Truth and Lies Don't Matter: As Long as You're Happy, Lies Are Truth

Nan Feng dropped his pitiful act and switched back to his calm, composed demeanor in an instant. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he explained,

"I've completed the Seven Trials of the Evil God and accumulated an enormous amount of Evil Divine Power in my body. It's just that I still can't directly call upon it. That divine power is deeply intertwined with the evil energy in my body."

"Still, divine power is divine power. It subtly influenced my Soul Power and spiritual power. So, both my spiritual power and Soul Power now naturally carry the special properties of Evil Divine Power. That gives me an almost unbeatable ability to disguise myself and plant mental suggestions."

"Even if a level ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo stood right in front of me, they wouldn't spot a single flaw."

Bibi Dong was even more confused. "A special aura carrying Evil Divine Power? But shouldn't an evil aura be as conspicuous as a torch in the darkness to a sacred Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul like Qian Xunji's?"

"What are you even thinking?"

Nan Feng looked at her with amused disbelief. "Do you think Evil Divine Power is some low-level evil attribute that billows black smoke and reeks?"

"Little Dongdong, that's divine power—a power of laws!"

"Take Rakshasa Divine Power, for instance. Its source lies in every dark thought within the hearts of living beings."

"But the Evil God King's divine power is greater, more complex, and more abstract than Rakshasa's."

"The human heart has both good and evil sides."

"Kindness, honesty, and humility are manifestations of good; indifference, Deception and Falsehood, and arrogance are manifestations of evil."

"But at their root, good and evil have always been two sides of the same whole. There is no absolutely pure good in this world, nor is there absolutely pure evil."

"Therefore, though Evil Divine Power and Divine Power of Goodness manifest in entirely opposite ways, they are fundamentally two sides of the same coin."

"As one of the core laws of Evil Divine Power—Deception and Falsehood."

"It gives me an incredibly powerful ability to disguise myself. Because this power of law itself contains Absolute Lie!"

"So, as long as I need it..."

Nan Feng pointed at himself. "This ultimate evil power can even distort one's perception of reality."

"In Qian Xunji's eyes, not only would I have no evil aura at all, I could even make him feel that I radiated a holiness and light purer than his Six-Winged Angel!"

Hearing Nan Feng's explanation of "Absolute Lie" and "the power of laws," Bibi Dong's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and an inexplicable dread swept through her body.

An absolute lie? It could even distort one's perception of reality?!

She stared fixedly at the Ultimate Douluo before her, who wore the body of a six-year-old child. A terrifying thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and she could not help but begin doubting herself.

How long had she known Nan Feng?

At most, only a few short days!

Yet in those few days, she—a person guarded to the extreme, someone who had come to hate and distrust the entire world because of Qian Xunji's betrayal—had completely lowered her guard after only a few simple words from him, breaking down and crying before him without a shred of dignity?

She had even told him all about the past she least wanted to revisit, the most secret and humiliating parts of her life?

More terrifying still, even now, she felt no regret over exposing those scars. Instead, she had developed an extraordinary degree of trust and dependence on him!

She did not reject his closeness at all. She had even grown used to his presence!

Something was wrong!

Something was seriously wrong!

Bibi Dong's breathing became ragged.

She realized that she had not merely accepted him rationally. Even in the deepest part of her subconscious, she instinctively trusted him!

It had only been such a short time. How could that be possible?!

Seeing the growing suspicion and fear in Bibi Dong's eyes, Nan Feng suddenly burst out laughing.

"Oh? So you finally caught on?"

Nan Feng sat cross-legged, propped his chin in both hands, and watched her with great interest.

Bibi Dong's brows furrowed tightly. "You lied to me? You used mental suggestion on me?!"

"No..."

She abruptly took a step back.

"How much did you lie to me about? Your concern, all those things you said... or were you lying about everything?!"

Nan Feng spread his hands helplessly. "Does it really matter whether I lied or not?"

"Of course it matters!" Bibi Dong shouted back angrily, a flicker of hurt passing through her eyes.

Nan Feng did not get angry. Instead, he asked, "A beautiful lie or a cruel truth—which do you prefer?"

Bibi Dong froze. Just as she was about to speak, Nan Feng cut her off.

"Don't give me that crap about how you'd rather face the cruel truth. Search your conscience. If given a choice, the vast majority of people would choose the former without hesitation. As long as the lie was never exposed, as long as they had a choice."

Nan Feng jumped down from the bed and slowly walked over to Bibi Dong.

"Truth and falsehood have never been important. Feelings are what matter."

"Humans are, by nature, creatures ruled by emotion."

"So-called reality, logic, reason, and morality are merely social rules established to let this emotional species reproduce steadily without destroying itself."

"That doesn't mean that this cold, rigid logic is what people truly want in their hearts."

Nan Feng raised his head, his Heterochromatic Double Pupils looking directly into Bibi Dong's eyes.

"On the contrary, humans are inherently impulsive beings who crave the freedom to do as they please. The human heart absolutely hates being bound by the logic of reality."

"Because it makes people feel awful."

Bibi Dong's gaze turned cold as she gritted her teeth. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"What I'm saying is..."

Nan Feng leaned a little closer. "Whether I used mental suggestion on you, whether I lied to you—none of that matters. What matters is that I never hurt you."

"And think carefully. From the moment you met me until now, throughout the time we've spent together, you've felt safe and relaxed... You've been happy. Haven't you?"

Bibi Dong's expression suddenly stiffened. She wanted to refute him, but found herself unable to say a single word.

Nan Feng sighed helplessly.

"I know what you're thinking right now: But it's fake! It's an illusion woven from your lies and suggestions!"

"But come on, Little Dongdong. In this fucked-up world, what is absolutely real?"

"What is the essential difference between sincere feelings and false affection?"

"If someone pretends to be a good person for their entire life, are they a good person or a bad one?"

"Can you truly distinguish truth from lies, reality from illusion? Clearly, you can't. Or rather, most people in this world can't."

"Humans are perceptive lifeforms. What everyone truly cares about has always been how they feel in the moment."

Nan Feng's voice softened. "Tell me, from the time we met in the Capital of Slaughter until now, what exactly have you felt from me?"

Bibi Dong's expression was incomparably complicated. Instinctively, she avoided his gaze, which seemed capable of seeing through everything.

"Dependence, trust, warmth... and a sense of security. Right?"

Nan Feng gave the answer for her. "Since that's the case, since I've already given you all the emotional support you need, why insist on obsessing over whether the methods behind it were real or false?"

"You wanted someone to rely on. You longed for someone to protect you. And I gave you that. It satisfied you, and you're no longer in so much pain."

Nan Feng spread his hands. "Your goal has been achieved, and your needs have been met. The outcome is good, so why are you still agonizing over whether the process was real or false?"