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

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 and 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 leave each other, 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 that 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. You think just because you sneaked in doesn't mean it's not?"

As Nan Feng walked, he thought to himself, "Qian Xunji was killed. With such a big incident, 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 false can appear real, and what appears real can appear false. 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 saintess who’s not quite right in the head has had another episode and wants to go find her teacher or her daughter.”

“But if Qian Xunji dies, everyone who has seen me will become a witness!” Bibi Dong retorted. “The evidence is irrefutable. Even if Qian Daoliu wants to pretend to be deaf and dumb, how can 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. When we get to her bedchamber later, we’ll make a surprise escape.”

"I control 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 stays 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 able to hide it. But things are different now."

Nan Feng was full of confidence, "We just formed a soul blood pact, and my original 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. In addition, you are about to open the Rakshasa Secret Realm and be tainted by the aura of the evil god. Others may dare to take a risk, but Qian Daoliu, an 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 give 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?" 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 sly 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 feeling..."

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 were clearly perceptible.

"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'll stop fooling around."

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."

Chapter 11 As long as Mom is there, everything will be alright.

……

The Papal Palace, and the side garden.

A cool night breeze rustled the leaves in the garden.

"Mom, look how bright that star is!"

Qian Renxue nestled in Nan Feng's (Spider King's clone) arms, her little finger pointing to the brightest star in the night sky, her face beaming with an unprecedentedly happy smile.

"Yes, it's very bright."

Nan Feng gently swayed on the swing, his chin resting on Qian Renxue's soft hair, a gentle smile on his lips, but deep in his purple eyes, the gradually deepening night was reflected.

"Xue'er".

Nan Feng suddenly spoke, his tone tinged with confusion and curiosity, "There's something your mother has always wanted to ask you."

"Hmm? What's the problem, Mom?" Qian Renxue turned her head, her big eyes blinking.

"Although I can't remember the past, I vaguely heard the palace maids mention that your father... was His Holiness the current Pope?"

Qian Renxue's body stiffened abruptly, and her small hands instinctively gripped Nan Feng's clothes tightly.

"Besides, isn't His Holiness the Pope still alive and well in the Papal Palace? Why did you tell Mom that he was dead that day?"

"This……"

Qian Renxue panicked.

These past few days she has been so immersed in the happiness of "having a mother" that she has completely forgotten this fatal logical flaw.

Grandpa said that Mom must never know that Dad is still alive, otherwise Mom will turn back into the cold and scary person she used to be!

Qian Renxue stammered, her eyes already welling up with tears. She stubbornly clung to the lie, "Dad... Dad is really dead! He died a long, long time ago!"

"That pope... he's not... not my father!"

"Really?" Nan Feng pressed.

"Really! Xue'er won't lie to Mom!" Qian Renxue cried out.

In order to hold onto this hard-won maternal love, the poor child had no choice but to curse his own father again and again.

Qian Daoliu, who was hiding in the shadows, heard this conversation and felt a mix of emotions.

He sighed, and was about to send a telepathic message to Xue'er to tell her not to panic, when suddenly—

Boom!

My heart skipped a beat.

An unprecedented feeling of palpitation struck without warning, as if... something extremely important, something connected to him by blood, was being completely severed in that instant!

"not good!"

As a peerless Douluo, Qian Daoliu's intuition was incredibly sharp. He suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the Pope's palace. Although it seemed calm there, in his eyes, an extremely evil and oppressive aura was slowly rising!

That's... Bibi Dong's aura!

"A diversionary tactic?!"

Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically. He could no longer care about hiding his figure, and he didn't even have time to greet Qian Renxue. He turned into a golden stream of light and disappeared from the spot in an instant!