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

"Because back then, we were the ones gambling! If we lost, we were the ones who would lose our heads!"

"I would only place a bet if I was 100% certain of the outcome and if there was a margin for error."

"But today is different."

Nan Feng shrugged:

"Today's attack on the Haotian Sect is sending those elders and soul masters to their deaths. If they lose, they'll be the ones who die; if they win, we'll be the ones who profit."

"Why not gamble on a game where we use other people's chips to gain our own benefits?"

"Even if there's only a 10% chance of winning, I'd go all in!"

"Because if I lose, I don't lose out; if I win, I make a huge profit!"

"..."

Chapter 32 Nan ​​Feng: Bullying Me Will Come at a Price

……

"Squeak-"

The sound of a door being pushed open was extremely soft outside the silent palace, followed by a series of deliberately light footsteps, like a guilty kitten, shuffling towards the palace door step by step.

Bibi Dong's senses were incredibly sharp; even without seeing, she knew who was coming.

In this Martial Soul City, who else but Qian Renxue would dare to sneak into the Holy Maiden's Palace at this time without prior notice?

"She's here again."

Bibi Dong sighed, rubbed her temples, and felt utterly exhausted.

Too much has happened today. First, there was the passionate speech at the enthronement ceremony, then the chaos in the Elder Hall, and just now, Nan Feng tore open her wounds and gave her a good scolding. Now she just wants to be alone and has no desire to deal with Qian Renxue.

"Nanfeng".

Bibi Dong shouted from within the sea of ​​spirit, "Go."

"Go to hell!"

Nan Feng turned over, his back to her, his voice full of resistance, "Go yourself if you want to go. I'm too weak to move right now."

"you……"

Bibi Dong choked, somewhat annoyed, "What's wrong with you now? Weren't you acting so well before? Now that she's here, why don't you just go and coax her away?"

"Big sister, have you lost your memory?" Nan Feng scolded irritably. "Who forced my clone to self-destruct? It was that old pervert Qian Daoliu!"

"Although the soul blood pact improved the quality of my clone, the price was huge! It was equivalent to cutting off a piece of my soul and blowing it up! My head is still buzzing!"

"Moreover, this high-quality Spider King clone has a one-month cooldown period!"

"A whole month! During that time, I couldn't create that physical clone at all!"

“Then use my body,” Bibi Dong said matter-of-factly. “Anyway, you’ve used it plenty of times before.”

"I refuse."

"Why?" Bibi Dong frowned. "Didn't you like her a lot? You watched the stars with her, told her stories, and treated her like a mother even more than I did. How come you've changed your attitude so quickly?"

"what?"

Nan Feng looked at Bibi Dong as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. He sat up abruptly and looked at her with an expression as if she were an idiot.

"You like her? Bibi Dong, did my scolding of you just cause a brain circuit?"

"I was acting! Don't you understand acting?!"

"If it weren't to tie her to our broken ship as a talisman, if it weren't to make Qian Daoliu hesitate to harm us, would I have the time to play house with a nine-year-old brat?"

"Me, the mighty Death Spider King, a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast overlord, going to be a babysitter for human cubs? Do I look like a very loving person?"

Bibi Dong was stunned.

She had always thought that although Nan Feng was sharp-tongued and ruthless, he still had some feelings for Qian Renxue. After all, his previous protectiveness and doting were such a convincing performance.

But now it seems... this guy really was scheming from beginning to end.

Even that child was nothing more than a bargaining chip in his hands.

"And, most importantly."

"That old bastard Qian Daoliu just humiliated me with his divine power, forcing me to self-destruct my clone and causing damage to my soul."

"Then I'll be smiling and controlling your body to coax his granddaughter? To put on a show of maternal love and filial piety for him?"

Do I look that cheap?

"One second someone gets slapped, the next second they're wagging their tail and running after them?"

Nan Feng snorted coldly, lay back down on the bed, and crossed his legs:

"dream!"

