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

"and……"

"I can clearly see that you still have that good-for-nothing old lover stuck in your heart!"

Bibi Dong suddenly raised her head, a hint of embarrassment and anger flashing in her eyes as if a sore spot had been hit.

"Look at you, making that face again." Nan Feng laughed mockingly. "I'm angry, I'm insanely jealous! But what can I do?"

"Do you think I can forcibly pry open your brain and make you forget Yu Xiaogang? Or should I rush to the Heaven Dou Empire right now and slap that piece of trash to death?"

"Stop joking around." Nan Feng shook his head, his tone sorrowful. "I don't even dare to mention this matter normally. I'm afraid that if I mention him, I'll completely break ties with you."

"Because I know that the fragile partnership between us, held together by interests and fear, is absolutely unable to withstand the slightest storm. It will crumble at the slightest provocation!"

"I'm well aware of my own limitations," Nan Feng said, pointing to himself with a sneer. "What am I? Just a parasite clinging to you shamelessly. What right do I have, what status do I have, to interfere in Bibi Dong's love life?"

"So, I simply backed down. I completely ignored it and pretended I didn't know anything about it. I thought, at worst, we can just go our separate ways. You can keep your white moonlight in your heart, and I'll find my way out."

"But the problem is..."

Nan Feng leaned closer to Bibi Dong's pale yet stunningly beautiful face, his gaze intensely authoritative. "You seem to have no sense of boundaries."

"I chose to respect your past and avoid touching your sensitive areas. But you always try to cross the line and interfere with my life!"

"It often leaves me feeling stuck in the middle, like I'm a joke!"

Nan Feng looked at Bibi Dong and posed his final, and most fatal, question:

"Like now."

"Tell me, Bibi Dong, what exactly is your mindset, your identity, and your stance... that leads to such a strong reaction to my contact with Poseidon?"

"The master's position?"

Bibi Dong remained silent, her slightly parted red lips eventually closing. Faced with this question, she lowered her eyes, completely unsure how to answer.

Nan Feng sighed heavily as he looked at her speechless expression.

“Actually, I know you can’t answer that.” Nan Feng’s voice was utterly exhausted. “And to be honest, even if you could come up with a flawless answer right now, I wouldn’t dare listen to it, much less believe it.”

"Have you always thought I was a cunning and calculating person, someone who plans ten steps ahead for every one step I take? You really overestimate me. Actually, I'm very trusting and impulsive at heart."

“If I can truly maintain that cunning, ruthless demeanor you imagine…” Nan Feng looked directly at her, “Please believe in my abilities, Bibi Dong. If we were truly like that, there would be absolutely no conflict between us!”

"If I really only saw you as a tool, I would treat you like a three-year-old child, making you happy every day! In fact, from the very first day we met, I would never let you feel even the slightest bit of threat towards me!"

"I don't need to demonstrate any abilities. I just need to be a useless accessory. I won't do anything, offer any suggestions, and just quietly watch you. I don't need to help you change your fate. I just need to jump in when you're sad and need emotional support, and soothe your feelings like an obedient dog. That's enough!"

"Playing dumb and currying favor, you think that's difficult? It's too easy!"

"But... I just can't let go of my damn pride! I have an extremely strong desire to perform, so from the very first day we met, I couldn't wait to let you know what I'm capable of, I wanted to prove my worth to you!"

"I originally thought that as long as I demonstrated enough ability, I could make you value me and gain even a little bit of your reliance. But what happened? All I got in return was your growing fear and suspicion!"

“Bibi Dong, do you know? This is really heartbreaking.”

Chapter 207 Living One Day at a Time

……

Nan Feng's voice trembled slightly, "If I really had ulterior motives and wanted to scheme against you, would I be crazy? Why would I act so dangerous and aggressive, dancing on your landmines every day?!"

“But I also know…” Nan Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, “It’s because I schemed too much against you in the beginning in order to seize the initiative, which caused you to completely lose trust in me. In the years since, I have actually been trying to repair that trust, both openly and secretly.”

"Unfortunately, it's useless."

Nan Feng opened his eyes. "If it's useless, it's useless. Let's just wish each other well."

"But honestly, I still can't understand what's going on in your head!!"

“I know you can’t let go of the past, you can’t let go of that good-for-nothing. I’ve never thought of forcing you to give it up! Because I know all too well what that thing really is!”

"What is the so-called 'white moonlight'? It's not a concrete, living thing at all! It's just a memory that has been infinitely beautified by the years!"

"Is what you miss now really Yu Xiaogang, that cowardly man? No! What you miss is your own youth that can never be returned to, your clean and beautiful past that was not yet destroyed by Qian Xunji!"

"No matter how much of a scoundrel I am, how could I possibly cruelly destroy the last bit of purity and beauty in your heart?"

"I've shown you so much respect! I've gone to great lengths to avoid touching your wounds! Why can't you show me even a little respect?!"

Nan Feng's emotions gradually spiraled out of control. He slammed his fist on the bed, "I don't even want any respect anymore!"

"All I want is a basic sense of security from you!"

"As long as you can assure me that once you hold great power and become a god, you will never sell me out or eliminate me for the sake of others, that will be enough!"

"But what about you? You won't even give me this little bit of peace of mind!"

Nan Feng stared intently at Bibi Dong's trembling, purplish-red eyes.

