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

Nan Feng's eyes revealed undisguised disgust, and a cold smile appeared on his lips: "Look at your good father, Qian Xunji! That idiot always says one thing and does another. He talks about the righteousness of the Spirit Hall and the glory of the gods, but what is he really like?"

"His heart is filled with rotten filth, all his shady desires! He's clearly a bandit and robber, a piece of stinking shit, yet he insists on portraying himself as so sacred and noble, indulging in self-pity every day!"

"And that old bastard Qian Daoliu!"

"He usually acts aloof and superior, hiding in the Douluo Palace every day, pretending to be a transcendent and detached old immortal who doesn't care about worldly affairs. But what is he really like?"

"Once things truly touch upon the core of his Qian family's rule and vested interests, his so-called profound sense of righteousness vanishes instantly! His high moral standing and prestige become utter nonsense! Peel away that mask of hypocrisy, and what's revealed is nothing but the greedy and unrepentant face of a vested interest!"

Nan Feng took a deep breath, making no attempt to hide his disgust:

"These two self-important guys are disgusting to me!"

He walked back to Qian Renxue, looking at the girl who was frozen in place because of his outrageous behavior, his voice softening but unusually sharp:

"The reason I'm saying all this to you today is simply because you call me 'teacher.' I don't want you to grow up to be the kind of person who makes me feel disgusted and nauseous just looking at you, understand?"

"A person is a person, and selfish desires are selfish desires. There's nothing shameful about it."

"Everyone has desires. You want grand ambitions, you want supreme power, you want to trample two great empires under your feet, no problem! You want to pave the way with bloodshed, assassination, and war, that's fine too!"

"But if you are clearly filled with selfish desires, clearly using the coldest and most unscrupulous methods to kill countless people, yet you still deceive yourself, insisting on erecting a monument of compassion for humanity, and putting on a disgusting act of 'I did all this for the sake of the common people'..."

"Qian Renxue, that's really disgusting."

Chapter 153 Didn't they all lose to the teacher?

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"That's all I have to say. You can choose how you want to be the Crown Prince of Tiandou."

After saying that, Nan Feng turned to leave.

But Qian Renxue stepped forward again, blocking his way.

"teacher!"

"You've told me so much, so what kind of person do you want me to become? Or rather, what choices do you want me to make?"

"I offer no advice."

Nan Feng slightly raised his eyes, his expression calm and indifferent: "As I just said, I only state the facts and help you clarify the pros and cons. As for how you ultimately choose, that's your own business and has nothing to do with me."

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, unwilling to end the topic there.

She stared at Nan Feng, then suddenly changed the subject: "Then... what about that woman? How did she choose her?"

When Bibi Dong was mentioned, Qian Renxue's eyes became somewhat complicated, even carrying a hint of bewilderment.

"The Spirit Hall has changed too many rules in recent years."

"While this change has indeed greatly improved the image of the Spirit Hall among the common people and low-level spirit masters across the continent, it has also provoked extremely strong protests and backlashes within the Spirit Hall itself!"

"Teacher, you should know better than I do. The Spirit Hall is essentially a Spirit Master organization that wields the most powerful violent machine on the entire continent! And those who wield absolute violence are bound to be domineering, tyrannical, and even unruly in their actions. This is the ironclad law of the Spirit Master world: the survival of the fittest!"

"But what has that woman been doing all these years?"

"As the Pope, she issued extremely strict ironclad rules to forcibly restrain the behavior of all Soul Masters in the Spirit Hall! From the lowest-ranking Soul Masters in a remote town to the Soul Saints and Soul Douluo-level bishops in the major cities, and even the relatives and descendants of the elders in the Elder Hall, all are under her high-pressure surveillance!"

"If these rules are strictly enforced, it means that Soul Masters, who possess absolute power, are expected to reason with the weak who have no power to resist! Is that reasonable? Does it conform to the survival rules of the Soul Master world?"

Qian Renxue stared intently at Nan Feng: "If it weren't for that conference back then, where you manipulated things and pushed that woman to the absolute pinnacle of righteousness, giving her unprecedented prestige in the Spirit Hall and even the entire continent..."

"Her reforms over the past few years, which have offended all the vested interests, are simply not going to work! The Spirit Hall would have already mutinied!"

"To put it bluntly, many mid- to high-ranking Soul Masters within the Spirit Hall are privately complaining that His Holiness the Pope has gone mad and doesn't know what he's doing. Just to establish a so-called 'glorious image' in the eyes of outsiders, he's actually suppressing the Soul Masters who are fighting to the death for him!"

Hearing Qian Renxue's villainous speech, which could be described as "social Darwinism," Nan Feng not only wasn't angry, but actually laughed.

"See, what did I just say?"

Nan Feng shrugged and looked at her mockingly: "What flows in your veins is still the extremely arrogant 'robber logic' of the Qian family. In your understanding, having power means you can ignore the rules and trample on the weak."

"As for how Bibi Dong chooses, that's her political ambition and path as Pope," Nan Feng replied calmly. "I'm just a tool; whatever order she wants to establish, I'm just responsible for clearing the obstacles for her."

Upon hearing this answer, Qian Renxue was not disappointed at all; instead, her eyes lit up.

She stared intently at Nan Feng, tentatively taking half a step forward, her voice trembling slightly: "Then... what if I give up the assassination, what if I make the same choice as that woman?"

Qian Renxue took a deep breath and revealed her true purpose for tonight: "Teacher, if I choose to take the path of the benevolent without bloodshed, will you... help me?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Feng tilted his head slightly as if he had heard an extremely funny joke, and asked in return, "Do you need my help?"

“You are the only bloodline of the Angel Clan in this generation. Behind you stands the Grand Elder Qian Daoliu, and all the immortal peak elders in the entire Douluo Hall.”

