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

It should be noted that Yuexuan is the official etiquette academy of the Tiandou royal family, and is extremely close to the royal family. In turn, the Tiandou royal family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are in cahoots.

This group of people get together and spend their days playing music, drinking tea, and discussing aristocratic etiquette.

If you said they didn't have some shady dealings going on behind the scenes, even a ghost wouldn't believe it.

While inwardly grumbling, Nan Feng strode with an air of domineering arrogance as he arrived in front of the elegant and grand Yuexuan building.

Unsurprisingly, he was stopped at the door.

"Little sister, this is Yuexuan, a place where nobles learn etiquette. You can't just go in and play around."

The maid at the door was pretty and delicate. Although she saw that Nan Feng was just a little kid, she noticed that the girl was exquisitely beautiful, and the black trench coat she wore was made of very fine material. In particular, she had a strange aura that, while lazy, exuded a sense of superiority. The maid dared not be negligent in the slightest and gently kept him outside the door without forcibly driving him away.

"Little sister?"

Nan Feng's lips twitched slightly; the way he was addressed was truly cringe-worthy.

However, he didn't react, since his current appearance as a six-year-old girl was indeed very deceptive.

Without wasting any words, Nan Feng reached into her trench coat pocket and pulled out a crystal-clear, blood-red jade pendant that emitted a faint warmth.

"Give this to your master."

Nan Feng handed the "Blood Warm Jade" to the maid, her small face hardening, and said in a condescending tone:

"Just say... an old friend I haven't seen for three years is coming to visit, and ask her to come down and see me in person."

Hearing this extremely arrogant tone, the maid instinctively wanted to frown, but when her gaze fell on the piece of blood-warm jade, her expression changed drastically.

She had been in Yuexuan for a long time, so she naturally recognized this jade!

This was the most cherished personal item of their sect leader, Tang Yuehua. However, since the great upheaval that occurred three years ago and the subsequent joining of the Spirit Hall, this jade has never appeared on the sect leader again.

Now, this jade is in the hands of a six-year-old girl?!

"Please...please wait a moment!"

The maid dared not delay for a moment. Holding the Blood Warm Jade in both hands, she lifted her skirt and ran into the Moon Pavilion.

……

Not long after.

Inside the Moon Pavilion, on the exquisite spiral staircase, came a series of extremely hurried, even somewhat chaotic, footsteps.

"Da da da da..."

Immediately afterwards, to the astonishment of the many noble students in the lobby of Yuexuan, Tang Yuehua, the Yuexuan mistress who always maintained composure and elegance and remained calm even in the face of a collapsing mountain, suddenly ran downstairs in a panic, lifting her magnificent skirt.

Because she ran so fast, even a few strands of her hair came loose, her chest heaved violently, and her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise and barely concealed fear.

The nobles in the hall were dumbfounded.

When had they ever seen the renowned "elegant" Master of the Pavilion so out of control? It was as if they had encountered some living Yama, the Grim Reaper, who was bringing death upon them!

Tang Yuehua was naturally panicked!

Three years ago, that woman drove the Haotian Sect to the brink of ruin. She not only forced Qian Daoliu to remove Qian Xunji from the family tree, but also took the opportunity to steal her personal jade pendant, shamelessly claiming it was a "token of love".

That was the most terrifying nightmare she had ever experienced in her life!

Now that this piece of jade has reappeared, Tang Yuehua's first reaction is that Bibi Dong has come!

That devilish woman is here again!

Tang Yuehua took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the trembling in her heart, and rushed to the door of Yuexuan.

however.

When she stood at the gate and saw the people standing outside,

Tang Yuehua was stunned.

There was no longer that aloof and oppressive Pope.

Standing at the bottom of the steps was only a little girl wearing a black trench coat, her hands in her pockets, kicking pebbles listlessly.

Tang Yuehua's mind went blank for a moment.

Whose child is this...?

But soon, when her gaze fell on the little girl's exquisitely beautiful face, an extremely strong sense of déjà vu washed over her!

It looks familiar!

It looks very familiar!

That purple hair, those purple eyes, those exquisitely detailed facial features... she's practically a miniature version of Bibi Dong!!

Could it be... Bibi Dong's daughter?!

Wait a minute! When did Bibi Dong secretly have another daughter?

Just as Tang Yuehua was filled with questions and even began to doubt whether she was hallucinating from fear,

The little girl standing at the bottom of the steps stopped kicking the pebbles.

