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

Golden Crocodile Douluo's icy voice rang out at just the right moment, breaking the deathly silence.

No one speaks.

Faced with absolute strength, all qualifications and age become a joke.

In the world of Soul Masters, the strong are respected; this is an unchanging truth.

That bright red 100,000-year soul ring was enough to suppress all doubts in the soul master world!

Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at the dazzling 100,000-year spirit ring, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. Then, he let out a cold snort, breaking the deathly silence:

"The Holy Maiden possesses exceptional talent and outstanding abilities, and is also the youngest Title Douluo in history. It is only natural that she inherits the position of Pope!"

"We... pay our respects to His Holiness the Pope!"

This time, no one dared to hesitate.

Led by several cardinals, everyone knelt down in unison, paying the highest level of homage to the peerless woman standing in the center of the hall, surrounded by nine soul rings.

Bibi Dong put away her spirit rings, and the suffocating pressure instantly dissipated.

"very good."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded, then said in a deep voice, "The Pope has just passed away, and the situation is currently turbulent. The coronation ceremony for the new emperor will be simplified. From today onwards, it will be announced to the entire continent that the Spirit Hall has established a new emperor!"

At this point, two cold glints suddenly flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's cloudy old eyes as he stared intently at Bibi Dong:

"Your Holiness the Pope."

"The Clear Sky Sect is arrogant and immoral, and its disciple Tang Hao is even more audacious, attempting to assassinate the late emperor! This is a great disgrace to our Spirit Hall!"

"Now that you have ascended to the throne, this matter must not be left unresolved!"

This is Qian Daoliu's intention, and it's also the stance that the Spirit Hall must take.

Even if it's just to cover up the truth, Tang Hao has to take the blame for this!

Upon hearing this, the red light in Bibi Dong's eyes gradually faded.

"Second Master, rest assured."

"The hatred for killing one's master is irreconcilable."

"I hereby issue an order for the arrest of Tang Hao throughout the entire continent! Anyone who harbors him will be punished the same as the Haotian Sect!"

"As for the Haotian Sect..."

"Since they have produced such a good disciple, they should be prepared to bear the wrath of the Spirit Hall."

"I will make them pay for this blood debt a thousandfold!"

Chapter 14 Nan Feng: You can't do it, but I can't?

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Inside the Papal Palace, at the command of Golden Crocodile Douluo, everyone, though filled with mixed emotions, dared not linger and bowed as they withdrew.

In the blink of an eye, the grand hall was reduced to just the high-hanging white banner, the empty, luxurious coffin, and the lonely figure who always kept his back to the door.

"They've all left."

Golden Crocodile Douluo walked behind Qian Daoliu, his voice low and deep.

Qian Daoliu slowly turned around. In that instant, he seemed no longer to be the peerless Douluo who shook the world, but just an old man who had lost his son and was on his deathbed.

"Golden Crocodile... tell me, did I do something wrong?"

Qian Daoliu looked at the coffin and said, "During this time, in order to keep Bibi Dong calm and prevent her from going crazy, I had Xue'er lie and curse her own father to be dead."

"But now... Xunji is really dead."

"If Xue'er wakes up and knows all this, what will she think? Will she feel... that her lie has come true? That she killed her own father?"

Qian Daoliu's voice trembled slightly, "She's only nine years old... I really don't know how to bring it up with her."

Before the death knell was tolled, he used his soul power to put Qian Renxue into a deep sleep and had Guangling Douluo take her back to the depths of the Hall of Worship immediately, isolating her from all outside sounds.

This is both a form of protection and an escape.

"Great Offering!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned and said in a deep voice, "Xue'er is the young master of the Angel Clan. Since she was born into the Spirit Hall and is in this position, some suffering is something she must bear!"

"Nine years old, not young anymore. Back when we were this age, we were already fighting in the Soul Beast Forest."

“It’s better to have a short, sharp pain than a long, drawn-out one. If we keep it from her now, she’ll only suffer more when she finds out the truth from others later.”

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally waved his hand weakly.

"Never mind... I can't bring myself to say it."

"Go, Golden Crocodile, and tell her this news."

"I'm going to the Douluo Palace to make arrangements for Xunji's funeral."

……

On the other side, the Temple of the Saintess.

Bibi Dong dismissed her attendants and returned to her palace alone.

As the heavy door slowly closed, the air of authority and coldness maintained in front of outsiders instantly vanished.

Om-!

A purplish-black light burst forth from her body, instantly condensing into the peerless Spider Queen avatar.

As soon as Nan Feng came out, he sprawled out on Bibi Dong's soft bed in a starfish shape without any regard for his image, and even rubbed against the pillow comfortably.

"Ah... it's still more comfortable lying down."

