Before his death, Beibei had only been a Soul King. His soul strength was truly not that high, so he had barely retained any clear consciousness at this point.
This was also the limit of what Tang Ya could do. She could barely protect herself, so how could anyone expect her to protect Beibei well?
Beibei was not Electrolux or the Ice and Fire Dragon King. It was already fortunate that he had not dissipated on the spot.
But as the saying went, being alive like this was not good news for Beibei. He could do nothing, only passively remain imprisoned within Tang Ya's Spirt Sea, numbly watching everything happening around her with nothing but his muddled consciousness and his obsession with Tang Ya.
And now, Tang Ya—whom even he could at most hold hands with and kiss on the lips—was being watched with a perverted expression by that old geezer Zhongli Wu, who was doing things that looked extremely inappropriate. Beibei's already ethereal soul nearly collapsed on the spot.
"It hurt, it hurt so much!"
Killing someone was not enough—you had to crush their heart too?!
Fortunately, Zhongli Wu would not do anything substantial to Tang Ya before the modification was complete. Otherwise, Beibei's soul, which had only recently left his body, might really have been enraged into collapse.
And so, Beibei watched the entire process of Zhongli Wu modifying Tang Ya. He also watched as Tang Ya awoke, still wearing that numb, empty expression as she obediently followed Zhongli Wu's side.
For the first time, a vibrant shade of green appeared within Tang Ya's swamp-like, deathly Spirt Sea.
That... was the crown atop Beibei's head, the crown that represented power...
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