Bibi Dong was stunned. "Why? What good does this do to you?"
"Nothing good or bad."
Nan Feng said calmly:
"For me, it actually makes no difference, it's just a choice."
"You used to have no right to choose."
"You are the student of Qian Xunji, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, and a pawn manipulated by fate. Your life can only be chosen, and you have never lived for yourself for even a day."
"But now, it's different."
"I helped you overturn the table, change the rules, and get your power back."
"I helped you get the power to choose."
"So, it doesn't matter how you choose or which path you choose."
"The important thing is..."
"Which one do you like?"
"As long as you choose it yourself and it makes you feel happy, then it is right."
Inside Sea of Consciousness, Bibi Dong looked at him blankly, as if something was shattering in his heart, and something was quietly sprouting.
For a long time, her eyes turned red, and there was a hint of awkward temptation in her voice:
"Why... why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"
"Didn't you always force me in the past? You always sneered at me and even tried to take control of my body."
"Why... are you all following me now?"
"Ha..."
Hearing this, Nan Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud, with a bit of helplessness and self-deprecation in the laughter.
"Little Dongdong, why is your memory as bad as my spider brain?"
"I've told you many times, and my principles have never changed."
Nan Feng stretched out a finger and waved it in front of his eyes:
"When it comes to our safety, when it comes to matters of life and death, I won't give in even a step. Even if you cry and scream that you want to live or die, I will just slap you unconscious and then do what I want. This is non-negotiable."
"But... as long as it doesn't involve safety issues, as long as it's not something stupid that will kill us immediately."
"Then I don't mind giving in, or even pampering you."
"If I follow your will, it will make you happier and less angry in your heart."
"Then, when you encounter a serious matter of life and death in the future, can you listen to my advice, not to get into trouble with me, and can you cooperate with me to save your life..."
"Then this is the best deal."
Nan Feng sighed, looking like "I'm very sensible":
"I've always been like this, and I've always done this."
"My purpose, my course of action, and my principles have been clearly and plainly laid out in front of you from the first day we met."
"I never wanted to harm you, I just wanted to take you to live and live a better life."
Having said this, Nan Feng paused, looked at himself in the mirror, and spread his hands helplessly:
"But you don't believe it."
"You always feel that I am plotting against you, that I want to seize you, that I am up to no good."
"Of course..."
"It's not entirely your fault."
"After all, who made me the 100,000-year-old Old Spider who is full of lies and cunning?"
"You don't believe me, that's okay."
Within Sea of Consciousness, Bibi Dong was silent for a long time.
The fluctuations that came through the bonds deep in her soul were so real and so stable that cracks began to appear in the solid defense line in her heart.
"This Soul Blood Pact..."
Bibi Dong hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask:
"How many things have you not told me?"
"Tell what?"
Nan Feng rolled his eyes, "To be honest, whether you believe it or not, I just know how to use this thing. As for how effective it is and whether there are any side effects, I didn't know before I used it."
"In the final analysis, this is a Soul Beast secret method originating from ancient times."
"In my memory inheritance, this thing seems to have been originally created by the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Clan. That clan is incredible. They are called the most powerful Mental Attribute Soul Beast. It is said that their ancestors have the potential to ascend to godhood."
"But you also know that if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them."
"Their overly powerful potential and spiritual talent were jealous and fearful of the Dragon Clan, the master of the Soul Beast Realm at that time."
"Later, the Tianhu clan was surrounded and killed by the Dragon clan under some pretext. They were killed so terribly that their bloodline was almost cut off."
"After all, in ancient times, most of the powerful Soul Beast races that had the potential to threaten their dominance were slaughtered by the Dragon Clan. Those big lizards were very arrogant and would never allow any race that dared to offend their supremacy to exist."
"After the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Clan became extinct, the remaining Sky Fox bloodline gradually declined. In the end, there were almost no descendants who could break through the 100,000-year cultivation level."
"I know this thing because tens of thousands of years ago, a little sky fox who didn't know the height of the sky accidentally broke into Death Canyon."
Nan Feng shrugged:
"That little guy was caught by me. In exchange for his life, he taught me the secret technique engraved in his blood."
"So I said, I'm just a second-hand swordsman. As for what effect this thing has besides sharing life and death, I'm not very sure."
Bibi Dong heard this but said nothing.
She quietly felt the "reality" without any impurities that was continuously transmitted along the soul connection.
It was a wonderful feeling, as if she could vaguely touch the warmth and coldness of the other person's soul even without using words.
"Nan Feng."
Bibi Dong suddenly asked:
"Can you sense my emotions? Or... can you sense which words I say are true and which words are lies?"
"Huh?"
Nan Feng was stunned for a moment, looking like a fool:
"Sister, are you okay? I don't know Mind Reading, how could I possibly know?"
"Besides, if I could know what you were thinking, how could I have caused such embarrassment before? I would have climbed along the way, right?"
Speaking of this, Nan Feng seemed to suddenly react and looked at the mirror suspiciously:
"Wait... why are you asking this suddenly?"
"Could it be that... you can sense something?"
Bibi Dong didn't answer, just lowered his eyes. The long eyelashes covered the emotions under his eyes, as if it was a default.
Seeing this, Nan Feng suppressed the laughter on his face.
He sat up and his expression became extremely serious, "Bibi Dong, I advise you not to believe it."
"Even if this thing really has some miraculous effect and can make you sense the so-called sincerity or authenticity, don't believe it."
Bibi Dong raised his head and asked in confusion, "Why?"
"Because sincerity is the cheapest thing in the world."
Nan Feng said calmly:
"True and false, love and hate, can be switched at any time."
"People have thousands of faces, and their hearts have thousands of changes."
"Even if what is transmitted this second is indeed true, who knows whether it will turn out to be false the next second because of interests, situations, or a thought?"
Nan Feng pointed at the dark night outside the window:
"Do humans still have enough alliances and oaths?"
"No matter how earth-shattering your love is today, how much you love till death, and how much you vow to stay until death. Tomorrow, just because we can't say a word or two, or because of a trivial profit, we may turn against each other, and we may never see each other again, or even draw swords against each other."
"Sincerity itself cannot represent anything, nor can it guarantee any future."
"This thing is so cheap, so cheap that anyone can take it out casually, and everyone can throw it away at any time."
Nan Feng stared into Bibi Dong's eyes and said word by word:
"So, believing in the sincerity and being attached to the sincerity is a very stupid thing in itself."
"Don't be fooled by that ethereal feeling."
"Only a stable interest position is the only one worthy of trust."
"But..."
Among Sea of Consciousness, Bibi Dong frowned and caught the loophole in Nan Feng's words:
"Wouldn't interest positions also change?"
"When the needs of two people are no longer the same, and when the environment changes, even the originally indestructible alliance of interests will fall apart in an instant. Then doesn't this so-called stability become a joke?"
"Bingo! Correct answer."
Nan Feng snapped his fingers, with a look of appreciation on his face, but then he changed to a look of indifference that saw the world through:
"So, Bibi Dong."
"The word trust itself is a meaningless false proposition."
"It is not an objective contract, but a subjective choice."
Nan Feng sat up and pointed to his temple:
"When you are willing to believe it, even if it is false, even if it is full of loopholes, you will automatically find reasons to fill it in, you will turn a blind eye, and you will not change it until death."
"But when you don't want to believe it, even if it's true, even if all the facts are nakedly in front of you, you will subconsciously deny it, you will question it, you will find fault, until... you put aside the facts."