"With the most powerful military group on the entire continent backing you up, do you still need to ask an outsider like me for help?"

Faced with Nan Feng's mockery, Qian Renxue was not angry; instead, her eyes became clearer and sharper than ever before.

"Did my father not have the support of the worshippers back then?"

Qian Renxue asked incisively, "But what was the result?"

"At that grand assembly back then, even all the elders, including Golden Crocodile Douluo, showed up. But in the end, they were completely stripped of their right to interfere with the Spirit Hall's power, at least nominally and legally! They could only huddle in the Douluo Hall and retire in frustration!"

"Who caused all of this? Wasn't it all your fault, teacher?"

"You even managed to force my grandfather at that conference to permanently remove my biological father's name from the Angel Family's genealogy! You ruined my father's reputation and nailed him to the pillar of shame forever!"

Qian Renxue took a deep breath. "Yes, my grandfather, and those elders, their martial prowess is indeed formidable."

"But...didn't they all lose miserably to you, teacher?"

"..."

Nan Feng looked at Qian Renxue, who was standing in front of him with a stubbornness and expectation in her eyes, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.

A few years ago, Qian Renxue was still young and had longed for maternal love since childhood. So during her time in Wuhun City, she had an almost instinctive dependence on him, her "teacher".

But things are different now.

For three whole years, she infiltrated the perilous Tian Dou royal family all alone. And just recently, she personally planned and perfectly replaced the real Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.

Having navigated the cutthroat world of power, she was no longer the little girl who needed to be pampered.

Coupled with her extremely standard and cold-blooded "survival of the fittest" statement just now, Nan Feng was already convinced that after experiencing the baptism of power, Qian Renxue had begun to inevitably move closer to her arrogant father, Qian Xunji.

result……

Nan Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. This girl's current gaze, her submissive, even slightly defiant and ingratiating attitude—how come it's exactly the same as it was in the Papal Palace a few years ago?

They're still so eager for his approval as their teacher?

Seeing Qian Renxue's appearance, Nan Feng's mind, which always tended to interpret people's hearts from the worst possible perspective, couldn't help but give rise to an extremely dark suspicion—

Could this girl be playing a "waiting for revenge" game with him?

You should know that Qian Renxue is not only Qian Xunji's daughter, but also the biological child of Bibi Dong, the madwoman who endured to the extreme!

Bibi Dong endured years of humiliation and pretended to be obedient, all to wait for the perfect opportunity to personally kill Qian Xunji and avenge herself.

Qian Renxue herself was willing to sacrifice her best years for the Spirit Hall's grand ambition of unifying the continent, and infiltrated the Heaven Dou royal family for a full twenty years!

This terrifying forbearance and mental fortitude, once applied to Nan Feng...

Now, she'll put on an act in front of him, pretending to be humble and obedient to his teacher, to lower his guard, and then one day in the future, she'll stab him in the back to avenge her disgraced father, Qian Xunji.

This possibility not only exists, but is very likely!

The study was eerily quiet.

Qian Renxue felt a chill run down her spine under Nan Feng's strange gaze, a gaze that seemed to peel away skin and pierce the depths of one's soul. She subconsciously touched her cheek and asked in confusion:

"Teacher... what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Nan Feng withdrew his gaze, crossed his arms, and spoke with a rare frankness and emotion: "I just suddenly feel that I don't quite understand you anymore."

"Don't understand?" Qian Renxue was taken aback.

"Yes."

Nan Feng sighed, "If what you just said to me, including your current attitude, is all from the bottom of your heart, then I will indeed be very happy."

"After all, this shows that my ability to 'deceive' and brainwash people back then was truly unparalleled. Even though you have left Spirit City and spent three whole years alone in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, which is full of deceit and treachery, you still have unwavering faith in me, your teacher."

"But... if everything you just did was an act, a feigned compliance to please me, then tell the truth..."

Nan Feng grinned, revealing an extremely satisfied and wicked smile: "I'll be even happier than before."

"Because that means that I, Nan Feng, personally trained you into a qualified, top-tier politician who can endure anything to achieve his goals. You have learned my most essential skills."

Chapter 154 True or False Feelings Don't Matter

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Hearing Nan Feng's words, which seemed to have completely manipulated her from both sides and were full of suspicion, Qian Renxue's expectant eyes instantly dimmed, replaced by a surge of grievance and anger.

She bit her lip hard, her eyes slightly red: "Does the teacher really like to assume the worst about others? You... still don't believe me?"

It's not that I don't believe you.

Nan Feng interrupted her accusation calmly, "I'm just questioning everyone in this world on an equal footing."

"In this cruel world, unreserved trust is tantamount to handing over your most vulnerable neck to someone else's blade; it is tantamount to entrusting your life and fortune entirely to someone else's momentary whim."

"I'm not the kind of person who would leave my fate to be decided by others."

"I only believe in my own abilities and my own plans. As long as all the variables are under my control, whether you are sincere or not is completely unimportant to me."

This absolutely cold and ruthless confession left Qian Renxue completely speechless. She stood there, feeling like a fool trying to melt a glacier with emotion.

Seeing Qian Renxue's dejected expression, Nan Feng casually waved his hand, breaking the somber mood.

"However, regarding your struggle for the throne, it's up to you."

Nan Feng put her hands behind her back again and walked towards the study door, her tone returning to its previous nonchalant and lazy manner:

"If you are really interested in that 'royal path' that doesn't require assassination, is full of political calculations, is more difficult but also more reliable, I don't mind giving you a few pointers and giving you a push."

Nan Feng walked to the door, stopped, turned his head slightly, and uttered his last words:

"Anyway, I'm just idling around anyway."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Feng's small figure instantly disappeared into the night, vanishing completely.