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

"Back then, Tang Chen was an unparalleled hero. With just one man and one hammer, he could suppress the world and make people unable to raise their heads."

"But what was the result?"

"As soon as Tang Chen disappeared, Qian Xunji dared to attack the Haotian Sect. He was taking advantage of you and you didn't dare to say a word."

"If even the Haotian Sect is like this, what about you all?"

Bibi Dong turned around and looked at the Demon Bear, Ghost Leopard, and the others:

Even if you follow the Qian family to conquer the world now, and gain more benefits and more profits.

“But once you are gone, if your descendants are incompetent, they still won’t be able to protect this family business. At that time, it will still be swallowed up by others, skin and bones.”

"If it's just losing that glory, that's a minor matter."

Bibi Dong's lips curled into a chilling smile:

"I fear... that they will be childless and exterminated, their families will be wiped out!"

"If everyone strives for the prosperity of thousands of families for generations to come, then they are loyal ministers who helped the emperor rise to power and meritorious officials who helped the nation establish itself."

"But what has been the fate of these founding heroes throughout history?"

"When the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away; when the cunning rabbit is dead, the hunting dog is cooked!"

"Merit can be a bargaining chip, but it can also be a death sentence!"

Do you want to be the lackeys that get cooked?

Upon hearing this, the elders felt a chill run down their spines and fell into a deathly silence.

Although these words were harsh, they were the stark truth. They were titled Douluo, not fools; they had seen this kind of "using and discarding" far too often.

But this made them even more confused.

Since everyone knows the ending is bad, what exactly does Bibi Dong want to do?

"I know what you're thinking."

Bibi Dong walked back to the center of the hall. "You're thinking, since this is a dead end, how do we break it?"

"To break the deadlock, we must first understand the root cause."

"I ask you, why can the emperors of the two great empires decide life and death with a single word? Why was Jin E able to turn the Elders' Hall into his personal fiefdom?"

Bibi Dong asked and answered herself:

"Because they wield absolute violence and have highly centralized power."

"The power of life and death over everyone is in their hands. Moreover, this power is unchecked and unrestrained."

"They can do whatever they want."

"Just like Qian Xunji before, if he saw a transformed soul beast and became greedy and wanted to steal it, he could start a war and send countless people to their deaths."

"When the emperors of the two great empires want more land, power, and wealth, they will act impulsively and start a war."

"This is the current situation."

Bibi Dong spread her hands:

How can this situation be changed?

"In fact, the very concept behind the existence of the Elders' Hall was the initial design concept that provided a reference—the restraint and supervision of power."

"The Elders' Hall is there to check and balance the Pope and prevent him from acting arbitrarily."

“But unfortunately,” Bibi Dong shook her head, “this kind of power-based checks and balances is too fragile.”

"It can easily be distorted or even rendered ineffective by excessive personal force. Just like when Golden Crocodile was around. He represented the High Priest, he represented absolute force, so the Elders' Hall became his backyard, and you became his echo chambers."

Bibi Dong looked at the Demon Bear and the others with a sharp gaze:

"Even now, I am fully aware of it."

"If Qian Daoliu suddenly turns against me tomorrow and comes back with the Golden Crocodile, even if you swear allegiance to me today, you will instantly prove what it means to be a 'fence-sitter' and 'sway with the wind' tomorrow."

Demon Bear and the others lowered their heads awkwardly, not daring to refute.

"Therefore, this kind of coercion based solely on force is neither absolute nor reliable."

Bibi Dong changed the subject, "But have you thought about this?"

Why did Qian Daoliu back down yesterday?

"My current strength, while not bad, is definitely no match for that old man. So why did Qian Daoliu still reluctantly accept it? Why did he still kick Qian Xunji out of the family register?"

"Is it because I'm acting out of a sense of righteousness? Or is it because that old man suddenly had a change of heart?"

Bibi Dong scoffed:

"neither."

"Simply because... I grasped the key to overturning the table."

"I showed him my resolve: either listen to me, or we're all doomed!"

"This is called—a bargaining chip that leads to mutual destruction!"

"Qian Daoliu had no choice but to back down because he couldn't afford to lose, and he dared not lose."

"so."

Bibi Dong looked at everyone and said, word by word:

"To truly seize power, to protect one's life and interests in the face of the strong, one must have the awareness to be willing to overturn the table and perish together with the powerful!"