"Why do you think I'm always acting like a madman, running around like a lunatic? Why do you think I'm always scheming and causing trouble, tearing the house apart like a mad dog?!"

“Bibi Dong, that’s because… I’ve always lived in fear.”

Looking into Nan Feng's bloodshot eyes, which were filled with extreme repression, and listening to his accusations that sounded like weeping blood, Bibi Dong completely lost her voice.

She slowly lowered her head, her once proud and arrogant face now filled with helplessness and confusion. She dared not look into Nan Feng's eyes, unsure of what to say in rebuttal, and even more unsure of how to face this man before her, whose disguise had been completely stripped away and who was now scarred and broken.

The palace was deathly silent.

a long time.

The violent heaving of Nan Feng's chest gradually subsided. The madness and despair in his eyes receded like the tide, replaced by a deathly stillness as if his soul had been completely drained.

"That's enough."

Nan Feng loosened his clenched fists, his body hunched slightly, and his voice was so soft it seemed a gust of wind could carry it away, "I'm so tired."

“I used to tell myself that in order to truly have a body and to truly live, I should just be submissive, endure whatever comes my way, and be tired whatever comes my way.”

"But now, I suddenly feel... that living doesn't seem so important anymore."

Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously looked up at him.

Nan Feng didn't look at her, but instead raised his head, staring blankly at the magnificent dome of the palace, and spoke in a flat, declarative tone:

"Didn't you keep asking what I did on Poseidon Island and what happened between me and Poseidon?"

"It's actually very simple. I just did to Poseidon what I did to you back then."

“I first schemed against her step by step, forcing her into a situation where she had no choice but to listen to me. Then, in front of her, I confessed all my cards, all the hidden dangers, and all the embarrassing truths to her.”

"After doing all this, I fully expected that Poseidon would be just like you were back then. After witnessing my despicable and unscrupulous methods, she would be extremely wary of me and always on guard against this man-eating beast."

At this point, Nan Feng paused, a hint of absurd sorrow flashing in his eyes.

"The results of it?"

"They believed me without saying a word."

Bibi Dong was stunned, a look of disbelief flashing in her purplish-red eyes.

“It’s ridiculous, isn’t it?” Nan Feng lowered his head and looked at his hands. “It wasn’t until that moment, until Poseidon put away her scepter and asked me if I could guarantee the peace of the ocean and expressed her willingness to cooperate with me, that I finally realized a truth.”

"When it comes to trust, what matters is never what you do, but rather what kind of person you are dealing with."

Nan Feng turned his head and looked quietly at Bibi Dong: "I couldn't get even a little bit of peace of mind from you, no matter how much effort I put in, how many schemes I devised, or even how much I begged for your help, but Poseidon gave it all to me so easily."

"The sad thing is... I can't believe it."

Nan Feng chuckled, his laughter filled with self-mockery: "Just like you couldn't believe me no matter what, I backed down in the face of Poseidon's open trust. I realized I simply couldn't believe she would really keep her word."

“I’m afraid she’s just acting, afraid she’ll turn on me and kill me in the future. I’m used to the backstabbing and scheming in the gutter, I can’t handle something so innocent.”

"So, like a coward, I ran away."

Nan Feng propped himself up on his knees and looked down at Bibi Dong, who was sitting blankly on the bed.

“I fled Poseidon Island, and returned in disgrace, carrying the 100,000-year soul ring you so desperately wanted.”

"This is the whole story, and this is my final report on this mission."

"Are you satisfied now, Your Holiness the Pope?"

Bibi Dong looked at the exhausted man in front of her, her red lips slightly parted, about to say something.

"Alright, you don't need to say anything."

Nan Feng raised his hand to interrupt her, his tone revealing a calm acceptance of the situation.

“I’m telling you this not to accuse you, nor to play the victim. I just don’t want to keep it all bottled up anymore.”

"Even though you'll probably still think I have ulterior motives and won't believe me at all after I say this, at least I'll feel a little better after I say it."

"I'm not blaming you for not believing me. It's just that I'm not qualified."

"I don't even dare to trust others myself. I couldn't even accept the trust that Poseidon offered me. What right or face do I have to demand that you trust me?"

Nan Feng shook his head and looked away from Bibi Dong's face.

"As I said at the beginning, what happened today was just a temporary phantom pain in my lost conscience. In a couple of days, once this sentimental illusion dissipates, I will naturally turn back into the heartless, calculating bastard I used to be."

"So, you don't need to think I'm pretending or putting on a show. Whether it's my scheming madness or my current listless and dejected state, it's all me, the real me."

Nan Feng sighed, "I've always been this kind of unpredictable, erratic old spider who's prone to outbursts of madness."

"As for our rotten relationship... let it be. Let's torture each other, make do, and live one day at a time."

After saying that, Nan Feng turned around and walked towards the palace gate.

Just as his hand was about to push open the palace door, he paused.

"You evil orca king in the yard, hurry up and absorb the soul ring and soul bone, don't make me waste my time."

"After you've taken what you need, leave the rest of the corpse for me; I still have a use for it."

Chapter 208 Ten Thousand Year Whale Glue

……

"boom--!"

A crimson beam of light suddenly shot into the sky from the courtyard deep within the Papal Palace.

With the complete end of the Demon Orca King's life, the terrifying magnetic field, unique to the fall of a 100,000-year-old soul beast, instantly spread, enveloping most of the Papal Palace in a oppressive red light.