I've Given My Life to You

"There is no need to look at me with those eyes."

Nan Feng said indifferently, "In these past tens of thousands of years, it is not as if I haven't seen other humans who obtained the Rakshasa inheritance. It is a pity that they were too stupid and too arrogant; before they could even grow, they were wiped out by the descendants of the Angel God."

"But you are different, Bibi Dong."

Nan Feng's voice suddenly became serious and filled with temptation, "In you, I see a trait that even previous inheritors of the Rakshasa did not possess—extreme resentment and extreme patience."

"In you, I see true hope."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the stormy waves in her heart, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "...What hope?"

"The hope of becoming a god!" Nan Feng said in a deep voice.

"Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts are indeed powerful, but our fate is destined to be tragic. Either we are reduced to ashes under the Heavenly Tribulation that comes every hundred thousand years, or we become soul rings for you humans."

"As for taking human form to cultivate again? Hah, that is nothing more than abandoning all power and placing one's life in the hands of greedy humans—it is seeking one's own death."

"I do not wish to die under the Heavenly Tribulation, nor do I wish to die without any value."

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes. As a clever person, she had already vaguely guessed the other party's intention, but that guess was so insane that she dared not believe it.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Nan Feng looked down at her, his eight spear-like spider legs retracting slightly as he made an extremely human-like "shrugging" gesture.

"I want to cooperate with you."

"I will help you become a god, and you will take me to transcend."

"Are you not racking your brains trying to get my soul ring and soul bone? No problem, I can give them to you."

"As long as you agree to my conditions, I can even—sacrifice myself for you!"

"What did you say?!" Bibi Dong's pupils shrank.

Sacrifice?!

That was the most extreme way for a Soul Beast to perish, meaning to voluntarily give up one's life and offer one's soul and power to a human without reservation!

"Why?"

After the shock, Bibi Dong did not let her mind be clouded; instead, she stared at Nan Feng with even greater vigilance.

"There is no such thing as a gift without a reason in this world, let alone giving up one's life. You are the master of this Death Canyon, possessing a hundred thousand years of cultivation; why would you be willing to sacrifice yourself for a human?"

"Why?"

Nan Feng let out a cold snort, and a look of extremely human-like irritation and disgust appeared in his massive compound eyes.

"Because you are too annoying!"

Bibi Dong was stunned, clearly not expecting this answer.

"A whole year! Three hundred and sixty-five days!" Nan Feng's voice carried a deep sense of resentment, "You are like a fly that cannot be driven away or swatted to death, coming to harass The Emperor every few days. One day you release poison, the next you set traps, and the day after that you lure other Soul Beasts here to throw a party..."

"The Emperor has lived for a hundred thousand years, and I have never seen a human as annoying as you!"

"..."

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth twitched slightly; this was the first time she had been rejected by a Soul Beast for such a reason.

"Secondly," Nan Feng changed the subject, his tone becoming somewhat helpless, "You have used this year to prove your persistence. As the saying goes, one does not fear a thief stealing, but a thief coveting. With a thief as talented and ruthless as you coveting me, how could The Emperor ever have a peaceful day?"

"Moreover, at your rate of growth, I fear that within a few years you will reach level ninety-five or higher. By then, I fear The Emperor would truly end up becoming your soul ring."

"Since death is inevitable either way, and I am being tortured by you, it is better to be straightforward and use this life of mine to gamble on a chance to transcend the God Realm!"

These words were reasonable and logical, possessing both the pride of a powerhouse and a compromise with reality.

But Bibi Dong still did not fully let down her guard.

She was a person with an extremely strong desire for control and would never allow uncontrollable factors to exist.

"I do not believe you would trust me so easily," Bibi Dong said coldly. "Once the sacrifice is complete, you will be left with only a remnant soul. If I do not fulfill my promise then, there will be nothing you can do."

"You are right; The Emperor does not believe even half a punctuation mark of a human's oath." Nan Feng waved his massive pincers, "Therefore, I have a safer method."

"At the time of the sacrifice, I will inject my soul origin into the resulting soul bone. The soul bone is a physical entity and also the dwelling place for my soul. If you wish to discard me after the task is done, or if you fail to help me become a god, I can detonate the soul origin within the soul bone at any time."

"The power of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone self-destructing inside your body... Bibi Dong, you should know the consequences very well, right?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes and began to calculate rapidly in her heart.

Hosting his soul in the soul bone as a hostage? This was indeed the final countermeasure a Soul Beast could take.

If she were an ordinary Titled Douluo, she might truly be constrained by this.

However...

Hah, stupid beast, Bibi Dong sneered inwardly, You underestimate the power of a god. Once I inherit the Rakshasa God position, wiping out a remnant soul in a mere soul bone will be as easy as turning over my hand!

