They didn't even have a successor, let alone a Grand Pontiff.
And in the end, they still had to offer themselves as a sacrifice.
Worse than beasts of burden!
"Because I don't want to!"
Su Wen couldn't think of any other excuse, so he simply met her gaze.
Bibi Dong looked a little surprised. As she gazed into his eyes, she indeed saw no greed for the position of Grand Pontiff.
Though she didn't understand, she still nodded lightly. "All right. If you don't want to do it, then don't. I only wanted you to come into contact with divine power. With its help, you'll be able to cultivate faster."
Su Wen breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Bibi Dong didn't yet know the Grand Pontiff's final duty.
She probably hadn't even begun the trials yet!
"Cultivate here. I'd originally planned to take you to the secret realm. Cultivating there would help you a lot."
Bibi Dong walked over to the bed with long strides, her voice tinged with regret.
Without Su Wen's consent, the Rakshasa Trial couldn't be opened.
Only those who had received the Rakshasa Trial could cultivate in the Rakshasa Secret Realm.
Even Bibi Dong, as its successor, couldn't take him inside unless the Rakshasa God granted special permission.
Su Wen didn't refuse again. He took off his shoes and sat on the bed.
Bibi Dong yawned and climbed under the covers as usual.
"Teacher, will the spiders here bite me while I'm cultivating?"
Su Wen looked around, not daring to devote all his attention to meditation.
"Why would they bite you... Try it..."
Bibi Dong suddenly held out her hand. A green spider was crawling on her arm.
"I-I don't want to anymore!"
"Teacher, I'll cultivate downstairs instead."
Su Wen jumped off the bed