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

"When I do something, I either don't do it at all, or I go all the way."

"I will not leave myself any future troubles!"

“Especially enemies with potential like the Haotian Sect.”

"Now, the choice is in your hands."

Nan Feng pointed to the bottomless abyss below the mountain, then to the path beneath his feet:

"They led their people to jump down, to die for that so-called pride."

"Lower your head and kneel down."

"Live."

"..."

Heavy breathing echoed in the empty space. Tang Xiao clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

"metropolitan……"

The Second Elder walked to Tang Xiao's side, his voice aged and weary:

"Where there's life, there's hope."

“I know you’re suffering, I know you’re unwilling to accept this. But… those children are innocent.”

The Second Elder pointed to the young disciples and women and children behind him, whose faces were filled with terror and who were trembling with fear:

"If we die, the Haotian Sect's legacy will end. So-called pride and glory are nothing but a handful of dust in the face of annihilation."

"As long as you're alive... there's hope."

"Only by living can we have the chance to see the future."

Looking into those eyes filled with the desire to survive, Tang Xiao's last line of defense finally collapsed.

He slowly closed his eyes, and two streams of hot tears slid down his cheeks.

Yes.

Death is easy; all it takes is a snap of the neck. But what about the hundreds of lives lost? What about the thousands of tribesmen still on their way?

To sacrifice the entire sect for the sake of so-called face?

He is not worthy to be the sect leader.

"it is good……"

Tang Xiao opened his eyes, his voice hoarse, "I promise you."

"but!"

"My Clear Sky Sect may submit to you and serve you, but we will never be a dog of the Spirit Hall!"

What can we gain? And what can we retain?

"If it means losing my dignity just to survive, then I'd rather lead my people and jump off this cliff!"

"condition?"

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow, stood up from his chair, and slowly walked to Tang Xiao.

"Don't try to bargain with me so quickly."

"How much Haotian Sect can obtain does not depend on me, but on you."

"It depends on how much benefit you can bring to the Spirit Hall, and on how much of a role you can play in the upcoming power struggle."

"No pain, no gain. This is an eternal truth."

"As for status... don't worry, as long as you obey, the Haotian Sect will still be the number one sect in the world."

"The Spirit Hall will announce that we have reached a historic consensus with the Clear Sky Sect."

“We will characterize the root cause of this war as Tang Hao’s personal crimes, and… the ignorance and greed of the former Pope Qian Xunji.”

"We will tell the world that Qian Xunji, for his own selfish desires, not only killed himself, but also almost caused a catastrophe in the world of soul masters. The current Pope Bibi Dong had no choice but to step in to stop this tragedy in order to set things right and for the sake of peace."

"Now that Qian Xunji is dead, the culprit Tang Hao has become a pariah."

"Now that the source of the crime has been eliminated, we should not let more innocent people pay the price with their lives."

"This is the reason for our ceasefire."

"what?!"

Tang Xiao and the Second Elder stared wide-eyed at Nan Feng, their faces filled with disbelief.

Rebuke Qianxunji?

To throw mud at the former pope?

"Are you...are you serious?"

Tang Xiao asked incredulously, "The Spirit Hall values ​​its reputation extremely much. Qian Xunji is, after all, the former Pope and your nominal teacher! Aren't you slapping the Spirit Hall in the face by doing this? Aren't you denying the Spirit Hall's authority?"

"authority?"

Nan Feng scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery:

"Don't take Qian Xunji too seriously, and don't regard the so-called Qian family as too sacred."

"Whose Spirit Hall is it?"

"Is it the Qian family? Or those old geezers from the Offering Hall?"

"No!"

Nan Feng opened his arms wide, his voice filled with passion:

"The Spirit Hall belongs to all the Spirit Masters in the world! It is a sanctuary built by the blood and sweat of countless ordinary Spirit Masters!"

"As for Qian Xunji, and those high and mighty elders, they are nothing but bloodsucking mosquitoes clinging to this great tree, parasites stealing everyone's fruits!"

"Just like the princes and nobles of the two great empires."

"For their own benefit and for the sake of their so-called face, they shout all sorts of high-sounding slogans, making their subordinates fight desperately for them and shed blood and sacrifice themselves."

"Why should I?!"

Why do we have to do this?

"Why send thousands of Soul Masters to their deaths for their own selfish desires?"

"I don't want to waste a single soldier of the Spirit Hall for the sake of Qian Xunji, who is already dead."

"I don't want to see the Haotian Sect shed its last drop of blood for a selfish Tang Hao."

"Master Tang".

"We...we are all victims."

"They were all pitiful people who were trapped by that old era and those old rules."

"In that case..."

Nan Feng stretched out a hand, holding it in front of Tang Xiao:

Why not join forces?

"Overthrow the corrupt things and establish a new order."

“An order that belongs to us…”

Tang Xiao looked at the hand extended in front of him, and at those eyes filled with ambition and madness, and was overwhelmed with shock.

madman.

This woman is absolutely insane.

but……

If this is the price of survival.

If this is the only way out.

So……

Chapter 60 Want to fight? You old bastard!

……

"it is good."

Tang Xiao slowly raised his hand and firmly grasped Nan Feng's hand.

At that moment, two powerful soul energies collided in the palm of their hands, creating an invisible ripple.

"Haotian Sect..."

"I wish to... submit!"

Nan Feng released Tang Xiao's hand, and the murderous intent and madness on his face receded like the tide, replaced by a nonchalant laziness.

"In that case, it's settled then."

Nan Feng casually pushed Tang Yuehua, who was still in a daze, into Tang Xiao's arms.

"Madam Yue, thank you for your company these past two days."

Nan Feng blinked. "Remember our promise. Come visit Wuhun City whenever you have time."

“Brother…” Tang Yuehua threw herself into Tang Xiao’s arms, tears streaming down her face, her body trembling violently from the lingering fear.

"Get some rest."

Nan Feng didn't look at the brother and sister again. His six-winged purple wings suddenly unfolded, and with a flash of purple light, he soared into the sky.

"No need to send."

"Remember, don't let me down."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't be so polite next time we meet."

Watching the purple streak of light disappear into the horizon, Tang Xiao hugged his sister tightly and let out a long sigh.