Bibi Dong lightly bit her red lips. A flash of resolve crossed her peerlessly beautiful face.
Now that she had decided to adopt him, she had to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother.
A baby was supposed to be breastfed.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, raised her long, pale hands, and slowly unfastened the bloodstained outer robe she wore.
The oversized robe slipped to the ground, revealing the close-fitting purple silk dress beneath.
In the dim candlelight, the curves of her near-perfect figure were on full display.
Her slender waist, narrow enough to encircle with two hands, and her tall, graceful frame were striking. Most especially, her long, straight legs swayed gently beside the battered stone bed.
She took off her dusty short boots. Her flawless, translucent feet rested on the animal hide, radiating a breathtaking beauty.
In Slaughter City, a place filled with death and bloodshed, the scene before them was a feast for the eyes.
Bibi Dong gently gathered Lin Yuan into her arms and slipped a finger beneath her collar.
Expanses of snowy-white skin were exposed to the air, forming a stark, almost jarring contrast with the filthy surroundings.
As a top-tier expert, she was exceptionally clever. She channeled her Soul Power to stimulate herself, using its purest form to produce milk rich in nutrients.
"Come on, be a good boy and eat."
Bibi Dong lowered her head and brought Lin Yuan's little face close.
Lin Yuan hadn't been hungry at first.
But when the scent of high-level Soul Power mingled with a delicate fragrance and wafted over him, he opened his mouth without the slightest resistance.
Lin Yuan eagerly drew in the nourishment he had come by so hard.
The warm milk flowed into his belly and became a gentle force, blending perfectly with the Soul Emperor's energy he had devoured earlier.
Nourished by this force, the bloodline power of the Nine Nether Beast within him steadily grew stronger.
Bibi Dong felt the tug and a faint blush spread across her beautiful cheeks.
She reached out with her slender fingers and gently smoothed Lin Yuan's sparse baby hair.
Time slipped by quietly in this sunless hell.
Two years passed in the blink of an eye.
In the dim hideout, Lin Yuan padded barefoot across the stone floor, walking steadily.
At two years old, his body had developed exceptionally well.
The Nine Nether Beast's domineering bloodline had granted him a terrifying physique and strength far beyond those of children his age.
He could casually pick up a stone weighing more than ten pounds and toss it as easily as a sandbag.
And that wasn't all. His bloodline had also given him an almost instinctive, precise sense of danger.
Even an insect crawling a hundred meters away couldn't escape his notice.
Bibi Dong sat on the stone bed, quietly watching Lin Yuan make a mess of the room, her face full of affection.
For the past two years, she had used her Soul Power to stimulate lactation and feed Lin Yuan every day. The two had depended on each other in the cramped cellar, passing countless intimate yet warm days and nights together.
In this place, so full of betrayal and slaughter, Lin Yuan was the only person she could trust and cherish without reservation.
The more she looked at Lin Yuan, the more she loved him. She wished she could lay every good thing in the world at his feet.
At the same time, Bibi Dong's own strength had undergone a stunning transformation.
For two years, she had trained relentlessly in the Hell Slaughter Arena.
In every battle, she had tested herself recklessly at the very edge of life and death.
The name Rakshasa had long since struck fear into the hearts of every fallen soul in the outskirts of Slaughter City.
She had fought her way through every obstacle and now had ninety-nine consecutive victories!
She needed only one more match to achieve a hundred consecutive victories and earn the right to brave Hell Road, claim the Divine Slaughter's Domain, and leave Slaughter City.
She was only one step away from escaping this desolate place.
That day, the atmosphere in the Hell Slaughter Arena was oppressive to the extreme.
Holding Lin Yuan's hand, Bibi Dong stepped into the circular stands, steeped in the stench of blood.
Just as she was about to sign up for her hundredth battle,
a terrifying pressure, almost tangible, suddenly poured down from the arena's vaulted ceiling.
The noisy arena fell into a deathly silence.
The murderous outlaws who usually looked like fiends were all pressed to the ground. Not one dared to breathe too loudly.
A towering, imposing figure slowly descended through the air, surrounded by a thick, dark-red glow of blood.
The King of Slaughter, Tang Chen!
His crimson eyes, brimming with an air of dominion over the world, settled directly on Bibi Dong.
"Rakshasa."
Tang Chen's voice echoed throughout the arena, making everyone's eardrums ache.
"You're quite good."
"To have reached this point in only two years, your talent and bloodlust are very much to my liking."
Tang Chen looked down at Bibi Dong and continued:
"Hell Road is extremely dangerous. Nine out of ten who enter die. I'll give you a chance."
"Give up on Hell Road and stay in Slaughter City."
"I'll appoint you Slaughter Envoy and make you my right hand—second only to me, with power over everyone else!"
The fallen souls in the stands drew in sharp breaths.
This was an olive branch offered personally by the King of Slaughter!
If she accepted, she would have supreme authority and inexhaustible resources in Slaughter City.
Bibi Dong merely sneered.
She slowly raised her head, her peerlessly beautiful face brimming with undisguised defiance.
"Your right hand?"
Her voice was icy. "You think your filthy Slaughter City can keep me here?"
"My goal is the wide world beyond these walls—and to trample underfoot everyone who once tormented me!"
"Enough talk. Start the hundredth match."
Tang Chen's expression darkened at once.
A terrifying killing intent erupted from his crimson eyes.
"You foolish woman."
"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"
Tang Chen flew into a rage and swept his hand through the air.
The opponent originally scheduled for the match was immediately withdrawn.
With a thunderous crash, the two iron gates of the arena were shoved open.
Two exceptionally muscular figures strode onto the platform, their heavy footsteps echoing.
The Soul Power emanating from them had already reached the Soul Douluo level!
And they were both wrapped in a dense aura of murderous intent, clearly top-tier killers who had spent years fighting their way through the arena.
To stop Bibi Dong, Tang Chen had shamelessly sent two Soul Douluo to attack her together.
At the edge of the stands, Lin Yuan saw what was happening, and his young face tensed at once.
His keen senses were blaring a warning.
The two men were extremely powerful and worked well together. They were nothing like the ragtag fighters she had faced before.
A very real look of worry flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes.
Bibi Dong noticed his anxiety.
She turned and walked over to him, her cold expression instantly softening into an extraordinary tenderness.
She reached out with her slender fingers and gently pinched Lin Yuan's cheek.
"Don't be afraid."
"Stay right here and be good. Once I've dealt with them, we'll leave this godforsaken place."
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