Born but Not Raised, a Severed Finger Can Repay the Debt

"Hahaha, you really think you can kill me?"

Bibi Dong pointed at the golden figure on the Heavenly Screen, her eyes full of disdain.

"Wake up. The person on the Heavenly Screen isn't me, and I'm not that strong right now!"

Qian Renxue spoke expressionlessly, her tone utterly flat.

"You have no chance."

Bibi Dong's voice carried absolute confidence.

The two figures fighting on the Heavenly Screen suddenly separated, facing each other from afar in midair. The killing intent in the air was almost solid enough to take form.

"Did you know that Bibi Dong was killed by Qian Cheng?"

The Rakshasa God's voice carried a trace of deliberate provocation, attempting to shake her resolve.

"What does it matter whether I knew or not?"

Qian Renxue's voice remained completely even, without the slightest wavering.

"She was your biological mother. Aren't you going to avenge her?"

The Rakshasa God's tone was full of mockery.

"She once told me not to call her Mother!"

"He once said, 'If you are born but not raised, a severed finger can repay the debt!'"

Qian Renxue spoke slowly, her voice clear and icy.

Then, without any hurry, she raised her hand and lightly brushed her fingertip across the blade.

"Screech—"

Blood instantly sprayed out, drawing a dazzling arc through the air.

A severed finger, trailing scorching blood, rapidly fell from the sky!

"From now on, she is no longer my mother. She is nothing more than a complete and utter traitor!"

Qian Renxue's expression remained calm as she shook her hand. Her severed index finger regrew at a visible speed.

"Madwoman! You're just like Qian Cheng—you're both mad!"

The Rakshasa God completely panicked, her voice full of shock and disbelief.

She had never expected Qian Renxue to be so resolute that she could cut off