Bibi Dong had just walked out of the Hell Slaughter Arena when people began gathering around her, one after another.
To them, a woman like Bibi Dong was an exceptionally rare prize.
No one would let her slip away!
A gaunt man with an ominous face and short green hair came forward, respectfully flanked by several Fallen. His face was alight with wicked desire.
Bibi Dong showed no fear. Instead, she calmly folded her arms across her chest.
"What do you want?"
"Not bad at all. I, Ghost Blade King, hate wasting things. I always make sure to eat every last grain of rice in my bowl."
Ghost Blade King looked her up and down as the Fallen around him let out lewd laughter.
"You dare!"
Bibi Dong didn't take him seriously at all.
On the contrary, Ghost Blade King laughed at her. "He asked if I dare. Do you dare?"
One man chimed in, "Even without Ghost Blade King, we'd still dare!"
"Good."
Ghost Blade King shouted.
"I'll take her now, and then we can all line up and have our turn. Let's show these so-called challengers who come here to train—especially sheltered princesses like her—what happens to them in this place."
"Yes!"
Anyone who made it here was bound to be strong. And if they could also walk out of a Hell Slaughter Arena match, then there wasn't much they couldn't handle.
Bibi Dong didn't hesitate to use Martial Soul Possession. Eight terrifying spider legs sprouted from her back once more, their blade-like points radiating a dark glimmer that struck fear into the heart.
The Fallen weren't afraid in the slightest. There were so many of them; how could they fail to overwhelm one woman if they all charged at once?
But they had misjudged Bibi Dong's strength.
Bibi Dong had undergone Spirit Hall's Hell Training Ground, where she'd naturally trained to fight several opponents at once. She'd also been to Death Canyon. As the owner of Twin Martial Souls, she'd endured even more rigorous training.
Bibi Dong controlled her spider legs and began a slaughter. She had entered Slaughter City to obtain its Domain Skill and undergo its God Trial.
It was common knowledge that Slaughter City held a divine inheritance. Spirit Hall, which possessed a divine inheritance of its own, naturally knew about it too.
The most obvious example was Spuros, the God of Slaughter who had broken through to level one hundred a thousand years ago.
Besides him, there was the Asura God, a God King.
And the Rakshasa God.
There were three divine inheritances in all.
They said Tang Chen failed because the Rakshasa God had brazenly tampered with things. She'd even altered the very nature of Slaughter City. But would the Rakshasa God really have dared, if the Asura God hadn't allowed it?
Besides, if the Asura God's power couldn't be controlled, its wielder would fall into depravity and become a demon.
Slaughter City was his domain. Wouldn't he have restored it after the Rakshasa God corrupted it? The Asura God had never been one to obey the Divine Realm's rules.
If he truly had obeyed them, he wouldn't have resurrected Tang San.
The truth was, the Asura God and Rakshasa God had been in league all along.
And Tang San was definitely connected to the Asura God somehow.
Either he really was the Asura God's son, or the Asura God had split off a sliver of his divine soul to reincarnate, then nurtured Tang San until he was ready to take over. Once that happened, the Asura God could happily set off for higher worlds. And if he couldn't make it out there, he could always return and take over this little patch of Douluo Continent, ruling it like a local tyrant.
At this point in time, Tang Chen had already been drawn into the scheme and become Slaughter City's Grand Protector. Bibi Dong, meanwhile, was still enduring the aftermath of Qian Xunji's violation. Now she had entered Slaughter City to train and gain power, hoping to inherit a divine legacy.
Li Pu had no wish for Bibi Dong to inherit the Rakshasa God's legacy. The Rakshasa God was in league with the Asura God. Otherwise, why hadn't the Rakshasa God given Bibi Dong even a single reward? She had to rely on herself for everything.
The story of Spirit Hall was all too familiar.
Bibi Dong knew perfectly well that Yu Xiaogang came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, an enemy of Spirit Hall. Yet she still gave away Spirit Hall's secrets—and even gave herself away. Then Qian Xunji, in a moment of hotheadedness, violated his own student.
