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

"Sorry, I have no interest in playing those disgusting simulation games!"

"And what are you now?!"

Qian Renxue refused to budge an inch, even aggressively approaching Nan Feng, "You keep cursing my father, saying that he harmed my mother, that he deliberately taught her to be an idiot who doesn't understand anything in order to control her, which led to those irreparable tragedies later on."

"But what about you?! You're teaching me everything, making me clear-headed, rational, and ruthless! Yet you're also thinking about turning against me one day. You're always on guard against me, and you even pre-emptively assume that I'll kill you for my own benefit!"

Qian Renxue stared intently at him, "You teach me, yet you guard against me killing you! What's the difference between you and my father who only wanted to control everything?! Aren't you two the same at heart?!"

"Don't compare me to that idiot Qian Xunji!!!"

Hearing Qian Renxue compare him to that beast, Nan Feng was completely enraged.

"That guy is not only incredibly stupid, but also insatiably greedy!"

Nan Feng's eyes were icy cold. "He did such a thing, and he still has the nerve to think... that as long as he acts a little more affectionate afterward, as long as he keeps Bibi Dong by his side and gives her some compensation, she should be grateful and forgive him for the past harm?!"

"Absolutely disgusting!"

Nan Feng took a deep breath.

"I would never do something so disgusting to myself, nor would I harbor such unrealistic fantasies!"

"I firmly believe in one principle: once a rift develops, it can never be perfectly repaired! It will only grow larger and larger with the passage of time and the conflict of interests, until it completely collapses!"

"I killed your own father. This is the indelible rift and mortal hatred between us!"

"So I would never fantasize like that idiot Qian Xunji, pretending to be nice to you for years, and then expecting you to be magnanimous enough to let go of your father's murder and put on some touching act of forgiveness with me!"

"I don't have that kind of brain-dead logic in my head!"

"All I know is that in this world, if there's a favor done, others can turn their backs on you, even repaying kindness with enmity. But if there's enmity..."

"Then we will definitely do everything we can to repay them a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"

With red eyes, Qian Renxue seized upon the loophole in his words and pressed him relentlessly: "But you also said earlier that your initial plan was to pretend to be a loving mother and daughter with me, to coax me into growing up, so that even if I knew the truth, I wouldn't turn against you!"

"What kind of nonsense is this?! Why do your arguments keep changing?! Which of your statements is true?!"

"Ah……"

Upon hearing this question, Nan Feng did not refute it. Instead, he raised his head and let out an absurd, even somewhat neurotic, laugh.

Why do I change my mind so often?

Nan Feng abruptly lowered his head, a hint of barely concealed frustration and rage appearing in his normally cold, double-lidded eyes.

"Because in the first place... I never intended for Bibi Dong to kill that beast Qian Xunji!!!"

Qian Renxue was startled by his sudden roar and took a half step back, her eyes filled with astonishment.

"You have no idea what kind of desperate situation I faced when I was trapped inside Bibi Dong's body!"

Nan Feng's chest heaved violently. "If Qian Xunji dies, Bibi Dong will completely control the Spirit Hall. Once she has no scruples, her threat to me will skyrocket!"

But as long as that old beast Qian Xunji is still alive, I can maintain a mutual restraint with Bibi Dong!

Because I can take over her body at any time, I can stop her revenge plan!

That was her only weakness, and also my only chance to save my life!

"As long as I maintain that balance, I will have enough time to guide you and assimilate you at my own pace, and perfectly execute my plan to raise a loving mother and a filial daughter!"

At this point, Nan Feng slammed his fist on the table, and fine cracks instantly appeared on the solid wood surface.

"But that crazy woman's hatred has already reached its limit!"

"She was willing to perish with me in her quest for revenge! In that completely out-of-control situation, I was forced to abandon all my principles and plans and choose to completely and deeply merge with her soul!"

"And then what happened?!"

Nan Feng pointed to his head, "The result is that I was turned into this ghostly state where I suffer from mental breakdowns from time to time by her damned Rakshasa God test and those extremely evil resentful thoughts crawling in the dark!"

"My brain breaks down every now and then! I go crazy! I can't help but do inexplicable things and say things that even I think are crazy!"

"I'm becoming more and more extreme, more and more twisted, more and more out of control, and less and less like myself!!"

Nan Feng stared intently at Qian Renxue, "Do you think I wanted to become like this?! Do you think I'm happy running around in this wretched mental state every day?! Do you think... I was always like this, so unpredictable and ruthless?!"

Qian Renxue stood there blankly.

In those red eyes, shock, bewilderment, heartache, and sudden realization... a complex mix of emotions swirled wildly.

"That is to say..."

Qian Renxue's voice trembled slightly, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Looking at the man before her, on the verge of collapse, she cautiously asked:

"The way you taught me, stayed with me, and comforted me at the very beginning... that's your... true self?"

"And your sudden turning against me, your coldness and ruthlessness towards me, even... even now your guarded, biased, and harsh behavior, is all because..."

Qian Renxue choked up, "It's all because...you were contaminated? You...are sick?"

"..."

Faced with Qian Renxue's question, the mania in Nan Feng's eyes instantly faded.

Instead, there was a cold, even somewhat eerie, deathly silence.