"Does anyone else have one?"

Bibi Dong sneered, her gaze sweeping contemptuously over the entire room:

"Obviously, you don't."

"You only want to survive, you only want to protect your own little corner of the world. So you will always be just pawns, always have to act according to other people's wishes."

Inside the main hall, Bibi Dong's sarcastic and all-knowing voice still echoed, like the sharpest whip, lashing the faces of the elders again and again.

The Demon Bear, the Ghost Leopard, the Porcupine Pufferfish, the Serpent Spear, and even Tang Xiao and Yue Guan Ghostly Spirit were all silent at this moment.

Yes.

Flip the table? Die together? Destroy everything?

It's easier said than done.

Which one of you here doesn't have a family to support? Which one of you hasn't enjoyed wealth and luxury? They've worked so hard to cultivate to the level of Title Douluo and stand at the pinnacle of the continent. Who would be willing to gamble everything they have, or even the lives of their entire family, on that one in ten thousand chance?

The lesser of two evils.

Even if you have to be a dog, even if you have to be subservient to others, at least you can still eke out a living, at least you can still keep your current wealth.

It's better than actually fighting to the death with a peerless expert like Qian Daoliu and ending up with nothing, or even losing your family and friends.

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, which seemed to accept her weakness and even take it for granted, Bibi Dong's contempt deepened. But then, she sighed, a hint of sorrow creeping into her voice:

"I know that too."

"These things can't be forced."

"Human nature is to seek advantage and avoid harm. Everyone has a way out, everyone is weighing the pros and cons, and everyone is thinking about how to protect themselves."

"There's nothing shameful about it."

Bibi Dong walked back to the main seat, slowly sat down, and her gaze became deep and unfathomable:

"But have you all thought about this?"

"Why has the Spirit Hall, once revered by thousands and representing the glory of Soul Masters, become what it is today?"

"Why has the Elders' Hall, which was supposed to check and balance the Pope and uphold justice, become a one-man show by the Golden Crocodile and the private property of certain people?"

Bibi Dong pointed to everyone present:

"Isn't it because everyone... compromised step by step?"

"Isn't it because everyone is thinking, 'Just bear with it and it will pass,' and 'He's the son of the Grand Elder, we can't afford to offend him'?"

"Do people still remember what the Spirit Hall was in the beginning?"

"That was a thousand years ago, when the first group of Soul Masters left the deep mountains. For survival, for dignity, and to avoid being bullied in this dog-eat-dog world, they spontaneously gathered together to keep warm."

"Back then, Soul Masters were not seen by the world as ruthless killing machines, nor as high and mighty noble lords."

"It is a respected profession, a profession of guardianship, a profession of pioneering."

"It is because of the efforts of so many generations of Soul Masters that the Spirit Hall has such a foundation today."

"They did not think of using violence to rule over everything, nor did they think of becoming emperors."

"But what about now?"

Bibi Dong slammed her hand on the armrest, her eyes turning icy cold:

"Now, Qian Daoliu is powerful; he is a peerless Douluo. So no one dares to refute Qian Xunji's disgusting deeds; everyone has to help cover them up."

"Because that's his son."

“Yesterday, it was Qian Xunji who took a fancy to Tang Hao’s wife and made trouble for the Haotian Sect, and you didn’t dare to say a word.”

"What about tomorrow?"

Bibi Dong stared at Demon Bear Douluo, her tone chilling:

"What if one of his descendants has taken a fancy to one of your family heirlooms? Or... taken a fancy to someone's beautiful wife? Or someone's exceptionally talented daughter?"

"Are we all going to do what we did yesterday, just because 'that's someone from the Qian family,' or because 'we can't afford to offend Qian Daoliu,' and therefore hand him over without a second thought? And even have to put on a smiling face and say 'it's a good thing'?"

"It is said that Title Douluos have the dignity of Title Douluos and are the strongest people standing at the top of the continent."

Bibi Dong straightened up, surveyed the entire audience, her voice filled with sorrow and mockery:

"But you are all here in the Spirit Hall, in the Elder Hall, under the shadow of the Qian family..."

"Ask yourselves honestly."

Do you really have any dignity?

"Or are they just a bunch of high-ranking servants disguised as Title Douluo?"