chsdbacks Chapter 9 One Body, Two Souls, Sharing the Same Fate
Chapter 9 One Body, Two Souls, Sharing the Same Fate
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In the following days, Qian Renxue would sneak into the Holy Maiden's Palace from time to time, observing from a distance.
They might even deliberately make some noise, pretending to be discovered by accident.
In reality, they were testing Bibi Dong's reaction.
If Bibi Dong still had that indifferent look in her eyes, she would run away.
If Bibi Dong looked confused, she would come closer.
Although Bibi Dong really didn't want to pay attention to Qian Renxue, even though Nan Feng was controlling her body,
Nan Feng threatened her that if she didn't cooperate with his plan, she wouldn't be able to kill Qian Xunji either, and they would see who could outlast whom.
However, if we miss this opportunity, who knows when the next one will come?
Ten years from now? Or twenty years from now?
Moreover, without eliminating Qian Xunji, the Rakshasa Secret Realm cannot be opened, and Bibi Dong will not be able to access the Rakshasa God's inheritance, making her revenge seem even more distant.
Unless she is willing to kill Qian Renxue and use her soul as a substitute, which would not only open the secret realm but also give Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu the greatest revenge.
But she clearly couldn't bring herself to do it, otherwise she would have done it already.
Therefore, Bibi Dong had no choice but to cooperate with Nan Feng.
The two took turns logging on.
After half a month, even Qian Daoliu and Jin E were convinced that Bibi Dong had gone mad.
In particular, every time Bibi Dong transforms, the two soul powers of her twin martial souls will briefly clash, which further confirms the drawbacks of the twin martial soul conflict.
During this time, Qian Xunji's injuries stabilized, and Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo no longer had to stay by his side every day.
Bibi Dong felt that the time was right.
"Nanfeng, prepare for action."
However, the expected response did not materialize.
The sea of consciousness was deathly silent; the usually talkative fellow was now completely still.
"Nan Feng?" Bibi Dong frowned slightly, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart. "Are you faking your death?"
"I wasn't pretending to be dead; I was contemplating life."
After a long while, Nan Feng's lazy voice finally rang out, "I'm thinking about a very serious question."
"What's the problem?"
"When the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked; when the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away," Nanfeng said wistfully.
"Little Dongdong, the reason we can get along so harmoniously now is because you want to kill Qian Xunji, and I can stop you from killing him, so you have to cooperate with me."
"but……"
"Once Qian Xunji really kicks the bucket, you'll have avenged yourself. But what about me?"
"What do you mean?" Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed.
Nan Feng stretched in his sea of consciousness. "What I mean is, you're a ruthless woman with no bottom line. Once you lose Qian Xunji as your target, won't you turn around and try to get rid of me, this parasite?"
"After all, I'm also a factor that can't be controlled, right?"
Bibi Dong was silent for a moment, then sneered, "You're overthinking it. I said, as long as you help me become a god, I'll help you transcend. It's a deal."
"A trade? That's based on the premise that both parties are of equal strength." Nan Feng scoffed.
"Breaking promises and discarding trustworthy people after they've served their purpose are the greatest characteristics of humankind. I, the Emperor, have never believed a single word of any promises made to humankind."
"not to mention……"
Nan Feng paused, his tone turning somewhat sinister:
"After killing Qian Xunji, your next step is to open the Rakshasa Secret Realm and receive the inheritance of the Rakshasa God."
"That's the power of a god. Who knows if Rakshasa might have some means to separate me from your martial soul, or even kill me outright?"
"We're in the same boat now, but by the time you get ashore, I'll still be soaking in the water."
"I value my life and don't want to be a cooked dog."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's heart sank.
This guy... is incredibly perceptive.
Indeed, she did have this plan in mind.
No strong person wants another uncontrollable soul to reside in their body.
Once she kills Qian Xunji, devours his soul, and opens the Rakshasa Secret Realm, her next target will be this Death Spider King!
If we could use divine power to completely eliminate this "old rogue," that would be the best outcome.
If that's not possible, at least we should find a way to completely suppress him and regain absolute control of the body.
Having her thoughts exposed, Bibi Dong simply stopped pretending.
"so what?"
Bibi Dong said coldly, "You plan to keep that beast alive indefinitely to blackmail me?"
"I do have that idea," Nan Feng said leisurely.
"After all, you can't do anything to me right now, and as long as Qian Xunji is alive, you won't want to die."