"I'll show that old bastard that bullying me comes at a price!"

"He drove that good mother to her death, so he has to bear the consequences!"

"Even if the consequence is that his granddaughter is heartbroken, that his granddaughter is in despair, that he has to watch his granddaughter cry but is powerless to do anything about it... then he brought it on himself!"

"That's the price."

"so……"

Nan Feng turned over, his back to Bibi Dong: "You can deal with that little burden outside yourself."

"Either you put on a cold face and send her away, let her go back and cry in front of Qian Daoliu, and let that old man feel sorry for her."

"Either you become the good mother yourself, or I'm not going to serve you."

"Don't expect that amnesiac personality to come online within a month."

"I, the Emperor, am on strike!"

……

Offering Hall.

Qian Daoliu sat cross-legged beneath the statue, his eyes slightly closed.

Sudden.

"Waaaaah..."

A series of stumbling footsteps, accompanied by suppressed sobs, broke the deathly silence of the ancestral hall.

Qian Daoliu suddenly opened his eyes, and in a flash, he arrived at the entrance of the main hall.

"Xue'er?!"

The small figure was staggering up the steps, her face streaked with tears, her eyes red and swollen from crying, and her long golden hair plastered messily to her face from running, making her look extremely disheveled.

"Xue'er, what's wrong?!"

Qian Daoliu's heart tightened, and he quickly squatted down, wanting to hug his granddaughter who was the apple of his eye.

"Why are you crying like this? Did you fall? Or..."

"Get away!!"

Qian Renxue shoved Qian Daoliu's hand away abruptly, even taking two steps back, staring at him intently with eyes full of disappointment, anger, and grievance.

"Grandpa is a big liar! A big bad guy!!"

This roar, filled with a heart-wrenching sob, completely stunned Qian Daoliu.

"Xue'er... how did Grandpa lie to you?" Qian Daoliu was at a loss.

"You promised me! You said you wouldn't hurt that mother! You said you'd help her get treatment!"

Qian Renxue cried and shouted, her small body trembling violently from the intense emotions she was experiencing.

"But...but Mom said you drove that gentle mother to her death! You drove her to self-destruction!!"

Qian Daoliu's face stiffened. He opened his mouth, wanting to explain that it was just an accident, that the clone had blown itself up.

But Qian Renxue wouldn't listen at all.

"I went to my mother's bedchamber just now... I wanted her to call out that gentle mother of mine to keep me company..."

Qian Renxue sobbed, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls, "But...but Mom kicked me out!"

"She's so fierce...she's really so fierce..."

She said: "Don't bother me! Your dear mother has already been driven to her death by your dear grandfather!"

She said: "One second he was pretending to protect us, the next second he used his divine power to force her to self-destruct!"

She said: "That gentle mother is now seriously injured, her soul is shattered, and she can't get out! Even if she did get out, she wouldn't want to see you! Because seeing you would remind her of your hypocritical grandfather!"

"Waaaaah..."

“Xue’er, it’s not like that…” Qian Daoliu tried to explain, “Grandpa just wanted to check…”

"I won't listen! I won't listen!"

Qian Renxue covered her ears, crying desperately and helplessly, and collapsed onto the cold ground.

"Dad is gone... Dad was beaten to death by bad guys..."

"Now that good mother is gone too... she was taken away by Grandpa..."

"My mom really isn't talking to me anymore... She thinks I'm annoying... She told me to get out..."

Qian Renxue raised her head, and her once bright and intelligent golden eyes were now filled with a heartbreaking emptiness:

"Grandpa... has Xue'er been naughty?"

"Is it because Xue'er is superfluous?"

"Daddy doesn't want Xue'er, Mommy hates Xue'er... Now even the only mommy who would hold Xue'er and tell her stories doesn't want Xue'er anymore..."

"Xue'er is unwanted... Waaaaah..."

These last few words completely shattered Qian Daoliu's psychological defenses.