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

Hu Liena was stunned.

She had been cultivating with her two teachers for two years, and this was definitely the first time she had ever seen Nan Feng appear in such a mature male form!

Although his face was completely unfamiliar, Nan Feng's distinctive heterochromatic eyes, which exuded an eerie and profound quality, still allowed her to recognize him immediately.

This is precisely the biggest difference that Nan Feng deliberately created to distinguish himself from Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's eyes are a noble deep purple, the pupils of a normal human.

Nan Feng's eyes, however, resembled those of the most ferocious spider, displaying extremely obvious heterochromatic double pupils, exuding an undisguised eerie and predatory aura.

Hu Liena looked at the handsome yet somewhat sinister adult man with curiosity, and tentatively asked, "Teacher... is this your true self?"

"That's it."

Nan Feng lay back on the grass, his tone revealing little emotion, "This man's body was sculpted for me by that pope teacher."

“But…” Nan Feng closed his eyes, “I actually really don’t like becoming like this.”

"Why?" Hu Liena, lying beside him, tilted her head in confusion. Since it was a body specially sculpted for him by another teacher, why wouldn't he like it?

"Because it's fake."

Nan Feng's voice was soft, yet it carried an indescribable sorrow: "My seemingly perfect body is merely a shell built from pure energy and soul power. It has no heartbeat, no temperature, and even the blood that flows from it is fake."

"Nana, I've told you before, I'm actually already dead."

Nan Feng opened his double pupils, looking at the sky through the gaps in the tree canopy, his eyes empty: "I am just a lonely ghost residing in her spiritual sea. This so-called body that belongs only to me is nothing but a self-deceiving illusion."

"That coldness and numbness that belongs to the dead constantly reminds me that I am an anomaly who doesn't even have the right to breathe. So, I am really sad."

Nan Feng's voice lowered, "Nana... I want to live too."

Eight-year-old Hu Liena didn't fully understand Nan Feng's profound and desperate confession. She didn't understand what an energy body was, nor did she understand why a dead person could still talk to her.

But she could clearly sense that the teacher in front of her, who was usually carefree and liked to bully her, was now tightly surrounded by a great sadness.

The little fox was heartbroken.

She quickly crawled over, using both hands and feet to lie on Nan Feng's broad chest, stretching out her two short arms and hugging his neck with all her might.

"Don't be sad, Teacher!" Hu Liena pressed her soft little face against Nan Feng's cold cheek, comforting him in an extremely childish yet incredibly firm voice, "Nana is here! Nana will always be with Teacher, Teacher, you're not a lonely ghost!"

Feeling the warm, soft little life in his arms, Nan Feng's dark, double pupils flickered slightly.

He sat up, pulled Hu Liena into his arms, looked directly into her clear, untainted eyes, and asked in a cryptic tone:

"Stay with me? How long can you stay with me?"

Nan Feng's eyes held a morbid curiosity and suspicion: "When you grow up in the future, will you meet a man you think is great one day, and then abandon me, your cold and aloof teacher, and run off with some random guy outside?"

Hearing such unfounded accusations, Hu Liena immediately became anxious.

"No way!" the little fox retorted loudly, her face flushed with anxiety. "How could I run off with some random man! In my heart, my teacher is the most important person!"

"Who knows?" Nan Feng looked at her, his tone still detached, as if asking her, yet also as if asking himself, "Human hearts are the most vulnerable to the test of time. What if?"

"There's no 'what if'!"

Hu Liena gripped Nan Feng's clothes tightly, her expression extremely serious, even with a hint of vow-like resolve: "I, Hu Liena, will never run off with any other man! I will stay by your side for the rest of my life, forever!"

Hearing the little girl's innocent and confident words, Nan Feng looked into her eyes, which were untouched by the world, and the suspicion in his eyes slowly dissipated.

He let out a long sigh and lay back down on the grass.

"Don't say such silly things." Nan Feng reached out and ruffled her fluffy head, his tone unusually gentle and indulgent, "And don't set such unrealistic rules for yourself."

