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

Seeing the terrifying fluctuations in soul power, Dugu Bo broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

“However…” Nan Feng’s smile grew even brighter, but it made Dugu Bo’s hair stand on end. “This process will be extremely painful. People often talk about scraping the bone to remove poison, but compared to my next method, that’s just so-so.”

"Your deadly poison has penetrated deep into your lungs and internal organs, becoming one with your blood and bone marrow. To force it out would feel like having thousands of poisonous ants gnawing at every inch of your bones and internal organs at the same time."

"Four words—a fate worse than death."

Nan Feng's smile vanished, his heterochromatic eyes coldly fixed on Dugu Bo:

"So be prepared. Once I start, I will never stop."

“During this process, no matter how much you wail, struggle, beg for mercy, or even if you are in so much pain that you beg me to kill you, I will not stop for a second. Because once it is interrupted, the poison will backfire, and you will instantly turn into a puddle of pus.”

Dugu Bo gasped, glancing instinctively at his granddaughter who was still unconscious not far away. He gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"I understand."

Nan Feng nodded in satisfaction. "The whole process is divided into three stages."

"The first step will take at least a day and a night. After that, I will give you seven days to catch your breath and adapt to the changes in your body's power."

"Seven days later, we will proceed to the second round, which will last for three days and three nights. After that, you will have seven days to rest."

"In the final step... I will continue for seven days and seven nights to completely squeeze out all the toxins from your body!"

In fact, the method that Nanfeng is about to use is essentially similar to the compression and condensation of a "soul core".

However, Dugu Bo had already condensed a "Danzhu" himself. That thing could not only perfectly replace the function of the Soul Core, but it was even more useful than the ordinary Soul Core in controlling certain poison attributes.

If given the opportunity, Dugu Bo could have actually turned this thing into a family heirloom.

In the future, the cultivation of the Dugu family's descendants can be assisted and suppressed through this pill.

As long as he adapts gradually from childhood, his offspring will naturally not suffer backlash or even die young due to the uncontrolled venom of the Jade Phosphorus Snake.

Of course, the idea is nice, but the reality is harsh.

In the end, this pill is just a product of Dugu Bo's own soul power combined with poison. Forcibly refining something that is bound to life into a treasure that can be passed down independently is extremely difficult.

Not only do countless rare and precious materials be needed as a medium, but most importantly, divine power is required to perform a baptism at the level of rules.

At least for now, this thing can only serve as Dugu Bo's exclusive cheat.

Of course, lending it to his granddaughter, Dugu Yan, to guide the poison away would be perfectly feasible.

……

On the other side, Dugu Bo carefully placed the still unconscious Dugu Yan on a flat, warm boulder.

After doing all this, he turned around, took a deep breath, as if he had made a death wish, and swallowed the dark purple pill in his hand.

Then, he strode up to Nan Feng and sat down cross-legged.

"Begin, Your Holiness the Pope."

Nan Feng didn't waste any words, abandoning his previous playful demeanor, a hint of seriousness flashing in his purple eyes:

"Listen carefully, what I'm about to do is based on a very simple principle."

"You only need to treat the elixir within your body as a 'pill' that is taking shape, and your body, riddled with wounds, as the 'ingredients' for refining the pill!"

"Under the pressure of my immense soul power and the suppressive effect of that pill, the only thing you need to do is keep your mind clear and cooperate with me to extract all the out-of-control poisons that have seeped into your limbs and bones back into the core elixir!"

Nan Feng stretched out her delicate white hand and hovered in mid-air directly above Dugu Bo's head.

"The process will be excruciating, but as long as you get through it, not only will the toxins be completely neutralized, but the gate to level 90 will also be completely opened to you."

"Concentrate! Calm your mind!"

The moment he finished speaking, a brilliant purple light shone in Nan Feng's eyes!

"boom--!"

The terrifying soul power belonging to a level 98 peak Douluo, mixed with an extremely domineering spatial compression force, instantly enveloped Dugu Bo's entire body like Mount Tai pressing down!

At the same moment Nan Feng exerted his power, the dark purple pill that Dugu Bo had just swallowed exploded inside his body, turning into countless torrents of intertwined cold and heat, frantically washing over the meridians throughout his body.

"what--!!!"

Less than three breaths later, Dugu Bo, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly raised his head, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot and red, and the veins on his forehead bulging like twisted earthworms.

A bloodcurdling roar, as sharp as a dying beast's, burst uncontrollably from his throat.

The feeling was truly like millions of venomous ants were simultaneously gnawing at his bone marrow and tearing at his internal organs. Every inch of his flesh was being forcibly peeled away, crushed, and then reassembled!

This is pain that no human being can bear!

"Aaaaaah—kill me! Kill me!!!"

Dugu Bo's body convulsed violently, and his shrill screams echoed through the silent Sunset Forest, sending chills down one's spine.

Standing to the side, Nan Feng frowned slightly and picked at his ear with his little finger.

