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

Time and space seemed to have become disordered at this moment.

When Qian Renxue staggered and steadied herself, the scene before her made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

This is no longer the luxurious and cozy bedroom, but has become the dark, cold, and howling sandy beach outside!

The night sky was pitch black, and the pale moonlight shone on the damp beach, giving off a desolate feeling.

The man standing before her was no longer the handsome, aloof yet still somewhat "human" man.

"Hush-hush-"

A sickeningly loud creaking sound of arthropods grinding against each other echoed through the quiet night sky.

Under Qian Renxue's horrified gaze, Nan Feng's body swelled and twisted wildly in the blinding purplish-black light.

His skin was replaced by a hard, dark purple carapace, and thick, sharp spider legs that gleamed with a chilling light pierced out from his back and plunged into the sand.

In the blink of an eye, a gigantic monster, over five meters tall, enormous in size, and with an extremely ferocious and terrifying face, appeared out of thin air on the beach!

Death Spider King!

Its enormous belly was covered with ghastly green patterns, and its eight dark red compound eyes, gleaming with a bloodthirsty glint, stared down at the tiny Qian Renxue before it, devoid of any emotion.

"call--"

A chilling, oppressive aura of death, seemingly capable of freezing the soul, surged forth from the monster like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing the entire beach. The surrounding air seemed to freeze in that instant, leaving only the monster's heavy, piercing breathing.

The spider's enormous fangs opened and closed slightly, producing a chilling sound as venom dripped.

Nan Feng's cold, unwavering mental power exploded directly in Qian Renxue's mind:

"now what?"

"Would you still want to hug me like this?"

Chapter 234 Qian Renxue: He has no conscience! Poseidon: He's just too insecure.

……

Looking at the ferocious and terrifying monster in front of her, exuding an endless aura of death, and its eight cold and merciless compound eyes, Qian Renxue was stunned.

She never dreamed that Nan Feng would respond to her feelings in such an extreme, even self-destructive way.

Did he really want to push her away? Did he really want to prove he was a monster?

He was even willing to completely tear apart the last shred of his "human" appearance in front of her?!

An indescribable sense of absurdity, grievance, and anger surged into my heart, instantly dispelling that trace of instinctive fear.

"you……"

Qian Renxue's body trembled violently, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the Death Spider King before her. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she forcefully held them back.

She looked at it, her eyes showing no fear, only a deep, heartbreaking disappointment and anger.

"Nan Feng! You did this on purpose, didn't you?!"

Qian Renxue screamed hysterically at the giant spider, her voice filled with heavy sobs and despair.

"You just want to see me scared! You just want me to leave! You just want to get as far away from me as possible!!"

"Fine! I'll go! I'll do as you wish!!"

With red eyes, Qian Renxue glared fiercely at the monster, her gaze seemingly piercing through its shell and into Nan Feng's heart.

Then, she turned around abruptly and, without looking back, strode off along the coastline in the opposite direction, instantly disappearing into the dark night.

She didn't want him to see her crying.

She hated his cruelty, and even more so his cowardice!

"..."

The Death Spider King stood silently in place, its eight cold compound eyes watching the direction where Qian Renxue had disappeared, neither chasing nor moving.

The oppressive aura of death began to slowly dissipate as she left.

After a long while, Nan Feng slowly turned around.

He did not revert to human form, remaining in his hideous spider-like appearance. Dragging his heavy body, he slowly made his way towards the shore.

The seawater lapped against his spider legs, making a crisp sound.

He stopped at the edge of the tide, his thick spider legs slowly retracting, and his huge body lay quietly on the wet sand like a dark purple reef.

He slowly closed his eight bloodthirsty compound eyes.

A deathly silence fell once more, broken only by the ceaseless roar of the waves and the icy sea breeze.

They even said they were determined to be either human or ghost...

If you truly become a ghost, a monster... in the face of this cold, hard reality, what will become of your meager warmth...?

How could we possibly get any closer?

Under the moonlight, the giant spider remained silent, as if it had completely merged with the deathly atmosphere of the sea.

……

Meanwhile, on Poseidon Island, inside the Temple of Poseidon.

The gentle and sacred light of the sea god flowed quietly within the hall.

Sea Maiden Douluo and Xiaobai have rushed back to Seagod Island overnight. They are now standing respectfully before High Priest Poseidon, reporting in detail on all the events that have occurred on Purple Pearl Island.

Poseidon listened to the accounts of the Heaven Dou Empire's delegation and the ugly power struggles among the princes with unwavering composure. However, upon learning that the Heaven Dou Empire's eldest prince, "Xue Qinghe," had actually been replaced by Qian Renxue, the granddaughter of Qian Daoliu of the Spirit Hall…

Poseidon fell silent.

"The Angel Family... have they truly lost all control over their ambitions?"

"But what does Nan Feng mean? Since he knows Qian Renxue's identity, why does he let the situation develop like this? What exactly does he want to do?"

The Sea Maiden Douluo took a deep breath and relayed Nan Feng's arrogant words about "controlling the chessboard of the continent's situation" verbatim to Poseidon.

After listening to Nan Feng's deduction that treated everyone in the world as pawns and even included the fate of Poseidon Island, Poseidon's expression became somewhat unnatural.

She paused for a moment, raised an eyebrow, and asked in a somewhat strange tone, "Is this guy... asking for my opinion from afar?"

"That should be true." The Sea Maiden Douluo nodded. "Although I can't use mind-reading to read his true thoughts, I can sense that Nan Feng doesn't actually care how this game will end."

"He seems to simply enjoy the sense of control that comes from manipulating events and having all the madness and variables in his grasp. As for the final 'outcome,' it's not really that important to him."

The Sea Maiden Douluo shrugged and continued, "As long as the outcome is achieved under his prediction and control, even if the final result is unfavorable to him, he can accept it with a clear conscience."