"If one day in the future you really meet a man who makes your heart flutter, as long as you can think through all the consequences, as long as you're sure you won't regret it..."

Nan Feng looked at Hu Liena and said, word by word, "And if that man is indeed a responsible man who can protect you and is worthy of your lifelong commitment."

"Go ahead and be brave. Your teacher... will help you."

Hearing Nan Feng's earnest instructions, Hu Liena not only didn't follow his lead and dream about the future, but instead tightened her arms around him again.

"I don't want any other man, my teacher is the best."

The little fox buried her face in the crook of his neck, her voice muffled but revealing a stubbornness beyond her years: "Didn't the teacher personally teach me that when choosing things, you should never choose those inferior items that nobody wants? You should choose the best, and you should keep your eyes open when choosing."

She raised her head, her bright, sparkling eyes looking at Nan Feng: "Teacher is the best man I've ever seen in the world. I don't believe I'll ever meet anyone better than you. I only want Teacher, not any other random man."

Hearing this innocent confession from a child, Nan Feng patted her back helplessly: "It's different. To you, I am a teacher, someone who stands in the position of an elder."

"What you will face and seek in the future is a man who is on the same level as you, a partner."

Hu Liena blinked and blurted out instinctively, "Then a teacher can be a partner too."

"Snapped!"

Without any hesitation, Nan Feng raised his hand and flicked Hu Liena's smooth forehead hard.

"Ouch!" Hu Liena covered her forehead and pouted in grievance.

"Stop overthinking." Nan Feng's gentle expression vanished, replaced by an unusually serious one, even tinged with a hint of coldness. "I've taught you so many things and emphasized them countless times: never have unrealistic idealized views of anyone, including myself."

“I’m not as good as you think at all. In fact, I’m an extremely awful, bloodthirsty person. I’m your teacher, and I can only be your teacher.”

Nan Feng pressed down on Hu Liena's shoulders, his strange heterochromatic eyes fixed on her, his tone icy:

“Nana, listen to me carefully. When you grow up, if I, as your teacher, am still clinging to you and being nice to you without any boundaries, then the most important thing you should do is to actively distance yourself from me!”

"You must always be wary of me and suspect that I have ulterior motives towards you! Never easily trust anyone, especially not someone like me who seems very close to you and obedient to you in everything!"

"Because the closer someone is to you, the less you'll be able to defend yourself when they stab you in the back! You must remember this very well!"

Chapter 204 I've Long Been Unable to See the Light of Day

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Faced with Nan Feng's morbid and paranoid "black page teaching," Hu Liena, who usually nodded obediently, did not give a perfunctory answer this time.

She covered her forehead, bravely meeting Nan Feng's cold, double pupils, and loudly retorted, "Why? My teacher is so good to me, why should I be wary of you?"

"My teacher teaches me everything, and now he's even teaching me to be wary of everyone, including myself! If my teacher is really that kind of wicked person, why would he go to such lengths to teach me these skills to be wary of people?"

The little fox's logic was clear and stubborn: "You can simply not tell me anything and raise me to be an ignorant fool! That way, even if the teacher has ulterior motives towards me in the future, I won't be able to find out!"

Hearing Hu Liena's reasonable rebuttal, the desolation in Nan Feng's eyes deepened.

He slowly shook his head, ruthlessly tearing apart the last shred of pure trust in this little girl's world.

"Teaching you is the same."

Nan Feng's voice was as light as a breeze, yet every word pierced the heart: "Just as you think right now. How do you know that all the 'honesty' I'm showing you right now, and all the 'defenses' I'm teaching you, isn't a scheme to make you think this way about me?"

Hu Liena froze, her pupils dilating slightly.

“I will deliberately make you feel that since I dare to say such things to you, I would never deceive or hurt you. This will make you subconsciously let down your guard against me completely.”

Nan Feng looked at her, his eyes cold and devoid of any warmth: "Everything in this world—real tears, false lies, even the most touching honesty—could be a pre-rehearsed, meticulously planned scheme! Everything could be fake!"

