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

Chapter 176 Poseidon: You are clearly a man

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Looking at the pair of aggressive heterochromatic eyes before her, Poseidon's doubts not only remained unresolved but deepened.

"Spend time with me alone?" Poseidon looked at him coldly. "What's the point?"

What's the point?

Nan Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud. He spread his hands, looking utterly helpless, and asked in return, "High Priest, your question is like asking an ordinary person, what's the point of going out for a delicious meal? What's the point of playing a fun game?"

"For me, being able to be with you is the meaning in itself."

Upon hearing such frivolous and dissolute words, Poseidon's remaining patience finally ran out completely.

She suddenly stood up, and her vast soul power of level ninety-nine erupted, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently!

In the next instant, Poseidon flashed and grabbed Nan Feng by the collar, slamming him hard against the cold jade wall of the Sea God Temple!

"boom!"

"I don't care if you're faking madness or genuinely mentally twisted! Now, shut up your disgusting sophistry!"

“Please answer my question seriously!” Poseidon warned, enunciating each word clearly. “This is your last chance!”

Nan Feng, his back pressed against the cold wall, sighed helplessly: "High Priest, why do you always think I'm joking?"

"Is it because you've sat in that cold chair for too long, and life has become too tiring for you?"

"Does everything in your world have to have a sacred duty? Does every action have to have a secular reason that can be put on the table and weighed?"

"If you insist on a reason that the common people can understand... then fine, I'll tell you."

"I need you."

"This is the core, and only, reason why I went through all the trouble of creating Purple Pearl Island, establishing a sea route, and even risking everything to come to this Sea God Temple!"

"In order to see you in person, in order to be able to get close to you safely, in order not to be slapped away like a fly by you, in order to be able to be alone with you like this now, unharmed."

Nan Feng stared directly into Poseidon's violently contracting pupils: "That's the whole reason."

"Is this reason enough?"

Poseidon stared intently into Nan Feng's eyes.

In those deep, eerie double pupils, she saw neither the cunning of a successful conspiracy nor the calculation of weighing the pros and cons.

What she saw was an absurd yet incredibly real kind of "seriousness"!

This guy... is actually serious?!

This guy stirred up so many major events that could have influenced the entire continent, and the ultimate driving force was really just her?!

Just as Poseidon's mind was momentarily dazed by the extreme shock,

The balance of power shifted instantly.

"boom!"

Before Poseidon could react, Nan Feng suddenly turned the tables, pinning her against the cold temple wall and pressing his entire body against it without any restraint.

This sudden turn of events plunged Poseidon into an unprecedented state of panic. She instinctively wanted to resist, but the next second, she abruptly stopped.

Because Nan Feng didn't push his luck and do anything further. He simply held her gently in his body, which belonged to Bibi Dong, and even placed his hands properly at her sides, without touching any of her sensitive areas.

This bizarre state plunged Poseidon into a state of extreme frustration and turmoil.

This seemingly outrageous and audacious move, yet precisely positioned at the edge of an invisible bottom line and with a sense of propriety... is simply the most difficult tactic to deal with in the world!

If she were to fly into a rage now and kill him outright? It doesn't seem to have reached that point where a life-or-death struggle or a complete breakdown in relations is necessary.

After all, the other party only "hugged" him once, and was using a woman's body.

But what if she doesn't resist and is just forced to sit there?

This feeling is so strange and so shameful!

What chilled Poseidon even more was the contrast between their earlier confrontation at the foot of the mountain, their aggressive exchange just now, and their current posture.

Poseidon could sense with absolute certainty that the soul bearing Bibi Dong's physical form... was definitely male!

His inherent arrogance, his ruthless dominance, and the oppressive and possessive aura he exudes at this moment... all belong to no woman!

"Let go."

Poseidon took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the strange tremor in his heart, and coldly uttered two words.

"High Priest, isn't that a bit unreasonable of you?"

Nan Feng not only didn't let go, but instead showed an innocent expression: "This body is clearly female, and to put it bluntly, it's not even a mortal body. It's just a false clone made of pure energy, a breathing puppet."

Nan Feng blinked: "With such a broad mind, the High Priest wouldn't feel insulted and angry just because a female doll hugged him, would he?"

Stop playing dumb with me!

Poseidon looked at the face so close to hers and said in an icy tone, "No matter what kind of shell you wear, I can clearly sense that deep in your soul is a dangerous man! Even if you disguise yourself as a woman or a child, you can't hide the aggressiveness that belongs to a man within you!"