"Even if you can't become a god, you can still live for at least another hundred or two hundred years. I'll just consider this a failed investment. And you can forget about the Rakshasa Secret Realm. Wouldn't it be interesting if we just loved and fought each other for the rest of our lives?"
"you!!!"
Bibi Dong was so angry that she trembled all over.
That bastard! That shameless scoundrel!
"What exactly do you want?!" Bibi Dong suppressed her anger.
"Little Dongdong, it's not about what I want, it's about what you want," Nanfeng said helplessly.
"Whether it was the sacrifice before or the threat now, I just want to live. I don't want to die, even if it means living like a parasite on you."
"I really want to trust you and cooperate with you so that we can all benefit from this, but unfortunately, you not only refuse to meet my most basic need to survive, but you are also constantly thinking about how to kill me."
"If I don't help you, you can't become a god; if I help you, it's suicide."
"What can I do? I'm desperate too."
Bibi Dong was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath. "So what exactly do you want?"
"It's simple. Think of a way to put my mind at ease," Nan Feng said leisurely.
"I don't need to worry about you discarding me after you've served your purpose, and I don't need to worry about you killing me at any time."
"If we can't solve this problem, then let's just waste our lives like this."
Bibi Dong is about to collapse.
She now deeply regrets her actions, wondering why she had been so greedy for that small sacrifice!
As a result, this old rogue latched onto me!
And now, she has absolutely no way to deal with this old rogue!
"Shameless! Despicable! Vulgar!"
"Nan Feng, you beast who deserves to die a horrible death!!"
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, wishing she could split her head open and rip out that disgusting soul inside to crush it.
Why did she believe that old spider's lies? The sacrifice, the promise of helping her become a god—it was all bait!
This is like a poison coated in sugar; it's easy to swallow, but now you can't vomit it up, and it's still inside you, ready to explode at any moment.
"Go ahead and curse, keep cursing."
Nan Feng's irritating voice rang out again, "It'll make you feel better if you vent. After all, we have a long life ahead of us, and you need to find a way to vent."
"Long nights, sleepless nights. Having a caring older brother like me to chat and keep you company in the sea of the mind, to help you take care of your children, and even to fight for you—this kind of treatment is something others would beg for."
"Look, you'll be living alone anyway, and we'll be living together anyway. In a few decades, you'll be old, and I'll be tired, then we'll both return to dust, wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"You..." Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently with anger, her eyes red-rimmed.
She can't afford to waste time.
Every minute, every second, just thinking that Qian Xunji was still alive, still barely clinging to life in the Papal Palace, made her feel as if ants were gnawing at her whole body.
Ten years? Twenty years?
No, she couldn't even wait a day longer!
"good……"
After a long while, Bibi Dong seemed to have all her strength drained away, and she slumped against the headboard, the anger in her eyes turning into a deep sense of powerlessness.
"You win."
"Nanfeng, you win."
Bibi Dong's voice was hoarse, carrying an almost pleading tone of compromise, "As long as you let me kill Qian Xunji, as long as you let me take my revenge... I'll agree to any conditions."
Seeing that the time was right, Nan Feng, who had been in a "laissez-faire" state, finally put away his nonchalant tone.
Bibi Dong's psychological defenses have been worn down to the limit by this series of "cheating" tactics.
Now, she is willing to pay any price to kill Qian Xunji.
In the sea of consciousness, the enormous purple spider king phantom slowly opened its eight eerie green eyes, staring directly at Bibi Dong's soul.
"Bibi Dong, you are a smart person."
"You should understand that the biggest problem between us is a crisis of trust."
"I don't believe you'll let me go after you become a god, and you don't believe I'll genuinely help you."
"This kind of suspicion is unsolvable."
"Unless... we can address the possibility of betrayal at its root."
Bibi Dong suddenly looked up: "What do you mean?"
"A soul blood pact," Nan Feng said calmly. "It's not a simple parasitic relationship like this, but a true fusion of our soul essences."
"This is a forbidden contract originating from ancient soul beasts. Once formed, it means truly one body with two souls, sharing life and death."
"If I die, your soul will shatter instantly; if you die, I will also vanish into nothingness."
"Even if you become a god in the future, as long as you want to separate yourself from me, your soul will suffer irreversible damage, and you may even fall from your pedestal or perish."
"Only when the cost of killing me is too high for you to bear can I believe that you truly won't kill me."
"This is what I want—a sense of security."
Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.
A soul blood pact? A bond of life and death?
This means she will forever lose absolute control over her soul, and that the old spider will truly become an inseparable part of her life!
This is more thorough than parasitism; it's practically... selling half of one's soul to this spider!