She raised her head, her amethyst-like eyes staring intently at Tang Yuehua. Then, with remarkable ease, she pulled her delicate white hand out of her pocket and waved enthusiastically at her.

"Oh, Lady Yue, it's been a long time."

A clear, childlike voice rang out at the entrance of Yuexuan.

With that greeting, the little girl's lips curled up in an extremely unrestrained manner, revealing a bright smile full of mockery, amusement, and a touch of wickedness.

In that instant.

Tang Yuehua felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and her face turned deathly pale.

This six-year-old face is unfamiliar.

but!

That familiar, nasty tone, that familiar, punchable smile, and that eerie aura that's like being stared at by a venomous snake—it sends chills down your spine!

You can't go wrong!

You absolutely can't go wrong!

Even if this guy were to turn into a six-year-old girl and be reduced to ashes, she would still recognize him!

This is the devil who trampled the Haotian Sect under his feet and rubbed it repeatedly three years ago!

Bibi Dong!

Tang Yuehua took several deep breaths, forcing herself to remain calm, and managed to force a smile that was more like a grimace than a cry on her pale face. She bowed slightly.

"So it's... a distinguished guest. There are too many people here, please... come with me to the private room upstairs for a chat."

Before Tang Yuehua could straighten up and assume the posture of leading the way, the little girl who only reached her waist unceremoniously stretched out her fair and delicate hand and grabbed her soft, boneless hand.

"Let's go, what are you waiting for?"

Nan Feng, like a little tyrant taking over, pulled the most noble and elegant Lord of Yuexuan in Tiandou City and swaggered upstairs.

The noble students in the hall looked at each other, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Their high and mighty Lady Yue was actually led by the nose by a six-year-old girl, and didn't even dare to resist.

……

On the top floor, in the most luxurious and secluded private room.

As soon as the heavy, soundproof wooden door closed, Tang Yuehua felt completely exhausted, her back stiffly pressed against the door panel.

Her gaze was fixed on the little girl who had climbed onto the main seat without any hesitation, her short legs still dangling in mid-air, her mind still in a state of chaotic slump.

She can't figure it out!

How could the Pope of the Spirit Hall, a peerless powerhouse who trampled the world underfoot, have turned into the appearance of a six-year-old child?!

What terrified her even more was that Bibi Dong had become like this, and instead of staying in Wuhun City, she had come to Tiandou City and to her Yuexuan for what purpose?

Has something happened to the Haotian Sect again?

Seeing Tang Yuehua's tense and apprehensive expression, Nan Feng stopped swinging his legs, tilted his head, and looked at her with a puzzled expression in his purple eyes:

"strangeness."

Nan Feng pointed to her innocent-looking, childlike face. "I look so cute right now, and I'm disguised so perfectly, how did you recognize me at a glance?"

Upon hearing this question, Tang Yuehua bit her lower lip tightly, recalling the humiliation and fear of being at the mercy of others three years ago.

She looked at the "devil" before her, her voice trembling slightly, tinged with a hint of gritted teeth, yet also revealing a sense of grievance and helplessness, as if she were under someone else's roof and had no choice but to bow her head.

"Your Holiness the Pope... is exceptionally talented and possesses extraordinary abilities. How could Yuehua possibly forget the mark you have left on her heart?"

Seeing that the usually dignified, noble, and arrogant Lady Yue was now like a wronged little pushover who dared not retaliate, Nan Feng couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, Madam Yue, your expression is as amusing as ever."

Nan Feng jumped down from the large seat.

The moment his feet touched the ground.

"Om-"

A dense, purplish-black light burst forth from his small body, enveloping him entirely.

To Tang Yuehua's astonishment, the ball of light rapidly rose and lengthened. In the blink of an eye, when the light dissipated, the exquisitely beautiful little girl had vanished.

Instead, there was a tall, slender, and stunningly beautiful adult body, "Bibi Dong," who exuded a mature and extremely dangerous aura.

Nan Feng walked gracefully step by step to Tang Yuehua.

Seeing Tang Yuehua's pupils constrict and her eyelashes tremble slightly, Nan Feng reached out and, just like on that night three years ago when Tang Yuehua was filled with despair, forcefully and irresistibly grabbed her slender waist, pulling the noble and elegant mistress of Yuexuan into his arms.

Feeling the beauty in his arms stiffen instantly, Nan Feng lowered his head, brought his warm breath to her earlobe, and whispered:

"It's been three years."

"Madam Yue, how have you been lately?"

Chapter 119 What good will this do me?

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