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

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Three hundred miles east of Tiandou City, deep in the mountains.

Following Tang Yuehua's guidance, Nan Feng led her through the misty abyss, past the peaceful outpost of a small mountain village, and finally landed on the summit of a precipitous and solitary mountain.

Before us stands a fortress built entirely of massive stones, towering majestically as if it were one with the mountain.

The main gate is five meters high, and the three powerful characters "Haotian Sect" on the heavy stone gate still exude a breathtaking aura of dominance and grandeur despite the wind and rain.

This is the last escape route prepared by the Haotian Sect hundreds of years ago in preparation for annihilation.

"Is this... the last stronghold of the Haotian Sect?"

Nan Feng looked at the stone plaque and said, "It is indeed a good place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Unfortunately, if the defenses are breached, even the strongest fortress is nothing more than a tomb."

"Who goes there?!"

Just then, several sharp shouts came from the shadows of the fortress.

This place is guarded and maintained year-round. Although the number of people is small, they are all loyal followers of the Haotian Sect.

Upon seeing strangers descending from the sky, several Soul Masters on guard rushed out instantly, their Clear Sky Hammer Martial Souls shining brightly.

"Enemy attack! Send a message immediately..."

However, the word "number" was not uttered before it could be called out.

"Noisy."

Nan Feng didn't even lift his eyelids; he simply raised his hand and several beams of purple light shot out.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Several deep purple spider webs instantly spread out in the air, as if they had eyes, accurately binding the guards who wanted to escape and report the news.

The moment the spiderweb, carrying a potent paralyzing toxin, touched their skin, the guards' eyes rolled back, and they collapsed to the ground, unable to move, their bodies stiff.

"stop!!"

Tang Yuehua was horrified and quickly grabbed Nan Feng's arm, pleading, "They're just ordinary disciples guarding this place, they don't know anything! Please don't kill them!!"

"rest assured."

Nan Feng glanced indifferently at the few rice dumplings on the ground. "They won't die. They'll just get a good night's sleep and lose their ability to resist."

"I came alone after all. It would be so embarrassing if they ran out to report the news or shouted and scared away the main force of the Haotian Sect that hadn't arrived yet."

Nan Feng casually waved his hand, and his soul power surged, rolling the guards who were wrapped up like dumplings into a corner and piling them up.

"Just let them lie there."

After doing all this, Nan Feng did not rush into the fortress, but stopped in front of the huge stone gate.

A flash of light.

A gilded, soft-sided chair covered with expensive soul beast fur and inlaid with various gemstones appeared out of thin air, clashing with the surrounding ancient and rugged stone buildings, yet exuding an eerie luxury and arrogance.

Nan Feng casually sat down, then wrapped his arm around Tang Yuehua, who was still in a daze, and pulled her into his arms, letting her sit sideways on his lap.

"We...are we right here?" Tang Yuehua was somewhat at a loss.

"of course."

Nan Feng adjusted to a comfortable position, one arm around the beauty's slender waist, the other hand stroking her smooth, long hair, his gaze lingering on the winding path below the mountain:

"Since you're here to pick someone up, you should wait at the door to show sincerity, right?"

"and……"

Nan Feng leaned close to Tang Yuehua's ear and chuckled:

"Don't you think that when Tang Xiao led his people through countless hardships and finally escaped to this safe haven that they thought was absolutely safe, it was all very different?"

"When they looked up, they saw their arch-enemy, the Pope, sitting at the gate, holding his younger sister and waiting for them."

"That scene..."

"It must be very interesting, right?"

Chapter 57 This is Love

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Time slips through our fingers like sand through our fingers, slowly passing by on this silent and desolate mountaintop.

As the sun set, it dyed the clouds on the horizon a blood-red hue and gilded the ancient stone fortress with a poignant golden light.

Tang Yuehua sat in Nan Feng's lap with her head down, her body stiff as a stone. This torment was not just physical discomfort, but also a form of mental torture.

She wondered what expressions her brother and the tribe would have when they arrived and saw this scene. What would they feel?

Shame, guilt, despair... all sorts of emotions intertwined, making her wish she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Meanwhile, in the sea of ​​the spirit, an even more intense dialogue is underway.

"Nan Feng, let her go."

Bibi Dong's voice was cold, revealing obvious displeasure, "There are only the two of us here, do you need to keep such a close watch on us all the time?"

"Don't let it go."

Nan Feng lazily replied, "What if it runs away? This is my talisman."

