Time Is Long; I'm Afraid You'll Get Addicted

"Easy, little sister..."

From the crystal ball came a voice identical to Pope Bibi Dong's.

"Shut up! You bitch! I'm the older sister!"

Pope Bibi Dong shouted coldly, the massive scythe behind her already on the verge of fully materializing.

"Heh, that's not for you to decide."

"Shut up!"

"We agreed before that whoever was stronger would be the older sister."

"Bitch! You set me up!"

Pope Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, staring at the crystal ball with near hysteria.

"..."

The crystal ball remained silent.

After all, setting her up was indeed true. The inheritance of the Rakshasa God's divine seat required enough negative emotions.

"You bitch! You stole my Martial Soul, my man, and even the Asura Divine Sword he left for me! You made me suffer so much, yet you still have the nerve to order me around!"

The Rakshasa Demon Scythe in Bibi Dong's hand seemed to be entwined with vengeful souls, their wails echoing from it.

"I'll say it once more. I never stole anything from you. Those things were mine to begin with. The Asura Divine Sword was also left for me by him, not you!"

The crystal ball spoke in rebuttal.

Yet Pope Bibi Dong paid no heed, having heard none of it.

"Hmph! So what if you stole those things? I can still become a god. I'll destroy your Teacher's legacy and make him repent in hell!"

"You dare!"

Bibi Dong shouted angrily, and red light seemed to flicker within the crystal ball.

"Don't forget, I'm stronger than you! It won't be long before I return!"

"Return?! Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

Pope Bibi Dong's chest heaved, flashes of pale white appearing and disappearing beneath her collar.

The purple glow flickering over the Rakshasa Demon Scythe slowly faded.

"You aren't