Make Bibi Dong Fall with Her Own Hands

Fang Mo.

Bibi Dong's personal disciple.

Innate Full Soul Power.

Twin Martial Souls.

He possessed the Rakshasa God's Remnant Soul as his Martial Soul.

The Rakshasa God spoke softly.

"This child named Fang Mo has already touched Bibi Dong's heart.

It is not love yet.

It is something deeper.

A compensatory form of maternal care, a bond between master and disciple."

The corners of Its lips curved once more.

"She was once harmed by her own teacher and gave birth to Qian Renxue as a result.

I will make her pour all the maternal love she withheld from Qian Renxue onto this disciple.

And this disciple will, without realizing it, become the only crack in her sealed heart.

Very good."

The Rakshasa God nodded in satisfaction.

"Now, she is a teacher.

Since she was once a disciple forcibly led into darkness by her teacher,

then now, as a teacher, let her personally lead her disciple into that same darkness.

Make her judge herself over and over between being someone's disciple and being someone's teacher.

Make her question herself in her heart.

If I do that kind of thing to Fang Mo, then what difference is there between me and that beast?

This self-judgment...

This collapse of morality...

That is the deepest form of corruption.

The Rakshasa God carved Divine Script faster and faster, Dark Purple Mist flowing across the stone wall.

"Of course..."

Its tone took on a hint of amusement.

"Self-judgment alone is far from enough.

She is too stubborn.

Too proud.

She would rather trap herself behind an ice wall for the rest of her life than admit that she feels anything for her disciple beyond that of master and disciple.

So... I need to whisper in her ear. I need to give her a reason, one that can persuade her."

The Rakshasa God closed Its eyes and began simulating Bibi Dong's inner world.

"If she thinks this in her heart...

Back then, as a disciple, she was forcibly made to have relations without any emotional foundation. That was Qian Xunji's sin.

But now, she is a teacher, and there is an emotional foundation between them. Could that still be the same as that beast Qian Xunji?"

The Rakshasa God opened Its eyes.

It was different.

Qian Xunji had forced her.

She and Fang Mo would be willing.

Qian Xunji had no emotional foundation.

She and Fang Mo did.

That was enough.

That was her reason for convincing herself, an absurd, self-deceiving reason.

Under the Rakshasa Divine Power's endless whispers and continuous spiritual suggestions,

she would gradually accept this explanation.

She would gradually open her heart.

She would gradually... fall.

The Rakshasa God's fingers stopped.

On the stone wall, the new direction of the God Trial had been determined. This was the content of the first stage.

"The second stage...

After she opens her heart and finally gathers the courage to emerge from the darkness,

when she believes she has finally welcomed the sunlight, I will make her witness with her own eyes the person she loves being with another woman.

I will make her feel betrayal—not betrayal from an enemy, but betrayal from the person she trusts most.

That feeling of falling from light into darkness in an instant will be the most perfect catalyst for Rakshasa Divine Power."

Its lips curled into an arc.

"Very good."

Its tone suddenly changed.

"However...

I need an assistant.

My whispers from the God Realm alone are far from enough. The plane limits my ability to interfere with the Mortal Realm.

I need an agent in the Mortal Realm, someone who understands everything about Bibi Dong, someone who can precisely manipulate Bibi Dong's emotions."

Its gaze fell upon Douluo Continent, where there was an exceptionally suitable candidate.

From the Mortal Realm, from Fang Mo's Spirit Sea, from the Remnant Soul of the future Bibi Dong.

"That Remnant Soul..."

The Rakshasa God said softly.

"It came from the future Bibi Dong. It understands everything about the current Bibi Dong.

It knows this Bibi Dong's vulnerabilities. It knows this Bibi Dong's weaknesses.

It knows how to make Bibi Dong open that door, and it also knows how to make Bibi Dong completely collapse.

And besides..."

A trace of calculation entered the Rakshasa God's tone.

"It is also Fang Mo's Martial Soul. It can sense every one of Fang Mo's actions.

It can precisely capture every expression, every word, and every movement of Fang Mo's.

Fang Mo and that Remnant Soul are both key pieces in this plan."

The Rakshasa God slowly closed Its eyes.

Dark Purple Mist surged from Its body, turning into a thread of divine will as thin as a hair.

It passed through the barrier between the God Realm and the Mortal Realm, extending toward Dong'er's Remnant Soul.

Mortal Realm.

Inside Fang Mo's Spirit Sea.

Dong'er's phantom floated in the darkness.

At this moment, both Qian Renxue and Fang Mo had fallen asleep, and their Spirit Sea had returned to calm.

The answer was that Dong'er had not fallen asleep.

She was waiting.

Because she knew the Rakshasa God would come again.

Sure enough...

A strand of dark purple light lit up within the Spirit Sea, cold and sharp, carrying a pressure that made souls tremble.

The Rakshasa God's divine will descended once more.

"Future Bibi Dong."

Its voice came from all directions.

"You have come?"

"I said I would formulate a new God Trial for the current you. I have already done so."

The Rakshasa God's divine will rippled faintly.

Dong'er's eyes narrowed slightly.

"So quickly?"

The Rakshasa God's tone was icy.

"Listen carefully."

Dong'er said nothing and simply listened quietly.

"The first stage...

Make Bibi Dong open her heart to someone, and that person will be your host, Fang Mo."

Dong'er's pupils contracted slightly.

"The second stage...

When she has opened her heart and is moving step by step toward hope, make her personally witness Fang Mo being with another woman.

Make her feel betrayal.

Make the darkness in her heart reach an unprecedented depth, and make her remain clear-headed at the deepest point of her fall.

This is the new Rakshasa God Trial."

Dong'er's body stiffened slightly. An extremely complicated look flashed through those dark red eyes.

Shock, anger, fear...

"You..."

Dong'er's voice was uncertain.

"You mean for me to personally push my current self into the abyss?"

"No."

The Rakshasa God's tone did not ripple in the slightest.

"You will join forces with me.

I will be responsible for whispering and giving suggestions through divine power in the God Realm, while you will be responsible for precisely manipulating Bibi Dong's emotions in the Mortal Realm.

You understand everything about her.

You know when she wavers, when she collapses, how to make her open her heart, and how to make her fall into complete despair."

Dong'er's lips trembled slightly. "Do you know what you are asking me to do?"

Her voice became hoarse. "You are asking me to personally hurt myself!"

The Rakshasa God's tone was icy.

"That is the past you.

You are the future Bibi Dong, while she is merely the past you. You are the same person, yet not the same person.

You have experienced everything she is about to experience.

You know how painful it is.

And you also know...

If she does not experience these things, she cannot become the true Rakshasa God.

If she cannot become the Rakshasa God, your final ending will be the same as last time."