Sacred light flickered in Bo Saixi's eyes. She was ready to face death.
"When Er Ni begins the Ninth Trial of the Sea God, I will sacrifice myself for her."
"I will use all my cultivation, my soul, and my life to light the road that leads to godhood."
"This is my mission, and my final resting place."
At her words, Lin Qing's lowered eyelids trembled almost imperceptibly.
Something flashed through his dark eyes, but he swiftly hid it.
Done.
This was the real reason he had gone to such lengths to invent Tang Chen's last words.
Tang Chen was indeed dead.
But he had left no tender confession.
Nor had he expressed any heart-wrenching regret.
Lin Qing had tailored every word of it to exploit Bo Saixi's weakness.
Bo Saixi was too powerful.
A level ninety-nine Limit Douluo stood only half a step from godhood.
If she remained attached to Tang Chen and clung fiercely to life,
then when the time came to sacrifice herself and open Er Ni's Ninth Trial of the Sea God, she might instinctively resist.
Even the slightest hesitation or unwillingness could cause the Divine Trial to fail and plunge Er Ni into a fate beyond redemption.
Lin Qing would never allow that risk to remain.
So he had fabricated a lie. He had used Tang Chen's "devotion" to put Bo Saixi's desire to live to rest.
He had used Tang Chen's "regret" to make her stop insisting on living long enough to see him again.
The lie was cruel, but it had worked perfectly.
Bo Saixi stood before him, calmly accepting her fate, even embracing her sacrifice as a sacred duty.
Lin Qing quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
After what she had said today, there were no cracks left in Bo Saixi's resolve.