"They're already screaming like this at the very beginning. What will they do for the next day and night? Won't they deafen me?"

Nan Feng rolled his eyes, his face full of disgust and speechlessness.

Then, he casually made a sweeping motion in the air with his free left hand.

"Om-"

A transparent spatial barrier instantly formed, like an inverted glass bowl, completely enveloping Dugu Bo, who was screaming and rolling on the ground in a frenzy.

The piercing screams abruptly stopped.

Inside the barrier, Dugu Bo was still screaming in agony, his face twisted like a demon; but outside the barrier, only the tranquil white sound of the flowing water of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Spring remained.

"Phew... the world is finally quiet."

Nan Feng clapped his hands in satisfaction, looking at the old poisoner writhing in agony within the barrier, a devilish smile once again curling at the corners of his lips:

"Just enjoy the feeling of being 'reborn' inside."

Chapter 127 You may want to do it, but can you actually do it?

……

A day and a night is but a fleeting moment of sunrise and sunset for the eternally unchanging Sunset Forest outside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

But for Dugu Bo inside the barrier, these twelve hours felt longer than a hundred reincarnations in the eighteenth level of hell.

at last.

As Nan Feng slowly retracted her delicate white hand that had been suspended in mid-air, the purplish-black soul power swirling around her fingertips receded like a tide.

"Snapped."

With a crisp snap of the fingers, the spatial barrier that had isolated the sound and the oppressive force shattered, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the air.

"thump--"

Without the strong support and pressure of external soul power, Dugu Bo collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud with its bones drained.

His robes were soaked with sweat and the foul-smelling, poisonous blood he had expelled, making him look as if he had just been pulled out of a pool of blood.

That face, which was not young to begin with, was now as bloodless as withered tree bark, and his eyes stared blankly at the gray sky, his eyeballs not moving for a long time.

Even his breathing was so faint, like a wisp of smoke, as if he might stop breathing at any moment.

"grandfather!"

Almost at the same moment the barrier shattered, Dugu Yan, who was perched on a boulder not far away, suddenly awoke with a start.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw her usually imposing grandfather lying on the ground in an extremely miserable, half-dead state, without even the strength to groan.

"Grandpa! What's wrong? Don't scare me, Grandpa!"

Dugu Yan was so frightened that her face turned pale. She scrambled down from the boulder and rushed to Dugu Bo's side. Seeing his miserable state, tears streamed down her face like broken beads, and she cried her heart out.

"Shut up."

A cold and immature rebuke mercilessly interrupted this poignant drama of affection between grandfather and grandson.

Nan Feng stood to the side, watching Dugu Yan cry her heart out, and impatiently picked at his ear:

"Why are you crying? Your grandfather isn't dead yet. This is just a normal reaction in the first step of the process."

"This is to treat his illness and remove toxins! Do you think this is treating him to a fancy meal?"

Being reprimanded by a "little sister" who looked several years younger than herself, Dugu Yan was first stunned, then her anger flared up. Just as she was about to lash out, she saw Dugu Bo, who was lying on the ground, raise a finger with difficulty and wave it slightly, signaling her not to speak.

A hoarse, gurgling sound, like a broken bellows, came from Dugu Bo's throat.

"Yanyan...don't...don't be rude to His Holiness the Pope..."

pope?!

Dugu Yan stared in shock at the little girl in front of her, her hands in her pockets, her head buzzing.

Nan Feng ignored Dugu Yan's shock. He walked to Dugu Bo's side and looked down at the old poisoner who had been tortured beyond recognition.

"Stop lying there pretending to be dead, get up and meditate!"

"Your body has just undergone the first round of marrow cleansing and bone tempering, and the deadly poisons forced into the Danzhu are still unstable. Take advantage of this time to quickly circulate your soul power to adapt to the re-condensation of the Danzhu within your body and feel the changes occurring in your meridians and bone marrow."

"As I just said, this is just an appetizer."

"If you want to have what you've never had before—the realm of a Title Douluo, a healthy body—then you must do what you've never done before, and endure pain you've never endured before."

He pointed to Dugu Yan, who was kneeling beside him, her face streaked with tears:

"This is not just your pain."

“You know better than I how your son died. You also understand your granddaughter’s current situation.”

"As long as you grit your teeth and get through these three processes, and completely resolve the root cause of this backlash from the Jade Phosphorus Snake Venom, not only will you live, but your granddaughter will live, and even the future generations of your Dugu family will no longer have to endure this excruciating pain of being devoured by a thousand ants, just like you!"

"What is this little bit of hardship if it means that future generations can live uprightly in the sunlight?"

Hearing Nan Feng's resounding words, Dugu Bo's empty eyes finally regained a glimmer of light.

He gritted his teeth and, with Dugu Yan's help, sat up cross-legged again in an extremely contorted and difficult posture.

"I will come again in seven days."

Nan Feng looked at Dugu Bo, who was already struggling to circulate his soul power, and left a single sentence: