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

"You always think I'm scheming against you, that I want to possess you, that I have ulterior motives."

"certainly……"

"It's not entirely your fault."

"After all, who made me a 100,000-year-old spider with a mouthful of lies and a treacherous nature?"

"You don't believe me, that's fine."

Within the Sea of ​​Spirit, Bibi Dong remained silent for a long time.

The vibrations transmitted through the deep bonds of their souls were so real and so stable that they caused cracks to appear in the solid defenses in her heart.

"This soul blood pact..."

Bibi Dong hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking:

"How much more are you not telling me?"

"Tell what?"

Nan Feng rolled his eyes. "To be honest, whether you believe it or not, I only know how to use this stuff. As for how effective it is or whether it has any side effects, I didn't know that before I used it."

"Ultimately, this is a secret technique of soul beasts originating from ancient times."

"In my inherited memories, this thing was originally created by the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox clan. That clan is extraordinary, known as the most powerful spiritual attribute soul beasts. It is said that their ancestors had the potential to ascend to godhood."

"But as you also know, the tallest tree in the forest will be felled by the wind."

"Their overwhelming potential and spiritual talent aroused the jealousy and fear of the Dragon Clan, the rulers of the Soul Beast Realm at the time."

"Later, the Heavenly Fox Clan was surrounded and killed by the Dragon Clan under a pretext. The slaughter was so terrible that their bloodline was almost wiped out."

"After all, in ancient times, most of the powerful soul beast races that had the potential to threaten the dominant position were slaughtered by the dragons. Those giant lizards were very arrogant and would never allow any race that dared to offend their supreme status to exist."

"After the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox clan was wiped out, the remaining Celestial Fox bloodline gradually declined. Later on, there were almost no descendants who could break through 100,000 years of cultivation."

"I learned this thing tens of thousands of years ago when a little celestial fox, unaware of its own limitations, accidentally wandered into the Death Canyon."

Nan Feng shrugged:

"I caught that little guy, and in exchange for his life, he taught me this secret technique etched into his bloodline."

"That's why I said I'm just a novice. As for what other effects this thing has besides sharing life and death, I'm not really sure."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong remained silent.

She quietly sensed the pure, unadulterated "truth" that flowed continuously through the soul connection.

The feeling was wonderful; it was as if, even without words, she could vaguely sense the warmth or coldness of the other person's soul.

"Nanfeng".

Bibi Dong suddenly asked:

"Can you sense my emotions? Or... can you sense which of my words are true and which are false?"

"what?"

Nan Feng was stunned, looking at him like he was an idiot:

"Big sister, are you alright? I can't read minds, how could I possibly know?"

"Besides, if I knew what you were thinking, how could we have created that awkward situation before? I would have just gone along with it already, okay?"

At this point, Nan Feng seemed to suddenly realize something, and looked at the mirror suspiciously:

"Wait...why are you suddenly asking this?"

"Could it be... that you can sense something?"

Bibi Dong did not answer, but lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes concealing the emotions in her eyes, as if it were a tacit agreement.

Seeing this, Nan Feng suppressed his playful expression.

He sat up, his expression turning unusually serious. "Bibi Dong, I advise you not to believe her."

"Even if this thing really has some miraculous effect, and can make you sense so-called sincerity or falsehood, don't believe it."

Bibi Dong looked up, puzzled, and asked, "Why?"

Because sincerity is the cheapest thing in the world.

Nan Feng said calmly:

"Truth and falsehood, love and hate, can be switched at any time."

People have a thousand faces, and their hearts are ever-changing.

"Even if what is sent this second is truly sincere, who knows if it will become false the next second because of interests, the situation, or a single thought?"

Nan Feng pointed to the pitch-black night outside the window:

"Aren't there enough vows of eternal love among humankind?"

"No matter how earth-shattering or life-or-death the love is today, and how vows are made to be faithful until death, tomorrow they may turn against each other and never speak to each other again, or even draw their swords against each other, simply because they can't agree on a word or two, or because of some trivial gain."

"Sincerity, in itself, cannot represent anything, nor can it guarantee any future."

"This thing is so cheap that anyone can just take it out and anyone can just throw it away anytime."

Nan Feng stared into Bibi Dong's eyes and said, word by word:

"Therefore, believing in sincerity and clinging to sincerity is a very foolish thing."

"Don't be fooled by that vague and unreal feeling."

"Only those with stable interests are truly trustworthy."

"But……"

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, Bibi Dong frowned, seizing upon the loophole in Nan Feng's words:

"Don't interests and positions also change?"

"When two people's needs no longer align, when the environment changes, even the once unbreakable alliance of interests can crumble instantly. Doesn't that so-called stability then become a joke?"

"Bingo! You got it right."

Nan Feng snapped his fingers, a look of approval on his face, but then quickly replaced it with an indifferent expression as if he had seen through the ways of the world:

"So, Bibi Dong."

"The word 'trust' is itself a meaningless false proposition."

"It is not an objectively existing contract, but a subjective choice."

Nan Feng sat up and pointed to his temple:

"When you're willing to believe something, even if it's fake, even if it's full of loopholes, you'll automatically find reasons to cover it up. You'll turn a blind eye, and you'll believe it until death."

"But when you are unwilling to believe it, even if it is true, even if all the facts are laid bare in front of you, you will subconsciously deny it, you will question it, you will nitpick, until... you put the facts aside."

Chapter 95 The debate itself is meaningless.

……

Nan Feng looked at Bibi Dong in the mirror, his gaze becoming somewhat profound:

"Haven't you always thought I was too stubborn, a scoundrel, or even... arrogant and self-righteous?"

Bibi Dong did not refute this, because that was indeed what she thought.

This guy never consults her before doing things; he always imposes his will on her, as if he's the only one who's right in the world.

"actually……"

Nan Feng sighed, "I wasn't like this before."

"I once naively thought that there should be more communication and more honesty between people. As long as we explain the reasons clearly and lay our hearts bare to each other, there might be more understanding and less misunderstanding."

"But later, as I saw more and communicated more, I came to a profound realization of a cruel truth—"

Nan Feng's voice turned cold:

"Communication is meaningless."

"Communication does not bring understanding, but only more prejudice."

"Humans are emotional beings. Compared to cold and boring facts, they care more about their own feelings, whether something meets their expectations, and whether it makes them feel good."

"As for the facts? They don't care."

"They will only be merciful enough to believe if the facts please them and meet their needs."

"Conversely, if the facts make them uncomfortable or challenge their perceptions, they will not hesitate to devalue them and even label the person who speaks the facts as a heretic."

Nan Feng pointed out the window; it was in the direction of the Papal Palace Square.

"Just like today."

"How much of what I said was true? How much was exaggerated? Did those people in the audience really not know?"

"Doesn't Ning Fengzhi know? Doesn't Qian Daoliu know?"

"They all know."

"But why did they choose to believe me? Why did they choose to join me in cursing Qian Xunji?"

"Because this aligns with their emotional outlet and their interests!"

Nan Feng spread his hands, a mocking smile on his face:

Therefore, the debate itself is meaningless.

"In this world, it's not always the case that whoever is right wins."

"But whoever has the loudest voice, whoever can stir up emotions, whoever can bewitch people... is right."

"Do you think I'm being arrogant?"

"Do not."

"This is called 'Man can conquer nature'!"

"Since people are foolish and only believe emotions, not facts, then I won't tell them the facts; I'll just give them my emotions!"