"If you don't let go, I guarantee that your puppet will be completely reduced to ashes in the next second!"

Hearing Poseidon's confident warning, Nan Feng was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed loudly and unrestrainedly.

"The High Priest's senses are indeed frighteningly sharp."

Nan Feng released Poseidon and gentlemanly stepped back to a safe distance of three meters.

“Since the High Priest finds this physical form an eyesore, then… let’s find a more comfortable way to talk.”

The moment the words fell!

Nan Feng's aura suddenly changed drastically!

The deep, cold, purplish-black light that he had used to force his way to the top surged out of his body once more, instantly engulfing his figure completely.

Within the light, the graceful female curves belonging to Bibi Dong began to change dramatically.

The bones are growing taller, the shoulders are widening, and the silhouette is being reshaped.

It only took two or three seconds.

As the purple light slowly dissipated, a tall, slender male figure, exuding an unparalleled sense of oppression, stood quietly before Poseidon.

His face was handsome, and his features still faintly resembled Bibi Dong's, but all the gentleness had faded, replaced by a cold and hard appearance.

Her long, deep purple hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, interspersed with a few arrogant strands of golden hair that fluttered wildly in the temple breeze.

The previous cynicism was gone from his heterochromatic eyes; in their place was an extreme arrogance and coldness that truly looked down on the world and regarded everything as nothing.

That naturally formed, extremely aggressive and destructive terrifying aura seemed to freeze the air in the entire Poseidon Temple!

Seeing Nan Feng's appearance, revealing his true fangs...

Even a peerless powerhouse like Poseidon, who had seen countless storms, couldn't help but instinctively pause for a moment at this moment.

But she quickly came to her senses.

Looking at the man before her, who seemed like a demon descended to earth, Poseidon's lingering sense of absurdity and unease finally vanished completely.

Previously, Nan Feng possessed Bibi Dong's exquisitely beautiful and delicate face, yet he spoke domineering and crazy words and did shameless and forceful things. That extreme disconnect between his soul and body always gave people a strange sense of incongruity.

but now……

When he sheds his disguise and reveals his true, aggressive, domineering, and dignified masculine demeanor.

Poseidon finally realized that the man before her was exactly the "Demon God Douluo" she had in her heart...

They overlapped perfectly.

Nanfeng looked at Poseidon, "What? High Priest, if I were in my true form now... would you still feel that awkwardness of the separation between soul and body?"

"Since you have the ability and means to transform this energy clone back into your original male form..."

Poseidon looked directly into Nan Feng's eyes, her tone tinged with incomprehension and scrutiny: "Then why did you deliberately go around flaunting the face of Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, before?"

"Even on Purple Pearl Island, you would rather disguise yourself as a helpless six-year-old girl than reveal your true self?"

"The High Priest has so many problems."

Upon hearing this question, a hint of barely concealed irritation and annoyance flashed in Nan Feng's eyes.

But he quickly suppressed this violent emotion.

"Because... I hate who I am now."

"Once I become who I truly am now, I will be forced to tear away all my self-deceptive pretenses and face a cruel and disgusting truth—"

"I'm already completely dead!"

Nan Feng clenched his fist tightly. "I am no longer a living, breathing person with flesh and blood. Now, I am nothing more than a lonely ghost, a pathetic parasite clinging to Bibi Dong's body, without even a physical form!"

"As for why I deliberately maintained the appearance of a six-year-old girl on Purple Pearl Island..."

"That's because only when I'm wearing a body that doesn't belong to me at all, and even looks utterly absurd."

Nan Feng raised his hand, looking at his fingers, "Only then can I subconsciously tell myself with peace of mind—"

"I'm just controlling a fake doll to play a boring game, not using my own dignity to eke out a living."

Chapter 177 A loser whose truth no one dares to believe

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Seeing the undisguised self-loathing and self-mockery in Nan Feng's eyes, Poseidon's initial wariness lessened slightly. She could tell that this pain and resistance etched deep into his soul could not be faked.

"It's kind of self-deception," Nan Feng said, putting his hand down and letting out a long breath. "After all, this is the last bit of dignity a dead man like me can have."

Poseidon gave him a deep look, but did not delve further into this sensitive topic.

"Now that you are dead, only a wisp of your soul remains, attached to someone else..."

Poseidon's gaze turned cold and sharp again. "Then what is the purpose of your arduous journey to this Seagod Island?"

She slammed her scepter on the ground. "I don't want to hear another word of those frivolous lies you told me by the wall... things like 'you need me' and 'for me'!"

"Right now, all I want is one truly honest word!"