"Nana, if you don't want to be swallowed whole in the future, or be hurt beyond repair, you have to learn to doubt these things, see through everything, scheme against everything, and control everything!"

Nan Feng stood up and looked down at Hu Liena on the grass.

"Only things that are completely in your own hands are worth your trust and can be trusted!"

"Otherwise, no matter how warm or safe that person or thing may feel to you, you should never trust them!"

"What cannot be controlled cannot be trusted! No matter when, where, or who!"

Looking at the cold and almost unfamiliar person in front of her, Hu Liena's eyes immediately reddened.

Large tears welled up in her eyes. She bit her lip tightly and asked loudly, her voice trembling with sobs, "If that's the case... then children can't control their parents at all, which means they can't even trust the parents who gave them life!"

"Of course not."

Nan Feng answered without even a second's hesitation.

"Do you naively believe that all parents in the world selflessly love their children and always think of their needs?" Nan Feng scoffed, ruthlessly shattering this veneer of warmth. "Wrong!"

"Parents who truly care about their children and will do everything they can to do what's best for them are always a tiny minority! Very few indeed!"

"The vast majority of parents don't have any pure love for their children; all they have is utilitarianism! What are children in their eyes? They are tools for old age, a continuation of life, and a guarantee for the future! From beginning to end, they only love themselves; no one cares what the children are thinking or what they are feeling!"

Looking at Hu Liena's tear-blurred eyes, Nan Feng suddenly pointed at himself, his tone becoming increasingly hysterical, even carrying a morbid self-analysis:

"Just like now! Just like how I feel about you right now!"

"I know what you want, I know you just want a simple hug, I know you don't want these suspicious, dark, and twisted thoughts at all! But I'm going to force it on you! I'm going to force you to learn!"

Nan Feng laughed self-deprecatingly, the sound particularly desolate in the empty forest: "Because in my self-righteous eyes, this is 'doing it for your own good'! I think only in this way will you not suffer in the future!"

"But what's the reality?!"

Nan Feng suddenly raised his voice, his eyes surging with terrifying madness and self-loathing: "I'm not doing this for your own good at all! I'm just satisfying my own perverted desire for control! I think everyone in the world deserves to rot in the mud like me!"

"I can't gain anyone's trust, and I'll never dare to trust anyone in my life, so I can't stand pure trust! I can't stand those so-called true loves that others talk about!"

"Seeing clean things makes me insanely jealous! It even makes me want to destroy them with my own hands, no matter what!"

"Just like what I'm doing to you now! I want to destroy the pure trust you have in me and in this world! I want to drag you down and turn you into a madman like me!"

As Nan Feng watched the tears streaming down Hu Liena's cheeks, his voice suddenly lowered, revealing a deep sense of despair and helplessness.

"I can't stand seeing these clean things, Nana."

Nan Feng took two steps back, slumped back onto the grass, covered his heterochromatic eyes with his hands, and spoke in a terribly hoarse voice:

"Someone like me, living in the gutter... has long been deprived of the light of day."

"Waaaaah—!"

Hu Liena could no longer hold back and burst into tears, throwing herself into Nan Feng's arms.

She reached out her small, delicate hand and forcefully covered Nan Feng's dark, double pupils, sobbing as she held him tightly.

"Then Nana will block the light for Teacher!" The little fox cried, breathless, but her voice was unusually firm. "Since we can't stand the light, since we're not used to it, then we won't look at it! As long as we don't look, Teacher won't feel bad..."

Feeling the small hand covered his eyes with warm tears, Nan Feng froze on the spot.

He wanted to sneer, to cruelly brush her hand away, and continue to shatter her naive illusions with the most vicious and realistic words. He wanted to tell her that covering her eyes wouldn't stop the world's malice, nor would it change the fact that he was a scoundrel.

But when he opened his mouth, those cruel words were like shards of glass stuck in his throat, impossible to spit out.

Looking at Hu Liena's unreserved embrace, Nan Feng felt a deep sense of powerlessness.