Xue Beng was done for.
Prince Xue Xing's good days were probably numbered too.
After the beating,
Prince Xue Xing was deflated.
Once he'd calmed down, he began making arrangements. He had to keep this from becoming a major incident.
"Go fetch Dugu Bo!"
"Also, hurry to my residence and prepare some treasures, including those pills I bought a while back..."
"And bring the Fourth Prince here immediately."
"Even if he's lying in bed, unable to move, carry him here."
"Remember, keep things quiet. Don't let Xue Qinghe find out."
In the room,
Bibi Dong sat back down on the bed, completely uninterested in what was happening outside.
All she wanted was to continue their earlier conversation.
"Teacher, outside..."
"Don't worry about it, Xiao Wen. Where was I?"
"Um, you said there was something you wanted to tell me."
"Yes!"
Bibi Dong got to the point, a complicated look in her eyes. "Xiao Wen, do you know which deity I inherited?"
Su Wen wondered why she had brought it up so suddenly. Without thinking, he answered, "The Rakshasa God. You told me before, and you wanted me to become the Rakshasa Grand Pontiff!"
Bibi Dong nodded slightly and continued, her expression calm. "A deity is a legendary existence at level 100, beyond level 99. They're immensely powerful and mysterious. Many Soul Masters would probably envy those favored by a deity, but it can also be a bad thing."
"The power of a deity is too great, and there are layer upon layer of trials. Besides, there's no telling whether they're sane. I'm constantly tormented by a deity's whispers, and the mental strain is immense. Before you came, I'd never had a good night's sleep."
Su Wen was sure that wasn't normal. What normal deity would torment its inheritor endlessly?
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