That step had been strange from the start. Everyone said Qian Xunji was the greatest villain because he ruined Bibi Dong. But if you considered the Asura God's scheme, Qian Xunji had been a chess piece too: a villain meant to drive Bibi Dong into depravity, and from there to the destruction of the world.
The whole thing was a lot like the story of King Zhou of Shang, who was manipulated by the Western Sect into writing an obscene poem in a fit of heatheadedness, enraging Nuwa and prompting her to send the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb to bring chaos to the Shang dynasty.
To secure his successor, the Asura God had schemed against Spirit Hall's Angel Clan, having Qian Xunji violate Bibi Dong and destroy her love. That turned her against Spirit Hall, driving her to destroy the Angel Clan, Spirit Hall, and the whole world.
Thinking up such a conspiracy theory, Li Pu couldn't help admiring himself.
At the same time, he despised Bibi Dong for being such a lovesick fool. Were all the holy maidens of sects and factions naive lovesick fools?
He couldn't understand how those sects and factions raised their people.
It wasn't just the heartless path that produced lovesick fools; sects produced them too.
They were so easily deceived.
Before long, Bibi Dong had slaughtered everyone who'd tried to attack her, and their blood drenched her from head to toe.
Who would have thought that a woman so beautiful could be so terrifyingly vicious?
Ghost Blade King was the only one left standing. He trembled uncontrollably, then turned and tried to run.
But Bibi Dong wasn't about to let him go.
Her eight spider legs raced after him. It took only four breaths to catch up, run him through, and tear him apart.
After that, Bibi Dong firmly established herself in Slaughter City. She'd made an example of the others, and no one dared set their sights on her again.
When she turned around, she saw Li Pu collecting the blood of the Fallen she'd killed.
What was astonishing was the way he did it: he used Soul Power to draw the blood off the ground in an unbroken stream and guide it into his Storage Soul Tool.
Just how precisely did he have to control Soul Power to pull off something like that?
Bibi Dong walked over to Li Pu, her voice calm. "Those are my spoils. Aren't you going a little too far?"
Li Pu sneered. "What's so excessive about it? Isn't this perfectly normal in a place like this?"
Bibi Dong smiled. She knew perfectly well that Slaughter City was a world completely unlike the outside. There were no rules here; everyone did as they pleased. Only those powerful enough to make others fear them could lay down rules of their own.
Li Pu continued, "You're strong, sure. But Slaughter City is different. Would you like to take your strength to the next level?"
Bibi Dong grew curious. "You really underestimate me."
Li Pu asked, "Can you shoot silk?"
What kind of question was that? Bibi Dong didn't understand.
Li Pu went on, "I bet one of your Soul Skills involves spiderwebs, but you can't use it here."
Bibi Dong smiled again. "Do you think I can just shoot silk directly?"
Li Pu raised a hand, bent his middle and ring fingers toward his palm, then flipped his wrist and the back of his hand.
It was the classic Failed Man pose.
"Maybe you could try this gesture and shoot spider silk from here. Then you could swing between buildings, which would greatly improve your strength."
Bibi Dong had never considered such a method.
She'd never wanted to think about shooting silk. She'd always believed spider silk could only come from a spider's reproductive organs, so she'd never tried it outside of her Soul Skill.
If it worked, it really would make her much stronger.
She could already imagine how powerful she'd be.
"Aren't you afraid I'll use this against you one day?" Bibi Dong didn't want to become Li Pu's enemy.
"Hmph! We'll see when the time comes!" Li Pu said dismissively.
In truth, that wouldn't happen.
Bibi Dong came from Spirit Hall, and the pressure of Spirit Hall's influence was behind her. The King of Slaughter wouldn't want anything to happen to her.
As for Li Pu, he'd started taking part in the Hell Slaughter Arena before he was six and had fought his way up, becoming someone the countless Fallen feared. With a record like that, he didn't think Slaughter City could bear to let him die, even if he and Bibi Dong came to blows.
Whether he died or Bibi Dong did, it was the last thing that bat wanted to see.
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