Nan Feng let out a satisfied sigh, "I've been acting for the past few days and my back and waist are aching. Especially last night, I was haunted by that Rakshasa's evil thoughts all night long, and my brain was practically boiling."

Bibi Dong looked at the guy who had taken over her bed, her temple throbbing slightly, but she ultimately resisted the urge to kick him off.

After all, they were now in the same boat, and without this guy's scheme, she wouldn't have been able to sit on the papacy so smoothly.

Bibi Dong walked to the table, sat down, poured herself a cup of cold tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"last night……"

Nan Feng turned to the side, propped his head up with one hand, and looked at Bibi Dong with a gossipy expression, "When that old man Qian Daoliu rushed in, did he see anything exciting?"

"For example... are you having a meal?"

“I saw it.” Bibi Dong put down her teacup. “When he rushed in, Qian Xunji was already dead.”

"At that moment, I could clearly feel the killing intent emanating from him, an rage that wished he could tear me to pieces."

"But as you expected."

Bibi Dong sneered, "He held back for just a moment. Especially after I activated the Rakshasa Secret Realm, he disappeared."

"Hahaha! I knew it!"

Nan Feng slapped the bed and laughed, "This old man has served the angel god his whole life, and his reverence for the god is ingrained in his bones. He really doesn't dare to gamble when facing an evil god like Rakshasa."

“However…” Bibi Dong frowned slightly, recalling the scene in the main hall just now, “Although Qian Daoliu endured it, that old guy, Golden Crocodile Douluo, is probably not so easy to deal with.”

"Just now in the main hall, the way he looked at me was like he wanted to devour me alive."

“Jin E is a loyal follower of Qian Daoliu and the most loyal dog of the Six-Winged Angels family. Although he is now forced to acknowledge my succession, he will definitely try to hinder me and make things difficult for me in every way.”

“A level 98 peak Douluo, plus his century-old prestige in the Spirit Hall… If he’s determined to go against me, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold onto the position of Pope.”

"What are you afraid of?"

Nan Feng lay on the bed, legs crossed, and said with a roguish look, "If that old crocodile dares to trip you up, I'll control this clone to make a scene at the entrance of the Elder Hall. Or I'll just cling to his leg and cry and beg him why he's bullying an orphan and a widow. I don't believe he'll have the nerve to argue with a mental patient."

“No.” Bibi Dong interrupted him coldly. “That was before. Now I am the Pope, representing the face of the Spirit Hall.”

"If the whole world knew that the new Pope of the Spirit Hall was a shrew who could go crazy at any time and had no manners, then my time as Pope would be over, and I would even become a laughing stock of the two great empires and the three upper sects."

She went to great lengths to climb to this position, wanting to be an empress who controls the world, not a clown to be watched by others.

"Hmm...that's true."

Nan Feng stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Indeed, when you become a leader, you have to maintain a certain air and not be too down-to-earth. If the Pope were a lunatic, this team would indeed be difficult to manage."

"In that case..."

Nan Feng sat up abruptly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes. "Then, let's go crazy separately."

"Go crazy separately?" Bibi Dong frowned slightly, not understanding.

"It's very simple."

Nan Feng patted the chest of his clone, which was very bouncy. "Anyway, this Spider King clone after the Soul Blood Pact is almost exactly the same as your original body."

"Although the drawbacks are obvious—it cannot cultivate, cannot recover its soul power on its own, does not have the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor Martial Soul, has no soul bone skills, and cannot even use the eighth or ninth soul skills…"

Nan Feng counted the flaws of this body on his fingers, "It's practically a blank slate."

"But! None of that matters!"

"The important thing is that this clone is a solid level 97! And you don't need to worry about controlling it; I'll handle everything for you."

"The Pope, after all, doesn't need to personally get involved in fights."

"Even if we really have to fight, with a level 97 strength, the first seven soul skills are enough to deal with opponents below the Title Douluo level."

"Next, let's find a suitable opportunity, in full view of everyone, to let everyone see that there are actually two Bibi Dongs."

"One is the Pope himself, who is noble, aloof, and rational."

“The other one…” Nan Feng pointed to himself with a wicked smile, “is a clone that developed independent consciousness due to a qi deviation, and has lost its memories and has an eccentric personality.”

"In this way, you not only have an alibi and are safer, but you can also shift all the blame to this uncontrollable clone."

Bibi Dong was taken aback, then instinctively retorted, "How can that be? The Spider King's clone can act independently; wouldn't that be tantamount to directly exposing my trump card?"

"Nanfeng, this is our secret, we should keep it hidden!"

"Hidden? Why hide it?" Nan Feng asked疑惑地, "What is your trump card? It's the inheritance of the Rakshasa God! It's the Rakshasa Secret Realm that can devour everything! Apart from this, nothing else is a trump card, it's a tool!"

"Xiao Dongdong, wake up!"