"He really is a very strange person." The Sea Maiden Douluo curled her lips and gave her assessment. "He used to always complain that the current Pope, Bibi Dong, was an extremely twisted person. But in reality, he himself is the same, even... in some ways, he is more twisted than Bibi Dong!"

"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Poseidon's eyes. "How exactly is it distorted?"

The Sea Maiden Douluo thought for a moment, organized her words, and carefully analyzed: "The High Priest, he seems to be in a state of extreme unease and vigilance at all times. He is very anxious, and that anxiety forces him to keep thinking and constantly planning various escape routes and schemes."

“But that’s the strange thing!” The Sea Maiden Douluo changed the subject, “Although he has countless insidious and unscrupulous schemes in his mind, he would never actually put those dirtiest methods into action.”

"He possesses an extremely rare and highly rational logical thinking ability. Whether it's people's hearts, interests, or the big picture, he can calculate everything clearly like a machine. However, this extremely rational logic is paired with a very emotional drive to act!"

The Sea Maiden Douluo shrugged, her expression revealing a hint of helplessness and regret: "He clearly knows what would maximize his interests, what would be most advantageous and secure for him, and he has the absolute strength and skill to do it. But he just doesn't do it."

Poseidon listened quietly, then asked softly, "Why not?"

"Because he doesn't like it."

The Sea Maiden Douluo astutely pointed out Nan Feng's most fatal trait: "Just because he subjectively 'dislikes' or 'is unwilling' to do something, or finds it 'uninteresting,' he can unhesitatingly overturn all the most rational optimal solutions."

"So, being friends with someone like Nan Feng, how should I put it..." The Sea Maiden Douluo stroked her chin and gave a wry smile.

"You will feel scared involuntarily. Because he is too smart and thinks too deeply. You never know what is going on in his mind, or when he will casually scheme against you as well."

“But you don’t really need to be afraid of him.” A smile flashed in the eyes of the Sea Maiden Douluo. “Because you know in your heart that no matter how he schemes, he will never be able to bring himself to kill you. His bottom line is actually incredibly soft when it comes to the people he cares about.”

“Just like how he likes to tease us with his words and deliberately provoke us.” The Sea Maiden Douluo blinked. “On the surface, he seems aggressive and menacing, scaring people half to death, but in reality… he would never actually cross the line.”

After listening to the Sea Maiden Douluo's analysis, a rare, relieved smile appeared on Poseidon's face.

"You seem to understand things quite well."

Poseidon nodded slightly, his gaze softening: "This is also the fundamental reason why, even though I knew he was stirring up trouble there, I still chose to remain inactive and not interfere with Purple Pearl Island."

She turned to look at the boundless night sea outside the main hall and sighed softly, "Nan Feng is too tense. If I really recklessly intervene, the situation that was originally under his control will instantly slide into an uncontrollable abyss."

“Once his cherished sense of control is shattered, he will inevitably fall into extreme panic and anxiety. At that time…” A hint of apprehension flashed in Poseidon’s eyes, “In order to protect himself and regain the initiative, he will absolutely weave more, more insane, and more dangerous deadly schemes without regard for the consequences!”

“In terms of force, I can easily suppress him; but when it comes to his cunning and scheming, which allows him to see through people’s hearts and lay out a series of deadly traps…” Poseidon shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, “I really don’t have the ability to see through this guy completely. So, for the sake of peace on the continent, all I can do is try to restrain myself and keep a safe distance from him.”

“Leave him in control of the game so he won’t feel anxious.”

"But once his tense nerves relax and he's sure he's safe, his hidden softness will take over. He'll instinctively start planning a bloodless and mutually beneficial escape route for everyone on the chessboard. Because, as you said, he doesn't actually like violence at heart, you could even say... he loathes meaningless killing."

Chapter 235 Ning Fengzhi: Qinghe is worried about the country and its people! Qian Renxue: I'm just sulking.

……

Hearing the High Priest's assessment that seemed to have completely seen through Nan Feng, the Sea Maiden Douluo nodded thoughtfully.

But then, as if suddenly remembering some gossip, her big eyes darted around, and she leaned forward with a puzzled look on her face: "Since you, High Priest, understand him so well and know that he's the kind of person who responds better to gentleness than force... then why were you so angry when Nan Feng left Seagod Island?"

The Sea Maiden Douluo gestured with her hands, even exaggerating the action of slapping someone: "You slapped him hard back then! Since you knew he was wary, why didn't you just go along with him? What was the point of that slap?"

When that sordid matter was mentioned, Poseidon's composed and dignified demeanor instantly crumbled, his lips twitched slightly, and his expression became utterly speechless.

"Isn't that because that guy is a hopeless bastard?!"

Poseidon gritted his teeth, a rare occurrence for him, his tone filled with exasperation: "That ungrateful wretch is like a rock in a latrine, stinking and hard! No matter how much goodwill I show him, no matter how much I analyze the pros and cons with him, he's completely unyielding and refuses to believe a single word I say!"

Seeing Poseidon's gritted teeth and helpless expression, the Sea Maiden Douluo's face grew increasingly strange.

She looked Poseidon up and down, and cautiously probed, "But... High Priest, why do I feel that besides annoyance, there was also some... grievance in your words just now?"

"Feeling wronged?" Poseidon frowned.

"Yes, it's that kind of feeling..." the Sea Maiden Douluo continued her analysis fearlessly, "It's that feeling of injustice when you've given your heart and trust without reservation, only to be completely ignored and treated like dirt. Think back carefully, how much of that slap you threw was truly driven by anger for the greater good?"

The Sea Maiden Douluo blinked. "Isn't that just Chun Chun acting like a little girl... sulking?"

Poseidon's expression froze.