"run?"

Bibi Dong laughed angrily, "Tang Yuehua doesn't even have level ten soul power. On this cliff hundreds of meters high, right under your nose as a titled Douluo, where could she run to? Jump off the cliff?"

"That's hard to say."

Nan Feng spoke nonsense with a straight face, "Even a rabbit will bite when cornered. Besides, she's not just a hostage, she's the key bargaining chip in this negotiation."

"Think about it, if these thousands of people from the Haotian Sect want to live in seclusion here, who will take care of their food, drink, and basic needs? Who will provide supplies? Won't they have to rely on the connections and channels that Tang Yuehua has cultivated in this Yuexuan over the years?"

"If something goes wrong with Tang Yuehua, their so-called retreat from the world will be a joke. Are thousands of people supposed to hide in the mountains and starve?"

"Therefore, we must keep her firmly under our control, and it would be best if we could make her completely dependent on me, only then can this game be considered a success."

Bibi Dong remained silent for a moment.

Although Nan Feng's reasons sounded plausible, she always felt that this guy was just taking advantage of the situation.

However, that's not the focus right now.

"Nanfeng".

Bibi Dong suddenly spoke, her tone becoming serious and earnest, "There's a question that's been on my mind for a long time."

"Hmm? I loved you." Nan Feng replied casually.

"Get lost! Let's get down to business!"

Bibi Dong cursed irritably, then said seriously:

“Your style of doing things has changed so much since this expedition. So much so that I feel... like you’ve become a completely different person.”

“Back in Spirit City, you were insane, cold-blooded, and ruthless. You treated the Spirit Masters of the Spirit Hall as mere expendable resources, and even told me that as long as you threw them into the battlefield to die, you didn’t care about the casualties at all.”

"At that time, your attitude towards the Haotian Sect was one of utter annihilation, and you even wanted to destroy the three upper sects."

"But, ever since the war actually started..."

Bibi Dong paused for a moment, then listed them one by one:

"When attacking the Min clan, you used ruthless methods, but in the end you requested to capture them alive as much as possible to reduce the killing."

“In the battle against the Power Clan, you unleashed such a terrifying Netherworld of Death, but I could sense that you didn’t actually kill those low-level Soul Masters. You were more intimidating them and forcing them to collapse.”

"Until now..."

"You left the main force of the Spirit Hall to Demon Bear and his men as a ceremonial guard at the Clear Sky Sect, letting them drift safely. But you took me and risked your life, even coming here alone to intercept the main force of the Clear Sky Sect."

"Moreover, their attitude towards the Haotian Sect has changed from the initial determination to kill them to the current strategy of recruiting them as allies."

"From the very beginning, they sat comfortably in the back, letting everyone else fight their way up while they reaped the benefits."

"Now he does everything himself and is always at the forefront, protecting the cannon fodder behind him."

Bibi Dong asked, "Isn't this contrast a bit too much? What are you thinking?"

"..."

Nan Feng remained silent for a long time in the sea of ​​his spirit.

Then, a long sigh filled with helplessness and resentment rang out.

"Ugh……"

"Little Dongdong, do you think I wanted this?"

Nan Feng's voice turned somewhat irritable, "Do you think I want to go through all this trouble? Do you think I want to risk my life and come here alone to play this 'empty city stratagem'?"

"Isn't it all because of you?!"

"Because of me?" Bibi Dong was taken aback.

"nonsense!"

Nan Feng said irritably, "There's clearly a shortcut right in front of us—using Qian Renxue!"

"As long as you are willing to lower your head and get along well with that girl, take advantage of her status and her longing for maternal love."

"That old bastard Qian Daoliu will treat you like his own daughter! Those old fogies in the Offering Hall, like the Golden Crocodile and the Azure Phoenix, will all become the sharpest knives in your hands!"

"When the time comes, we'll have the manpower and the power. We can directly lead the luxurious team from the Hall of Offerings to sweep through the Haotian Sect. Why would I need to go through all this trouble here, trying to sow discord, win over, or put on an act?"

"But what about it?"

Nan Feng snorted coldly, "You fucking don't want to!"

"Not only are you unwilling to use her, you don't even want to see her, and you won't even let me mention her!"

"You've personally blocked that shortcut to the pinnacle of power!"

"What can I do? I'm fucking desperate too!"

"Since the elite route is blocked, and since you have blocked the path to directly control the core power of the Spirit Hall."