Once she became a god, she would be the one to set the rules!

By then, whether this old spider was round or flat would be entirely up to her to decide.

Thinking of this, a flash of imperceptible cunning crossed Bibi Dong's eyes, but on the surface, she nodded solemnly: "Fine, I agree. As long as I ascend to the divine realm, I will certainly take you with me to ascend together."

"It's a deal!"

Nan Feng laughed inwardly: She's taken the bait!

This woman was truly arrogant.

Injecting a soul into a soul bone? Only a fool would do that!

That would be living under someone else's roof, liable to be kicked out by the landlord at any moment.

What he intended to do was to completely merge his soul into Bibi Dong's martial soul!

If it were any other soul master, this trick wouldn't work, as the martial soul would reject an external soul.

But Bibi Dong was different; her primary martial soul was the Death Spider Emperor!

Same root, same origin—a perfect fit!

As long as he used the method of sacrifice to install his soul—the "software"—into the "hardware" of Bibi Dong's martial soul, he would become a part of her martial soul, perhaps even a part of her very soul.

When the time came, she wanted to erase him?

Unless she wanted to perish together!

"Since we have an agreement, let us begin."

Nan Feng stopped wasting words; he couldn't hold on much longer.

If he didn't sacrifice himself now, his bluff of being in a "peak state" would be exposed.

BOOM—!!!

In an instant, a terrifying blood-colored magnetic field erupted from Nan Feng as the center, instantly sealing off the entire lair.

This was the voluntary sacrifice of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!

The domineering magnetic field directly imprisoned this patch of heaven and earth, and Nan Feng's massive body began to burn, transforming into a torrent of the purest energy that surged madly into Bibi Dong's body.

There was no pain, nor was there any obstruction.

Because of their shared origin, this energy was even more docile than Bibi Dong had imagined.

A soul ring shimmering with eerie red light slowly condensed and formed beneath her.

The process of the sacrifice went surprisingly smoothly.

Because it was a voluntary sacrifice by a soul beast, the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, which would normally take days or even months to absorb, was completely integrated with Bibi Dong in less than a day.

When the last wisp of energy settled into calm.

Inside the lair, Bibi Dong, who had been sitting cross-legged the entire time, suddenly opened her eyes.

Level ninety-two!

Vast soul power surged within her, and that bright red Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring pulsed silently, emitting a heart-stopping aura.

"Is this... the power of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?"

Bibi Dong looked at her own hands, a triumphant, wild laugh curling her lips. "Death Spider Emperor, you ultimately became my stepping stone! Once I complete the Rakshasa God Trial, you will be the first whose soul I use to fly my banner!"

However, before her smile could fully bloom, it froze on her face.

A strange sense of dizziness struck without warning.

Following that, an intense "weightlessness" arrived—the sensation of her consciousness detaching from her body.

"What is... happening?"

Bibi Dong was shocked, instinctively wanting to raise her right hand to support her forehead.

But it was her left foot that lifted instead.

"?! "

Bibi Dong's pupils dilated. She discovered with horror that she was losing control of her body!

Even though she wanted to "stand still," her body seemed to have a mind of its own, stretching on its own accord and even cracking its neck with a series of "pop, pop" sounds.

Immediately after, that familiar voice which should have been sealed within the soul bone rang out directly in the deepest part of her mind, right next to her soul:

"So this is a human body? Tsk tsk, a bit fragile, but it feels quite nice."

"It's just that these few pounds of flesh on the chest are a bit heavy; I'm not used to it."

In that instant, Bibi Dong felt as if she had been struck by lightning, an unprecedented wave of shame and fury rushing straight to her crown.

"Death Spider Emperor?! How can you control my body?! Aren't you supposed to be in the soul bone?!"

"Get out! Get out of me!!"

Facing Bibi Dong's hysterical roar, Nan Feng, who had successfully "taken the throne," appeared extremely innocent and infuriating.

"Soul bone?"

"Did I ever say I was in the soul bone?"

"You... you plotted against me?!" Bibi Dong felt her soul trembling. She fought desperately to regain control of her body, only to discover that her primary martial soul, the Death Spider Emperor, was tightly intertwined with this fellow's soul—it was impossible to peel away!

"Don't be like that, we're partners, after all."

Nan Feng spread his hands, responding within the Sea of Consciousness with an innocent expression:

"As for why I can control your body... uh, I'm not too sure about that either."

"Perhaps it's because our compatibility is just too high? After all, you are a Death Spider Emperor, and I am also a Death Spider Emperor; we are all one family. Your body is my body, so why distinguish between you and me?"

"Besides, I've already given my life to you!"

"I am going to kill you!!!"

Bibi Dong broke down.