" tactics.

Now, she is willing to pay any price to kill Qian Xunji.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the enormous purple spider king phantom slowly opened its eight eerie green eyes, staring directly at Bibi Dong's soul.

“Bibi Dong, you are a smart person.”

"You should understand that the biggest problem between us is a crisis of trust."

"I don't believe you'll let me go after you become a god, and you don't believe I'll genuinely help you."

"This kind of suspicion is unsolvable."

"Unless... we can address the possibility of betrayal at its root."

Bibi Dong suddenly looked up: "What do you mean?"

“A soul blood pact,” Nan Feng said calmly. “It’s not a simple parasitic relationship like this, but a true fusion of our soul essences.”

"This is a forbidden contract originating from ancient soul beasts. Once formed, it means a true unity of two souls, sharing life and death."

"If I die, your soul will shatter instantly; if you die, I will also vanish into nothingness."

"Even if you become a god in the future, as long as you want to separate yourself from me, your soul will suffer irreversible damage, and you may even fall from your pedestal or perish."

"Only when the cost of killing me is too high for you to bear can I believe that you really won't kill me."

"This is what I want—a sense of security."

Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.

A soul blood pact? A bond of life and death?

This means she will forever lose absolute control over her soul, and that the old spider will truly become an inseparable part of her life!

This is more thorough than parasitism; it's practically... selling half of one's soul to this spider!

Chapter 10 Nan Feng: Are you going to curse me again?

……

“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 just stay here and be your saintess, watch that old bastard Qian Xunji recover from his injuries, and then continue to boss you around."

"Oh, by the way, I heard that Qian Xunji's injuries are recovering quite well recently, 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 sign."

"Nan Feng, remember your words. If you still dare to obstruct 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.