"Ugh……"

Nan Feng sat back down in his chair and poured himself a glass of cold wine.

"I don't know what kind of tragic drama you're imagining right now, and I don't know what you're trying to achieve by telling me all this."

"Are you trying to use this seemingly understanding empathy to lower my guard? To make me feel that you really understand me, so that I won't be on my guard?"

Nan Feng downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, "But I still want to tell you clearly—it's impossible."

"No matter how much you show concern and understanding now, I absolutely do not believe that you will truly forgive and forget me after you become stronger in the future."

"There's no one in this world I can completely trust. I don't even trust Bibi Dong. I even wonder every day if, once she finally obtains the Rakshasa Godhood, she might just wipe me out too..."

"Do you think you can fool me with just a few tears?"

Chapter 273 Lies Don't Hurt, the Truth Is What Cuts.

……

Looking at Nan Feng, who was covered in thorns and enveloped in absolute rationality and defense, Qian Renxue let out a long breath.

She gave up.

She suddenly realized that Nan Feng's current cold and unyielding demeanor, which could not be warmed no matter what and refused to trust anyone, was exactly the same as Bibi Dong's cold attitude towards her back then, no matter how much she begged!

These two people... are absolutely identical in their obsession and paranoia!

Having realized this, Qian Renxue no longer intended to make a futile struggle in this dead end.

She knew that this man's current mental state was like that of a hedgehog, pricking anyone who got close.

If you don't believe me, fine, you're all just stubborn bastards!

Qian Renxue wiped away her tears, sat down opposite Nan Feng with a cold face, and changed the subject abruptly:

"Since we're not talking about personal matters, let's get down to business. I need your help with something."

Nan Feng poured himself another glass of wine, not even lifting his eyelids: "Speak."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's attitude remains ambiguous. That old fox Ning Fengzhi's support for Xue Qinghe is not clear enough."

Qian Renxue calmly analyzed the situation, "I'm not sure what he's planning. The Tiandou royal family is actually quite weak right now. If Ning Fengzhi suddenly has some ulterior motives, wants to do something behind the scenes, or even wants to support someone else to take the throne, my plans will be thrown into chaos."

Qian Renxue looked at Nan Feng: "You have to find a way to stabilize the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for me, or directly force Ning Fengzhi to take sides completely."

You're overthinking it.

Nan Feng put down his wine glass. "That old fox Ning Fengzhi doesn't have the wolfish ambition of your Spirit Hall, which wants to conquer the world at the drop of a hat."

"He is essentially a shrewd politician and businessman. He knows very well what the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's strengths are, and he knows even better where their fatal weaknesses lie. They are the best in the world in terms of support, but that is only support. They do not have absolute single-person force to suppress others. Anyone who dares to openly cause trouble will never have a good end."

"What the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wants has never been a change of dynasty, but rather to stay safely behind the royal family, using the protection of imperial power to preserve the sect's heritage while growing stronger."

"These people who make political investments are much more clear-headed than you people from the Spirit Hall. They know what they want, and they know how to assess risks and cut their losses. Ning Fengzhi will absolutely not make any big bets before the struggle for the crown prince position in the Heaven Dou royal family is completely settled."

Qian Renxue frowned as she listened: "Can't you analyze the situation properly? Why do you have to add insult to injury and make sarcastic remarks?"

"Did I mock you?" Nan Feng asked, his face full of innocence and confusion. "Wasn't I just stating the objective facts?"

"Your Spirit Hall always talks about the greater good and sacred glory. But what's the result? Go out and ask anyone, what exactly is this so-called greater good? Can you even explain it yourselves?"

Nan Feng retorted sarcastically without any mercy: "Besides using force to forcibly annex and carrying out purges and killings, what else can you do that is even slightly constructive?"

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, feeling a throbbing sensation in her temples.

"stop!"

She abruptly raised her hand to interrupt Nan Feng's spellcasting, and said through gritted teeth,

"Stop talking, okay?! I'm not concerned about the greater good of the world anymore! I'm just doing this to satisfy my own lust for power. I just want to be emperor and have some fun, is that alright?!"

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow, seemingly somewhat surprised by her straightforward honesty.

He shrugged and obediently shut his mouth.

The hall fell silent once again.

Qian Renxue felt a heart attack.

She closed her eyes and took a long time to calm herself down before she could suppress the urge to overturn the table.

"Alright, since we don't need to worry about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School..."

Qian Renxue opened her eyes again, suppressing her anger as she asked, "You just said you don't plan to do anything anymore. What about me? What am I supposed to do during this vacuum period before the situation completely stabilizes?"

"Do whatever you want."

Nan Feng leaned back in his chair, looking at him like he was an idiot. "Why are you asking me? It's not like if I give you advice, you'll obediently follow it."

"You and your schizophrenic mother are practically cut from the same cloth! You come to me with everything, and when I kindly explain the pros and cons to you, you refuse to listen and insist on doing things your own way, which is just asking for trouble!"

Nan Feng waved his hand impatiently: "Since the result is the same whether I say it or not, why should I waste my breath?"

Qian Renxue was so angry she laughed, her eyes widening: "You...you're doing this on purpose?! Are you deliberately trying to annoy me?!"

"How did I do it on purpose?" Nan Feng retorted. "Which of my statements just now wasn't true?"