Pawn

At the Hell Slaughter Arena, Bibi Dong slaughtered her opponents in a frenzy, her methods as cruel as ever!

As the Fallen Ones attacked her all at once, her sharp spider legs ripped them apart. She spat webbing from her wrists to bind them, then tore them to pieces!

Screams echoed throughout the Hell Slaughter Arena.

She was only one step away from using her Martial Soul's devouring ability to suck the Fallen Ones dry until they were nothing but skin and bone.

But Bibi Dong didn't do that. She remained clearheaded enough to realize that if she used this ability here, she would lose herself completely and become an Evil Soul Master. Would Spirit Hall still tolerate her then?

Remembering Li Pu's words, Bibi Dong gritted her teeth in fury.

"Damn brat! What do you know? You don't know me at all! You know nothing! You know nothing! You know nothing!"

She and Yu Xiaogang had shared a sweet first love, but Qian Xunji had destroyed it—with disgusting, filthy methods.

Had she been wrong?

She just didn't want to admit it.

As long as no one brought it up and pointed it out, she would never be wrong. She could keep going down this path forever.

However, she didn't realize that as time passed, these feelings would become an obsession.

If Qian Xunji had been the source of her corruption, then Yu Xiaogang was the light Bibi Dong yearned for in her heart.

So she kept embellishing her feelings for Yu Xiaogang, embellishing them again and again, until they reached a state of perfection. In turn, she grew to hate the world.

At this stage, Bibi Dong hadn't completely fallen, nor had she been fully corrupted by Rakshasa. Once corrupted, she would be like Tang Chen, who had been possessed by the Nine-Headed Bat King. Without divine power, he could never be saved.

At the Hell Slaughter Arena, Bibi Dong won another match. But she still couldn't calm down after hearing Li Pu's words. They continued to fill her mind, gradually bringing her to her senses.

"Maybe I really was wrong..."

Bibi Dong murmured, then gave a bitter smile.

Thinking back to her time with Yu Xiaogang, she realized he always seemed to find excuses to get more information about Spirit Hall from her. Back then, she had truly believed it was love. She'd even told him secrets that Spirit Hall never shared with outsiders, completely overlooking the organization behind Yu Xiaogang.

What had she gotten in return?

Nothing at all.

And after what had happened, when they were forced to break up, Yu Xiaogang hadn't believed her or their love. He'd even turned around and gotten together with her cousin.

How ironic.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have come to this godforsaken place, Slaughter City!

Had she really been so innocent and easy to fool back then? Like some heiress in a story, approached by a man with ulterior motives. Everyone else could see his true intentions, but she alone had been blinded.

For a moment, she felt as if she'd lost her way, unsure what to do next.

At first, she'd only wanted to come to Slaughter City and obtain a divine inheritance so she could take revenge on the whole world.

Now she clearly understood that it was all because she'd failed to judge people properly and had been blinded by someone. Her current situation was entirely her own fault.

So what meaning did any of it have?

At that moment, her hatred, pent-up negative emotions, and evil thoughts churned within her, then gradually faded away.

Divine Realm.

In a temple brimming with slaughter, icy coldness, and evil, a graceful figure sat in the center, radiating an aura of evil. Yet there was not a trace of evil in her appearance.

It seemed the evil aura around her was merely her power; it had no effect on her true self!

She had been meditating with her eyes closed when she suddenly sensed that her successor seemed to have broken free of her influence. She opened her eyes.

"That shouldn't be possible."

Every divine position represented a rule. Rakshasa was the god of evil thoughts, so the chosen successor had to harbor evil thoughts and possess the aptitude to become a god.

Bibi Dong had Twin Martial Souls, one of which was a dark, evil-type Martial Soul. On top of that, her teacher had forced himself on her and destroyed her love, filling her with resentment and evil thoughts toward the world. She was the perfect successor.

She was also a whetstone meant to prepare the way for the Asura God's successor—a pawn whose role had been planned from the very beginning.

Otherwise, Rakshasa God wouldn't have tempted her to come to Slaughter City and undergo the divine inheritance trials.

Yet now, this pawn had suddenly stopped meeting the evil requirements of the Rakshasa God Position. It was simply unbelievable.

"Let me see what happened..."

Curious, Rakshasa God looked through Slaughter City, the site of her inheritance, and soon learned the reason.

A child who had risen to prominence in Slaughter City had made Bibi Dong realize that she had been wrong—that her own failure to judge people properly was to blame.

Rakshasa God found it amusing. Bibi Dong had realized her mistake because of a child.

"Interesting..."

"But if you think you can escape my control, think again. A pawn should learn to accept its role..."

"For now, I'll let you be happy for a few more days. Soon, you'll hate this world all over again..."

It wasn't easy to choose a successor to the Rakshasa God Position. The successor originally chosen was still the best option.

Finding another evil big boss wouldn't be easy, especially when the original boss had already been set as the villain the protagonist needed to defeat.

Rakshasa God turned her gaze to Li Pu and quickly came up with a plan. A sinister smile spread across her face.

Keh heh heh heh heh...

Li Pu suddenly shivered, then sneezed.

"Why do I feel like someone's got their eye on me? Could Bibi Dong be cursing me? Probably. I did make her angry, and I brought up things she'd rather forget."

It wasn't easy to make someone on the verge of falling into darkness clearly recognize their own mistakes.

Bibi Dong's angry expression as she left had said it all.

Still, Li Pu was confident that Bibi Dong could recognize her mistakes. After spending this time with her, he knew she hadn't fallen so deep that she'd gone completely mad.

He understood how Bibi Dong was feeling right now. Once she'd finished working through her emotions, they'd still be good friends.

The two didn't speak after that. To the other Fallen Ones, it really looked as if they'd quarreled. It was a shame they hadn't actually fought. It would've been great if they had.

They carried on with their usual tasks in the Slaughter Hell Arena, while also working to control their murderous auras and suppress the agitation in their hearts.

Some time later, Bibi Dong finally worked up the courage to admit she'd been wrong to Li Pu. She said she shouldn't have taken her anger out on him.

Li Pu smiled and accepted her apology. "It's all right. Everyone makes mistakes. What matters is recognizing when you're wrong."

Bibi Dong reached out and flicked him on the forehead. "You're so young, yet you act like an old-timer."

Then she turned away, a smile on her face that no one else could see.